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Chapter 52 Settlement (2)

Chapter 52 Settlement of Accounts (2)

Mengyu had listened to this voice for more than ten years in her previous life. Every time she heard it, she was either beaten or scolded, or even punished and not allowed to eat. Therefore, when she heard this voice, Mengyu radiated fear from the bottom of her heart.

breath.

Even though a lifetime had passed, Mengyu could still feel fear in her heart when she heard this voice again.

Before, she had always wanted to ask her face to face, even if she was not her biological child, she was someone she had lived with for more than ten years.

She has been trying hard to please her, to make herself more "competent", and to want her to love her as much as she loves Huaiyu.

It's okay if she doesn't love her, but why should she be destroyed?

But at this time, she couldn't ask such a question. Because, she felt that there was no need to ask anymore.

When Gu Dongxing saw Mengyu trembling, he felt even more pity for her: What kind of abuse was being done to her to cause her to have such a conditioned reflex just hearing the sound.

He quickly stretched out his warm hand and grabbed Mengyu's little hand.

The warmth conveyed from Gu Dongxing's hands gradually calmed down Mengyu's mood.

Everything in the previous life has passed. In this life, Li Chunhua can no longer hurt herself!

On the contrary, in this life, she wants her to repay the debt she owes her!

Inside, Mengyu's biological mother, Leng Xiangyu, raised her eyebrows: "Be reasonable? If I'm unreasonable, can I still come to you? My daughter was sold, so I'm going to court directly."

Li Chunhua choked, what, go to court?

She was scared. This matter really had to go to court. She was a real human trafficker.

Jiang Haidong rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Why should we ordinary people go to court? If you have something to say, talk it over. It's not impossible if you want your daughter back, it's just..."

Li Chunhua quickly answered: "It's just that you have to give us some compensation for the daughter I have raised for you for sixteen years."

Everyone was stunned, what did she mean? Want money?

"You have separated our mother and daughter for sixteen years, and you still want money?"

"Well, if you can't slap her, you can't just blame us. If your husband doesn't sell it, we can't buy your daughter, right?" Jiang Haidong said.

"You, how much compensation do you want?" Leng Xiangyu asked through gritted teeth.

"Uh, two." Jiang Haidong wanted to say two thousand, because the best result of leaving Mengyu is to receive a betrothal gift. At this time, the most a married woman can receive as a betrothal gift is two hundred. He asked for ten times the betrothal gift, which is considered

Worth it.

But Li Chunhua rushed to say: "Twenty thousand yuan!"

There was a gasping sound: "Here"

Twenty thousand!

This was in 1980, a time when households worth ten thousand yuan were rare, but there were only two households worth ten thousand yuan!

Jiang Mengyu listened to Li Chunhua's loud talk and wanted to go in and tell her that she started working at the age of three and took on the household chores at the age of five. When she went to school, she also picked up rags and sold them to pay for her studies.

But her hand was held by Gu Dongxing, and she knew that now was not the time for her to go in.

Leng Xiangyu said coldly: "Haha, 20,000 yuan? You actually asked for 20,000 yuan?

Then help me calculate how my daughter has spent money on food, clothing, use, and education these years. How did you calculate the 20,000 yuan?"

Li Chunhua secretly resented that she dared to say that her daughter was worthless!

However, if she was asked to calculate the cost of 20,000 yuan, how could she calculate it?

She looked at Jiang Haidong.

Jiang Haidong also frowned after his wife called out 20,000. His second sister-in-law clearly said that this woman looked very rich. Could it be that she had the head of a silver gun?

Would rich people hold the door open like this?


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