"7.5 million, this is the receipt she wrote!" the people directly took out all the receipts, with yuan miao'e's signature and handprint on them.
Ling is still heavy, 7.5 million, which is really not a small number for ordinary people.
I didn't expect yuan miao'e to gamble and lose so much money.
Yuan miao'e defended Ling still, "I... I also want more money to make Xiaoyuan's life better. I didn't expect to lose so much money unconsciously! Mrs. Yi, if you want to help me, you must help me. As long as you help me pay back the money, I... I will be a cow and a horse and repay you well in the future."
Ling still naturally understood what was in Yuan miao'e's heart. She looked at yuan miao'e coldly. Yuan miao'e's heart trembled with that cold look.
"7.5 million, why should I help you?" Ling said coldly.
"But... But you just..."
"I just said to Obuchi that I would help you, but that doesn't mean I want to help you pay back the money. I can also ask them not to force you to collect debts, but they can sue you in the court. As for whether you want to go to jail, it depends on the judge's judgment." Ling still said.
Yuan miao'e's face suddenly turned pale.
When the debt collectors saw this, they immediately scolded yuan miao'e, "Mrs. Yi didn't want to help you pay back the money. You're surnamed yuan. You really killed us. We dare to lend you so much money because we have the backing of the Yi family!"
"The Yi family has never been her backer, but my daughter thinks his son plays the piano better. My husband and I think the child has good musical talent and don't want to bury the child, so we subsidize the child to learn the piano. However, the Yi family also subsidizes many poor out of school children every year. If every family that subsidizes the children says that the Yi family is the backer, how many people should the Yi family rely on The mountain? "
Ling still said this to the debt collectors and Yuan miao'e.
Yuan miao'e was embarrassed. She thought Ling still would help her pay off some debts, but unexpectedly, Ling still said so.
Here in the side hall, Mu yuan sat uneasily on the sofa. He didn't know what would happen to his mother?
He was both worried about his mother and ashamed.
Especially when the servants looked at him and whispered, he felt more uneasy and his cheeks were hot.
This time seemed to be his most difficult time.
I don't know how long it took, the housekeeper finally led him back to the hall.
The people who beat Mommy before have disappeared. Only aunt Ling and her mother are here.
But his mother's face seemed worse than before. She took his hand and said, "Xiaoyuan, let's go."
"Oh." he replied stiffly, and then said to Ling still, "aunt Ling, i... I'm going back with mommy. Thank you, aunt Ling."
Yuan miao'e frowned discontentedly, but considering that Ling was still there, she didn't attack on the spot. She just said, "thank you, she didn't pay me back a penny!"
In the evening, Ling still told Yi Jinli about it.
"I asked them to sign an agreement. The money will be repaid by the Mu family in installments and a part of their monthly salary will be withheld. Although the amount of 7.5 million is not small, if they don't agree, once yuan miaoe goes to prison or declares bankruptcy, they are afraid they won't get the money."
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