99 days of honey love, lover never expires

Chapter 17 500 Money
Thinking of this, Song Qingping's face was filled with indescribable satisfaction.

It's impossible for Su Xiaoyan who didn't know this point to have always understood her stepmother's character, and once she said it, it would be difficult for her to change it.

"How much do you want?"

Ask yourself how much do you want?Song Qingping felt that this bitch thought highly of herself too much. Since she thought highly of herself so much, "Not much, just 500 million."

500 million, let alone [-], Su Xiaoyan only has a few hundred yuan left in her card.Faced with such a large sum, it was impossible for her to take it out immediately.

Then I can only procrastinate, Su Xiaoyan took a breath and said, "Can you give it a few days?"

How many days of grace?

Song Qingping's mouth revealed a sneer, "Su Xiaoyan, you took the proposal back then and sold it for more than the 500 million, right? Now you dare to negotiate terms with me?"

"mom."

When the plan was in my hands back then.

She didn't know if it was a copy, where the real original went, or who sold it.

Up to now, Su Xiaoyan has been trying to find out about this matter, who is the one who sold it.

But right now, we must first find out what happened to the Yujing Villa back then.

Why doesn't a listed company as big as HS International Group know about the inside information?

After thinking about it, Su Xiaoyan continued, "I didn't know why that copy was in my hand back then."

"Su Xiaoyan, who are you lying to?"

Whenever Song Qingping thought of this, she couldn't figure out why this bitch kept refusing to admit it.

Su Xiaoyan would not admit to something she hadn't done, not to mention that it harmed the Su family. In the past few days five years ago, the Su Group went bankrupt one after another, sold off their assets, and settled piles of lawsuits.

Everything in it is like a conspiracy.

Only now did she really know that it was a conspiracy just waiting for herself to get into it.

Indeed, Su Xiaoyan got in, and her body was covered in blood, and now she dragged her exhausted body to hide something.

"You were covering up back then and now, what exactly are you trying to cover up?" Song Qingping's eyes were burning, and she could tell at a glance that this little bitch Su Xiaoyan would have covered up everything five years ago.

Apart from innocence, she clearly saw something in those eyes five years ago.

At this moment Su Xiaoyan smiled, she was an orphan, she was born to hide and there was nothing to be suspicious of.

It seems that Song Qingping on the other end of the phone listened silently for a while, and even she herself didn't want to ask any more questions.

"I don't care what you're hiding, I just want the 500 million."

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Where did 500 million go to get such a large sum of money.

Su Xiaoyan doesn't know many friends. Five years ago, besides her brother Su Yimo, Jiang Manman was the only one around.

Back then, in order to help her escape and clear up the relationship, Manman sold the only house that Jiang Ma left her.

Su Xiaoyan, who was holding the phone that had been turned off, was lying on the bed, holding her face with her hands, 500 million, 500 million, the only one who can help her now is...

Sitting up suddenly, she sent a text message, and after pressing the power off button, she slapped her face with her hand, cheering, and gave it all up for the 500 million.

As soon as she opened the door, Su Xiaoyan glanced. When she saw Jiang Manman sitting in front of the computer and catching up on the news, she was obviously relieved, and the sky outside had gradually darkened.

Randomly took a few coins from a purse in the living room.

Jiang Manman, who was sitting in front of the computer, saw Su Xiaoyan close the door out of the corner of her eye. She stood up and walked to the coffee table with the wallet on it. She stared at it for a long time before taking out a booklet under the coffee table. When she came out, her eyes were dazed for a moment, even now she didn't know whether what she did was right or wrong.

Jiang Manman, who looked at it for a while, sighed deeply, and put away the wallet that was placed on the coffee table just now.

Walking to the computer and opening the window, looking at the street lights below, Su Xiaoyan's anxious face under the dim light seemed to be the same as she was five years ago.

(End of this chapter)