As the so-called, loading is only a moment, only shameless is eternal.

When the old man rolled in the hospital bed, trying to touch porcelain black, Xiaohei strode over.

"You want to sue me? Yes. "

The old man stopped rolling and looked at him.

How does this guy react differently from normal people.

Yu Changmo took out his mobile phone and dialed a number in front of the old man and his family, regardless of the old man and his children's frozen expression.

"The legal department, yes, help me Sue. Well, a letter from the lawyer."

On the other end of the phone, the old man and his family were silent. They were shouting. Is this guy serious?

The old man's children try to talk to Yu Changmo, but Qian Mo stops them with a look.

The old man had arrived at this one and was still holding on, thinking that Xiao Hei was bluffing him.

Five minutes later, the lawyer with the briefcase arrived.

The old man is stupid.

"Who will sue you, silent?" The lawyer asked Chang Mo respectfully.

Small black pointed to the direction of the old man, the old man carb two eyes, Ao Wu a toward the pillow down, this is really scared dizzy.

Who could have thought that he was just talking about it. Some people really took it seriously.

"Help, help, money is not enough." Yu Changmo put one hand in his pocket to look at everything.

Tonight, he's the king here.

No one can stop him from testing the softness of the mattress with obedience. Yes, no, what!

It turns out that money is not everything.

It's 9999.

Qian meditated on a lot of methods, such as cutting the bottom of the hole, tracing the origin, cuddling the grass and beating the rabbit...

in front of Xiaohei who was in a hurry, he took a move: "I have the money and the most money", and then killed him.

Coming out of the hospital, little black toe held Qianmo's arm in high spirits. Qianmo looked at the table faintly.

The lawyer followed them, and several children of the old man came out to send them away. The eldest son, who had been made to be mentally broken by his own rascal father, was about to stretch out his hands and shake hands with Qian Mo to express his gratitude. Yu Guang in the corner of his eye was keenly aware that there was a murderous spirit...

the strong desire to survive went online, and the eldest brother changed his grip Hold little black's hand.

"Thank you so much, Mo Shao. We didn't know you would come in person..."

only the daughter of this family knows Xiaohei's identity here. It's no wonder that everyone can't understand Taishan. Who would have thought that such a big man would come out in person for such a trivial matter.

What's more, I can't imagine that such a big boss can't get along with a retired old man, and the lawyer has got it. Especially when I recall the picture of Xiao Hei cutting flowers with scissors, it's really fantastic.

The root of all this lies in Qian Mo's body. In order to eat hot, Xiaohei doesn't mind to throw down the moral integrity with serious local style.

Until Xiaohei and others have been walking for a long time, the old man dare to sit up from the bed, like a dream.

"Is he really... The eldest son and grandson of Yu family?"

"What do you think? Didn't see a phone call. Did the lawyer come? Dad, you should be glad that they don't mean to argue with you. Otherwise, the betrothal gifts of our brothers and sisters will be less than that of others, that is, hitting stones with eggs. "

The old man's daughter tried to persuade.

At the beginning, she didn't know that it was mo Shao. Although she had a little friendship with Professor Chen, she knew the conditions of Professor Chen's family. Yu Changmo, the second eldest, was the eldest son and grandson of Jinmen's parents, but he was too low-key and rarely appeared in public until these two years.

The third one took over the business of Chen's family in foreign countries. Neither of them was easy to get into trouble with.

If Mo Shao didn't act seriously, he would have survived.

Looking at his father, the daughter advised again, "Dad, you should stop now. People will say less. If you dare to find those mischievous fortune tellers, he will ask the lawyer to sue you. It's not too difficult to sue us for losing all our money."

This is what Qian Mo taught her to say. Such a bluff really stopped the old man.

The daughter breathed a sigh of relief and said that she was really afraid of the rich and the stupid...

"ah, the master was right. She said that I was lucky to raise flowers, and it was safe to meet such a villain..."

in the old man's mind, Yu Changmo had already become a villain, and Ji had to use his own flowers to prevent disasters for him.

The daughter rolled her eyes. The old man is hopeless.

Xiaohei frightens the old man and has a good night.

Turn the day and drive with Qian Mo to buy the plaster recommended by Chen Meng. On the way to Jinmen for ancestor worship, Qian Mo didn't say a word to him. He was going to kill the spirit of the goods.

Silence all the way, small black can not hold back, finally in the station, there is no word to look for words."This mattress is of good quality."

Xiaohei pretended to say, Qian Mo backhand is a record, ask you how thick the cheek, just try the corner of the wall.

In the face of Qian Mo's electric eye torture, Yu Changmo seems to realize that he really has something. He touches his nose to quibble.

"I didn't mean to test the softness of the mattress..."

besides, give him a scraper! Qian Mo thinks that he just hit this guy too lightly.

"Second uncle, what mattress do you mean?" Yu's family members, who were waiting to meet, heard this sentence when they arrived.

Qian Mo's face turned red instantly.

There was a middle-aged man standing behind them. He was about the same age as the second master, but he had a small generation. He had to call Chang Mo an uncle.

Xiaohei Taishan collapsed in front of him and did not change his color. "Your future little aunt is more delicate. Ordinary mattresses always look down on."

This guy...

Qianmo grits his teeth. If anyone dares to tell her that Xiaohei is a kind person, she will paste the mattress on his face and do what she says!

"Ah, sleep is a big deal. I happen to know the manufacturer of Royal mattresses in country D. I'll mail one to my second aunt."

For a person of such an age, there are two aunts in one mouth, and the flattering attitude is obvious. Qian Mo is a little embarrassed, especially the topic of discussion is still like this... Well, it can't be described.

Xiao Yue, who is used to it, has been cheering for a long time.

He is the eldest son and grandson, and the main property of Yu's family is in his hands. Although these Yu's clans have their own property, they should be attached to Xiaohei and be prosperous. Naturally, they want to flatter.

"Post it to me." Xiaohei hugs Qian Mo to the room, Qian Mo secretly pinches his waist.

Driving a car is so straightforward and quiet, and there is no one else.

This day is the day before the first day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar. On the first day of the lunar calendar, Yu's clan is offering sacrifices to their ancestors.

Today, all the houses are back. Tomorrow, the big clan leader will take the big house chief and the small house clan leader together. Qian Mo thought that there were more than a dozen families gathered together, and casually swept the tomb to worship. As a result, the people arrived, and Qian Mo was suppressed.

No wonder Xiaohei has the strength to cut the old man's flowers. His family is big enough.