As soon as the call was connected, Chen Qiuyun's extremely angry voice came, "Husband, is what the newspaper said true? Is it true that the money can't be recovered?"
That was a huge sum of money, the entire wealth of the couple. When she heard the news, she collapsed and made the call with her last glimmer of hope.
Ye Anguo finally felt comforted when he heard his wife's familiar voice, "I didn't expect this. The bank is going to auction the collateral, including Ye's shares."
This is the most terrifying thing, Ye Shi is his lifeblood.
Chen Qiuyun was like a basin of ice water being poured over her head. It was as cold as her heart and lungs. She screamed uncontrollably, "What? No, absolutely not."
Ye Anguo frowned and said, "How much private money do you still have on hand? Use it for emergencies. I must keep the company's shares. That is the capital for our comeback."
"How do I have any money? Shaojie spends money lavishly, and I subsidize it all for him." Even if Chen Qiuyun had money, she would not spend it. She rolled her eyes and had an idea, "By the way, you go find Ye Qingting.
, she has money and shares, you are father and daughter, and what she owns is yours."
Such fallacy made Ye Anguo's eyes light up when he was in a desperate situation, as if he saw a glimmer of hope and murmured to himself, "Yes, what's hers is mine."
Chen Qiuyun added to the fire, "Husband, we can't lose, and we can't afford to lose. We still have a couple of children. Without money and status, what will our Shaojie do?"
When Ye Anguo mentioned his son, his spirit was shaken, and he finally regained some fighting spirit, "I understand."
At this time, Qingting accompanied Leng Qirui to take Leng's mother out of the hospital. As soon as Leng's mother's health improved, she clamored to go home because she thought the smell of the hospital was unpleasant.
After getting the doctor's permission, Leng Qirui took his mother home. When Leng's mother found out that Qingting lived next door, the expression on her face was very wonderful.
Qingting had long been accustomed to others looking at her, so she waved her hand and went home.
She had just changed into her home clothes when Leng Qirui called, "Qingting, I have to go out for something. Please help me take care of my mother."
He always arranged for Qingting and Mommy to have more contact, intentionally or unintentionally. Qingting got used to it and agreed, "Okay, go ahead, be careful on the road."
Pushing open the door next door, Leng's mother was sitting alone on the sofa, her eyes blank, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qingting looked around, frowning slightly. Where was the escort? She coughed a few times and said, "Ahem, Mrs. Leng, would you like some tea? I have your favorite British black tea..."
Leng Mu woke up from her dream and looked at her critically, "You don't have to please me, I won't do that."
Although after being discharged from the hospital, the two of them had more contact under the arrangement of Leng Qirui, they had never been alone together like today.
The corner of Qingting's mouth twitched, why did he hear the sour taste? "I am just entrusted by your son to take care of you, there is no need to please you."
Her answer was beyond Leng's mother's expectation, and she couldn't help but be startled, "What? Don't you want to be with my son?"
Qingting sat down in front of her, picked up an orange and peeled it, and said casually, "Let this happen naturally. It belongs to me and I can't get away with it."
"Just pretend." Leng's mother didn't believe it at all and curled her lips, "I know that my son is very good and there are many girls chasing him. Don't wish to have him all by yourself."