Adorable Collection Order: Mr. Lu, Your Nine Sons Shocked the World

Early the next morning, as soon as they got up and went downstairs, they saw a thin woman wearing a hat standing in the courtyard of Sun Shucai's house.

Wearing a hat on a summer morning feels a little strange.

After going downstairs, Mo Xiaodie saw the other party's face. The other party was probably in her fifties. Although her face was pale and her face was wrinkled, she could still tell that she must have been a great beauty when she was young.

After the other party saw Lu Chenxu, he felt a little awkward and his hands began to tremble: "You, are you Wen Xiang's son?"

Her expression, such a question.

Mo Xiaodie probably understood who she was! If she guessed correctly, this woman should be Li Qiuhe, the mother of Xiao Su they met last night.

Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Lu Chenxu uneasy.

I saw that he had no expression on his face, and walked directly over the other side.

Li Qiuhe's voice was a little anxious behind him: "Don't listen to Xiao Su, she's just a child and doesn't know anything! Your father and I, we—"

But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted ruthlessly by Lu Chenxu: "I'm here to find the child. I don't want to know how you and my father are."

"But, if you dare to hurt my mother, I will never forgive you lightly!"

Li Qiuhe's body was shaky, as thin as leaves in the autumn wind: "Don't worry, I, I will not hurt your mother."

Guixiang came out of the kitchen, and when she saw this scene, she ran over to support her: "Sister, you only passed out once last night, what are you doing here!"

Li Qiuhe took her hand and said, "Guinxiang, didn't Sun Da tell you? Xiao Su found them last night and said everything!"

Sure enough, Guixiang looked surprised: "What, Sun Da didn't say anything when he came back last night!"

After being surprised, Guixiang looked at Lu Chenxu: "Chenxu, my sister, she didn't do it on purpose, she just lived too hard. She—"

Lu Chenxu interrupted Guixiang ruthlessly again: "You don't need to explain, I don't want to know."

After he finished speaking, he took Mo Xiaodie's hand and walked out the door, when he reached the door, he stopped, his voice was cold and ruthless, and full of faint threats that could not be ignored: "I repeat, don't let anyone else I want to hurt my mother!"

After speaking, he raised his head and walked out of Sun's house without looking back.

Behind them, Guixiang looked at her sister distressedly, with a hint of complaint in her voice: "Sister, why are you doing this! This is what Lu Wenxiang owes you!"

Guixiang's sister shook her head gently: "No, Guixiang, you don't know anything, he is a good man, he doesn't owe me, I owe him too much!"

As she spoke, two lines of tears fell silently from her pale cheeks and landed on the concrete floor under her feet, fainting out two bitter dots.

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After Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu came out, she sighed in her heart. Lu Chenxu should be angry now. How should she persuade this kind of thing?

Lu Chenxu didn't speak, he dragged her to Fan Laosan's house quickly.

Fan Laosan's family just got up, his wife Cuiye was cooking in the kitchen, because the door was broken, so Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie went directly into the yard.

After Fan Laosan saw them through the window, he quickly put on a shirt for Dasheng who was wearing shorts and playing naked.

After seeing them in the kitchen, Cui Ye walked out with a spatula: "What do you want to do?"

"Look at the child!" Lu Chenxu's voice was cold.

Cui Ye was frightened by the momentum on his body and took a step back, but thinking of his son, he raised his head again, took a step forward fearlessly, and waved the spatula in his hand: "Dasheng is my son, and none of you want to take him with you. go!"

"You can't even protect yourself, how can you protect him?" Lu Chenxu glanced at the sleeves she rolled up, and the wound on her wrist was clearly visible.

Cui Ye subconsciously retracted his hand.

"You don't love children at all, you're selfish." Lu Chenxu's words hit the nail on the head.

Cui Ye raised her head in shock, and asked unwillingly, "I, am I selfish?"

Fan Laosan came out of the house in time, pulled Cuiye aside, and scolded: "Cooking, what do women know?"

"You can't let them take Dasheng away!" Cuiye stared at Fan Laosan timidly.

Fan Laosan was a little impatient: "Go and cook your meal, I'm hungry."

Cui Ye didn't move, and wanted to say something, but Fan Laosan had already taken off his shoes and raised his hand. She backed away in fright, turned and entered the kitchen reluctantly.

Fan Laosan looked back at Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie, and scratched his head: "This woman deserves a beating! Come on, let's talk in the room."

Fan Laosan's house is also a three-room bungalow, and the layout is almost the same as that of his mother-in-law's house.

The only difference is the furnishings in the house. The living room of Fan Laosan's house is covered with floor tiles, and a set of fabric sofas, coffee tables and TV cabinets are placed.

However, the sofa should be some years old, with one leg supported by bricks. The TV was still the bulky one it used to be, but it was bigger than his mother-in-law's, it should be 29 inches.

The overall feel of the living room is quite clean.

After they sat down, Fan Laosan made a straight-to-the-point request: "I am a straight-forward person, and I don't like to be around corners. If you want to take away children, at least this number."

He reached out for a comparison. Yesterday, he had already inquired about it, and the car of Lu Chenxu at the entrance of the village alone was worth tens of millions. Not to mention the Lu Group, with assets of hundreds of millions.

When he found out Lu Chenxu's identity, he was so happy that he almost didn't hold back. The premature baby I bought from a human trafficker for 2,000 yuan turned out to be the son of the president of the Lu Group. He, Fan Laosan, was about to make a fortune.

Last night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, he was snickering in his dreams!

Lu Chenxu stared at the third Fan who smiled like a flower, frowning slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes: "One million?"

After hearing what he said, Fan Laosan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, it's ten million!"

"Ten million?" Mo Xiaodie stood up abruptly: "Fan Laosan, why don't you rob the bank!"

Fan Laosan picked up the toothpick on the coffee table, picked his teeth, and looked at Mo Xiaodie slantingly: "This little money should be nothing to your Lu Group, right?"

"Seven years ago, if it wasn't for our husband and wife, who worked hard day and night to see this child, you would not have seen your son today. Your son, the president of the Lu Group, should have more than ten million lives! I That's quite a conscience!"

Mo Xiaodie wanted to say something angrily, but Lu Chenxu held his hand: "Ten million, okay, I promise you."

"You, he beats the child every day, why do you give him ten million!" Mo Xiaodie was puzzled and asked angrily.

Lu Chenxu gave her a calm look and then said to Mr. Fan, "But I have one condition, let Dasheng spend a day with us. Tomorrow night, I will let someone transfer the money to you. How about it?"

"No, I don't agree!" Cui Ye had eavesdropped on their conversation at the door, but at this moment, he suddenly popped out and strongly objected.