Mourning

When Meng Xiaoan saw this molester, he asked where his sister was. If he let this person go, he would be really a garbage in society. Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't lie to you." He deliberately looked at the molester with suspicious eyes. "But I can't guarantee that you didn't lie to me. You can't beat me alone. If you get the money and don't give me a penny, isn't this a big loss?"

The molesting man laughed: "Brother, you're relieved, I won't treat you badly." He cursed Meng Xiaoan in his heart. He really planned not to give Meng Xiaoan a penny. Seeing that this kid is not a good thing, it's understandable that he is shady and eating black is nothing wrong.

Meng Xiaoan said: "How about you take me to see the boss in person and we will share the money evenly when we get it. What do you think?"

There is no way to deal with the indecent man now. I didn’t expect that Meng Xiaoan would have such a scheming. OK, I’ll get the money first. Then I’ll ask someone to steal the kid’s money. That’s two million, not twenty thousand.

Seeing a trace of ferocity flashing in his eyes, Meng Xiaoan knew that the molested man must have murderous intentions in his heart, and said, "It's not too late, I'll go with you now."

The molested man said, "No problem, I'll take you to my boss."

The molested man took such a young man into the car and quickly arrived at a luxurious villa.

"Please inform Mr. Hou and I'll bring someone to see him." The molested man said respectfully to a person who looked like a housekeeper, looking humble.

The butler looked at the molestation man and Meng Xiaoan and said, "Who is this guy?"

The molested man stepped forward and whispered a few words.

"I'll take you in." The butler came into the living room with the molestation man and Meng Xiaoan. The living room was decorated in luxurious style. "Master." The butler called out at the door of a room, "Awei brought someone to see you."

An old man's cough sounded inside: "Call... call them in."

The butler opened the door and did not go in: "You guys go in."

The old man's room was filled with pungent Chinese medicine.

An old man in his sixties was sitting on the sofa, with wrinkles on his face and a very sluggish expression.

When Meng Xiaoan saw that the old man was about to die, she cursed in her heart, "Damn, everyone is about to die, and she also wants to ask for a beautiful woman to serve him."

"Where is the person?" the old man coughed again, as if he was about to cough out his chest and lungs.

"Master, he is the girl's friend." The molested man named Awei respectfully came to the front of the old man: "Look..."

The old man knew what he meant: "Get people too much."

Awei handed Meng Xiaoan a look.

Meng Xiaoan stepped forward and looked at an old man. If he was not mistaken, the old man should have tuberculosis, and he was afraid he would not have many days left.

"I want to talk to you alone."

The old man looked at Meng Xiaoan strangely and smiled reluctantly: "Awei, you go out first."

Awei said, "It's the master." What did this kid want to talk to the master? He couldn't take the opportunity to increase the price, right? Damn, I don't think this old man will live long, I would have known that he would have to be three million.

"What do you want to say to me?" The old man coughed a few times every time he said.

"It's gloomy here, you should open the window more." Meng Xiaoan smiled and then opened the window.

The pungent Chinese herbal medicine is finally not that strong.

The old man said, "Young man, you are quite brave."

Meng Xiaoan said: "Thank you, many people say that." He paused, "How much are you planning to bid?"

"You are so fond of you, I will give you an extra 500,000." The old man said, "Sell that girl to me. I want her to accompany me to mourning." The old man showed a superstitious look: "The fortune teller told me that as long as I find a girl I like to burn it to death with me, I will still be a monetary in the next generation. Your friend is the woman I like. Awei brought a lot of girls to show me, but I like them all."

Meng Xiaoan didn't expect that there were people who were so superstitious today with advanced technology. He thought this was in ancient times, and countless palace maids were required to accompany the mourning.

Meng Xiaoan looked at the old man with a ridiculous look. If he hadn't seen him die, he would have been kicked over long ago.

The old man saw Meng Xiaoan's uncertain expression, but he did not expect that it was his own words that made Meng Xiaoan murderous intent.

"Okay, you give me a million first, and I will bring that girl to you."

The old man said, "Okay, I will give you a check of one million now. You should know that if you cheat, you will die miserably."

The old man handed Xiao An a check of one million.

Meng Xiaoan said: "Now I will take Awei to ask for someone."

"I like a real villain like you." The old man looked sad and said, "I would have met you earlier. My three sons died of natural disasters and man-made disasters. The eldest son was hit by a car, the second son fell into the sea on a plane, and the youngest son was burned to death. The house didn't believe it." Looking at Meng Xiaoan, "If you want, you can be one of my sons. I can leave all my property to you."
Chapter completed!