C10

She couldn't afford it at all. The money she earned from working three times a day, all except for her mother's hospital bills and daily expenses, was scant. Not to mention 200,000, even 20,000 was not something she could afford.

"What should I do? Where can I get so much money?" The tears fell drop by drop onto the white floor like a splash of water. They burst open, leaving faint traces of water on the floor.

Qiao Mu tightly gripped the clothes on her chest. His small hands were so forceful and powerless. Her slender fingers had a bluish white hue to them and her stomach was clenched into a ball from crying.

Qiao Mu tightly clenched her teeth, preventing herself from crying out loud.

She was like a small beast trapped in a cage, completely panicking. She didn't know where she should go to get the 200,000 yuan. To her, this was simply an astronomical figure. It was an impossible task.

However, that was her mother. She could not possibly ignore her and helplessly watch as she lost her life.

Her father's gambling debt had not been paid off even now. From time to time, his creditors would come knocking to collect their debts. What was she going to do?

It was her mother who had brought her back from the orphanage. They had been living off each other, and although their lives had been tough, they still had a home. She was afraid to live alone in an orphanage, afraid to be a motherless child again.

She was extremely afraid of that feeling, as if she had been abandoned by the entire world. The world was vast, yet she was alone and had no place in her heart.

At that time, even though she was young, her heart's desire for family love and fear of loneliness was something that she would never forget for her entire life.

When Lin Wei's face was full of tender affection towards her, who was covered in wounds, she said, "I'll send you back to the orphanage. She's scared to death." At this moment, Qiao Mu was curled up in the corridor of the hospital. Fear once again filled her heart.

The winter's floor was exceptionally cold, but the girl sitting on the ground couldn't feel it at all. This was because she could feel an even colder feeling in her heart. Qiao Mu felt as if she had fallen into an icehouse. It was as if all the blood in her body had frozen over. Her face was cold to the point that her fingers were trembling and her complexion was pale.

What should he do? What was she supposed to do?

Qiao Mu leaned against the wall and hugged her legs. Her pale face pressed against her knees, and the light in her eyes lost its luster. She stared blankly at the wall before him like a statue.

Mother must be saved, no money, but she has organs, she has a kidney, liver, cornea, she can sell one. Qiao Mu suddenly stood up, yes, she could go find uncle, uncle is from the underworld, she definitely knows where there are buyers!

Qiao Mu took out the handkerchief that she held in her arms. She had already washed it clean, but she did not have the opportunity to return it to him.

She didn't know where she should go to find him. She didn't have his contact information, so she could only go to that bar to try her luck.

Qiao Mu gripped the bag on her shoulder and took a deep breath. Her red lips pursed into a line and her thick eyelashes were stuck together by her tears from crying. Her eyes were firm. For her mother, she must succeed, at all costs.

In a room on the second floor of the bar.

"CEO, it's done." Left Wing reported.

"En," Xi Muqiao, who was sitting down, slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke. He narrowed his long and slender eyes and flicked his cigarette towards the ashtray on the tea table. What is Qiao Mu's reaction? "

Left-wing took a look at the man leaning against the back of the sofa with his long legs crossed and his eyes half-closed, and whispered, "Miss Qiao is very sad. She sat in the corridor of the hospital and cried for a long time.

Xi Muqiao lowered his legs. His half-closed eyelashes made it hard for others to see the emotions behind them. However, his slightly wrinkled brows betrayed the pain in his heart. "Prepare a contract."

Leftie's lips moved for a moment before he voiced out his concerns, "CEO, shouldn't we discuss this with the old lady? "After all, this is your life and death affair, and the Second Master has always been eyeing us covetously …"

His gentle eyes turned as cold as ice. Hidden deep within the depths of his eyes, his voice was terrifyingly cold, "There won't be any problems with my mom. As for the others …"

Xi Muqiao sneered. What did the other people's feelings have to do with him? He had been keeping an eye on the Second Bro, so he wouldn't be able to create any trouble for himself.

The fog outside the window cleared, the sun climbed up the branches, and the golden sunlight shone through the French windows onto the man's body, making him jump. The man was silent, as if a god had descended.

As he lazily leaned against the sofa, a faint smile could be seen at the corner of Xi Muqiao's eyes. The cold lines of his handsome face softened, and his mood was like the bright and beautiful sun outside the window. His handsome and profound eyes narrowed as he muttered, "After thinking about it for so many years, it's finally coming true."

Even if he had used such a disgraceful method, even if doing this would make her sad, even if she would blame him in the future, he still decided to do it. He could not watch his little girl struggle through hardships.

He would end it all, he would keep her beside him, never out of his sight again.

For the past decade or so, fate had betrayed his little girl, and for the next few decades, he would compensate her by several times, hold her in his hands, and give her a great amount of care and love.

Qiao Mu, who had just left the hospital, went home first. She hastily put down the food box, but didn't notice the photo on the desk shift its position. She only frowned slightly, as if she smelt a faint scent of tobacco and aftershave, which was very familiar.

"What smell?" Qiao Mu took a careful sniff and the smell was indistinct. Qiao Mu did not understand how such a smell could appear in her room. Could it be that she was hallucinating? Or was the winter room too humid?

Opening the window to blow away the smell of tobacco in the room, the cold wind seemed to have found a new passage, crazily pouring in. It was so cold! He closed the window again and folded the handkerchief, then carefully put it back into the inside pocket of his cotton jacket.

Thinking about what she was going to do next, Qiao Mu's face was still frighteningly pale. Her pale little hands covered the location of her heart. Through the cotton clothing, she could feel her vigorous heartbeat.

She knew that man was the head of the underworld. After what had happened last time, she should keep her distance and not stick close to him like she was now.

She and that man were originally from two different worlds, so they shouldn't have interacted. However, she had no other choice. As long as she could get her hands on the money, she would give it a try, even if she knew that the price would be huge.

"For mother, we can do anything. Qiao Mu, do your best." Qiao Mu took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress the sense of panic that lingered in her heart as she walked out the door.