Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"What, when did the house transfer? Why don't I know?"

The house Yan Mo hung out soon had a buyer.

But when she was going to go back to get the room book to go through the formalities, she suddenly learned that the real estate under her parents' name and her own name had been transferred to Yan Pengtao.

Yan Mo was angry. She wanted to go back to Yan's house, but after thinking about it, she would be like a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

So she called Yan Miao.

The reason why I chose to call Yan Miao is that Yan Miao is the stupidest one in the Yan family, but his mouth is poisonous, but he can also reveal a lot of information.

Yan Miao answered the phone. When she heard Yan Mo's voice, the whole person was bad and shouted angrily, "Yan Mo, you bitch, how dare you call!"

"It's you, not me, who are guilty of being a thief. Why can't I call? You transferred my parents' property and have the face to scold me?"

Yan Mo has no nonsense and goes straight to the subject.

Yan Miao smiled, "now I know it's too late!"

"It's not too late. You illegally transferred these properties. Naturally, I can get them back."

"Come back, don't dream. My brother did the formalities himself. The transfer agreement has your father's previous signature. Do you really think my brother is a vegetarian?"

"My brother is much more powerful than your half dead brother. Yan Mo, you are a poor man now. If you are sensible, quickly give Li Bei to me, or I will make you worse than a beggar!"

Yan Miao shouted at Yan Mo madly.

With a slap, Yan Mo hung up the phone, his eyes cold.

Yan Haotian did it!

It seems that he has been plotting for a long time.

So, mom and dad's car accident must have something to do with them.

Yan Mo clenched her cell phone tightly and bit her lip.

In a moment, the blood dropped drop by drop, and she suddenly regained consciousness and released her mouth.

She reached out and wiped the blood from her mouth, frowning tightly.

No, she can't die or do anything to hurt herself.

The enemy is still alive. How can she die first!

The hospital called again. The medical expenses were running low. The nurse asked her to renew the fee and go through the discharge formalities.

Patients like Yan Heng actually don't want to take it anymore.

For this reason, we can only rely on miracles in the later stage of treatment. It is not very challenging, and the hope of waking up is very low. Therefore, PS does not want to keep such patients.

Yan Mo was silent for a moment. "I'll pay the fee for a week first, and I'll go through the discharge formalities in a week."

Then she contacted Hengren, the nursing home she chose.

She consulted, the fee must be paid annually, and the fee must be paid on the same day at the latest.

Five million

Yan Mo leaned back on the bench and closed his eyes tired.

Unexpectedly, her dignified young lady of the Yan family will worry about money one day.

I don't know how long ago, the crisp mobile phone ring interrupted Yan Mo's thoughts.

"Grandpa Li."

"Mo Mo, how are you recently? Everything at home has been handled."

"Well, it's all taken care of."

"Mo Mo, your engagement banquet with Beicheng is scheduled for next Monday. What do you think?"

The old man probably couldn't sit still. Looking at Yan Mo's silence these days, Li Beicheng, who promised to get engaged, didn't move again. Then he called.

Yan Mo was thinking about how to answer. The old man said, "although we just have dinner together, there will be no less. I'll make Beicheng ready for the bride price. Tell Grandpa if you have any requirements. Don't be embarrassed."

"It's a blessing for the smelly boy to marry you. You should ask more, so that the smelly boy will cherish you more when he gets married in the future."

Yan Mo's heart is warm.

Listening to master Li's words, it seemed that she was the one who kissed him, but Li Beicheng seemed to have picked it up.

Bride price

She caught a key word and said after a moment of silence: "Grandpa Li, I have no opinion, just next Monday. Thank you."

It is said to be next Monday. Today is Thursday. In fact, there are still a few days left. There is still a three-day relaxation period from the date agreed by Yan Mo and the sanatorium.

Yan Mo hung up the phone, clenched his cell phone, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Now I have no choice but to sell myself.

What's more, there are countless girls willing to paste upside down even if there is no bride price for an excellent person like Li Beicheng.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Mo straightened his clothes and walked towards the nearby Boulevard.

She's thinking about renting a house.

She doesn't have much money on her. She can't stay in the hotel.

Because of Sheng Qi, she doesn't want to find Sheng Xia again. It is estimated that Sheng's parents are also angry.

But she couldn't go back to school. At first, she didn't live in school. The school didn't arrange a dormitory for her. What's more, she didn't have much time to go to school because she was afraid to soak in Yan's house in the future.

The company is located in a prosperous area. There are houses to rent around, but the price is 4000 a month

Yan Mo pinched his cell phone and smiled.

It's really miserable. Miss Yan, who used to buy ten limited edition LVS at one go, is now reluctant to spend even 4000.

From thrift to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to thrift is difficult.

Now she really realized the meaning of this.

The dog barked suddenly. Yan Mo turned his head and saw a cute golden hair suddenly crossing the road. The car across the street bumped over without hesitation.

The little guy must be so scared that he just doesn't run.

Yan Mo instinctively rushed over, held the little guy in his arms, then turned over and rolled on the road to avoid the car.

The scene was very dangerous. Almost one person and one dog went to the west to learn scriptures.

The car that almost hit people is a Xiali. The car is not very good, and the people are not very good.

The driver stopped the car, rolled down the window and scolded Yan Mo, who was still lying on the ground, "don't you have eyes when walking? Look after your dog next time, or you will be killed together."

After that, the driver restarted the car and stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

Yan Mo is angry.

Suddenly, several luxury cars behind sped by, overtaking the car at the fastest speed, and then made a sharp turn.

Bang, the two cars collided, the luxury car was intact, and the safety factor was quite high.

As for the Xiali, it's a little miserable. The front of the car has been deformed.

The driver was fine because he had been caught by the bodyguard who got off the bus.

Yan Mo narrowed her eyes.

When the rear door of the luxury car opened, a man came down. He was about 30 years old. He was wearing an Italian handmade suit. His facial features were extremely beautiful. His narrow eyes showed a touch of indifferent light. His thin lips closed in a straight line, and his expression was very light and cold.

Yan Mo Ningmei, without intuition, looked at the man's dress and his Ferrari, and knew that he was not an ordinary person.

And even if the man really only wears a stall, he won't let Yan Mo think he is an ordinary man.