Eight Hundred and Sixty-Nine Walking Into a Trap (Part 2)

That sense of loss made Qiqi feel powerless. He didn’t say much, didn’t even ask a question, he just hung up the phone silently.

Tang Jue wanted to make her surrender to him, and she knew it clearly.

"Qiqi, are you okay?" Ye Wan asked concernedly when he saw her ugly face.

Qiqi came to her senses, shook her head, and packed her things, "Wanwan, I'm going back after I'm done here. If you need anything, please contact me again."

"Leave now? Aren't our flights scheduled for tomorrow? You also promised me that you would accompany me to the beach tonight."

"I'm sorry, something happened at home."

Seeing that she looked really bad, Ye Wan didn't bother her any more. Qiqi carried her luggage and went to the airport to book a flight ticket and fly back to Jucheng.

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When Qiqi returned to Jucheng, the sky had completely darkened. She went to Qi's house alone.

The Qi family, which had always been happy, was now shrouded in dark clouds. Qi Yong was sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette, and Qi Yu looked a little dazed. When I saw Qiqi, my eyes suddenly turned red and tears were about to fall.

"Uncle, sister." Qiqi greeted Qiyu. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She put her bag down and opened the indoor window to let the air circulate and take away the smell of cigarette smoke in the hall.

"You're back." Qi Yong replied without much energy. He just raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Qiqi, his eyes dark.

"Qiqi, you must help us this time..." Qiyu choked, "My mother urgently needs 5 million. If she doesn't have this money, my mother may go to jail..."

"Five million?" To Qiqi, this was a huge set of data, an astronomical figure.

Qi Yong put out the cigarette butt and sighed feebly, "Our family's total savings are only 2 million, which is still 3 million short. I'm afraid that this time... your aunt will not be able to escape."

Qiqi didn't have much money, only tens of thousands of dollars. For three million, this is simply a drop in the bucket.

"Dad, I don't want my mother to go to jail!" Qiyu was a little emotional, and looked at Qiqi again with tearful eyes, "You have a way! Qiqi, you must not ignore death this time. Over the years, my mother has been As if you have always been my own daughter..."

Qiyu’s last words,

Qiqi felt even more guilty. If he had succumbed to Tang Jue early, maybe nothing would happen now.

"Sister, what do you want me to do?"

"You go find Mo Xun, okay? He must have a way. He must know someone at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. And...three million, to him, is just a matter of your mouth. We will pay it back. ! Give it back to him as soon as you have money. Mo Xun will treat you well, and he will not hesitate."

Qi Yong obviously had the same idea. But I am an elder, so it’s hard to explain. After hearing what his daughter said, he said: "Qiqi, it's better to find Mo Xun than to find that person. If you really go to him, it will suit his heart."

Qiyu was confused. If you don't understand, you look at me and I look at you, "Who are you talking about?"

Qi Yong shook his head and said nothing. Qiqi finally just nodded, "I'll think about it."

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Qiqi went back, worried all the way. Three million is not a small amount. Once you talk to Mo Xun, you will owe a huge debt of gratitude. However, what her uncle said was right - she would rather find Mo Xun than Tang Jue.

When she got home, Mo Xun was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Before Qiqi went in, she heard his voice on the phone coming from the kitchen.

"The initial investment in the new project is at least 500 million. How much is the shortfall in financing now? - Where is the last fund stuck? In the hands of Tang Yu of the Tang family? I understand. Send someone to follow up, and be sure to get Tang Yu Pull it in. As long as he, a business genius, comes in, the return of funds will not be a problem..."

All Qiqi's previous thoughts were completely abandoned after hearing this call.

Mo Xun wants to cooperate with people from the Tang family. With Tang Jue's temperament, once it is known that she would rather beg Mo Xun than surrender to him, Mo Xun's project will definitely fail.

She has already implicated her eldest aunt and cannot implicat other people.

"Qiqi, why are you back? Aren't you coming back tomorrow?" Mo Xun hung up the phone. When he turned around, he saw her standing at the door of the kitchen.

"I'll be back when I'm done with my business."

"Have you had dinner? Let's eat noodles together?"

Qiqi pretended to be relaxed and replied: "No, all you cook is dark cuisine."

"Don't look down on me. My noodle cooking skill has reached its peak." Mo Xun smiled and welcomed her in. Then, he put the chopsticks into her hand and said, "You help me cook it first, and I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Aren't you at your peak, and you still let me cook?"

"I'll get you something. Just wait!" Mo Xun said, turned around and left the kitchen. Qiqi glanced at his back and felt worried. Obviously she couldn't go to Mo Xun for this matter, but how could she explain it to her uncle and Qiyu?

"Why are you so dazed? My noodles have been cooked by you! You are the one who can cook dark food!" When Mo Xun came back, he was extremely annoyed when he saw her standing still. He grabbed the chopsticks and quickly took out the noodles.

"I'm sorry." Qiqi apologized a little, "I'm too tired. I'm going to take a shower and rest first. You should go to bed early."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the kitchen. Mo Xun reached out and grabbed her, "I haven't given you anything yet!"

"What?"

Mo Xun thrust a thin piece of paper into her hand.

Qiqi was suspicious for a moment, then looked down and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Her eyes suddenly turned red.

It was a check.

It was five million.

"Look at you, you are crying for this little money?" Mo Xun joked with a smile.

Qiqi squeezed the check tightly and sniffed, "How did you know?"

"Qi Yu couldn't find you on the phone, so she came to me. So I asked a few more questions."

So that's it.

Qiqi smiled. Because of Mo Xun's friendship, the melancholy in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

"Don't be too moved. Go and withdraw the money tomorrow, and remember to make an appointment with the bank in advance." Mo Xun reminded. He walked to the restaurant with the bowl of noodles.

Qiqi looked at the back and followed him out. Then, he sat down opposite him and pushed the check back in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xun glanced at her and continued to eat noodles.

"Take this money back."

"You don't even want the life-saving money?" Mo Xun snorted, "If Qi Yu knew, she would have to break up with you."

"I know you need money now, too."

"..." Mo Xun paused for a moment, but this time she remained silent and did not refute.

"Mo Xun, the better you treat me, the less I can take your money now." She couldn't share his worries, but at least she didn't want to use him as an ATM to increase his burden.