C10 Where Can We Get so Much Money?

Not to mention 200,000, even 20,000 was not something she could afford.

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.

Qiao Mu tightly gripped Yue Sha's clothes. Her small hands were so forceful and powerless. Her slender fingers had a bluish-white color to them and her stomach was clenched into a ball from crying.

"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 clenched her teeth, suppressing the urge to cry out loud.

She didn't know where to get the 200,000 yuan and 200,000 yuan. To her, it was simply an astronomical amount and it was an impossible mission.

But that was her mother. She couldn't just ignore her and watch her die.

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?

She was afraid to live alone in an orphanage, afraid to be a motherless child again.

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 extremely afraid of the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world. Even though the world was vast, she was alone and had no place for her to stand in.

At that time, although he was still young, his heart was filled with thirst for his family. The hope, as well as the fear of being alone, was something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

At this moment, Qiao Mu was curled up in the corridor of the hospital. The fear in her heart was the same as when Lin Wei had lovingly said to her, "I'll send you back to the orphanage."

She was scared to death.

The winter's floor was especially cold, but the girl sitting paralyzed on the ground couldn't feel it at all. This was because the deeper coldness in her heart made her feel as if she had fallen into an icehouse, freezing all the blood in her body.

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

Qiao Mu leaned against the wall and hugged his legs. His pale face pressed against his knees and his bright eyes lost all light. He feebly looked at the wall in front of him, looking like a wooden statue made of clay.

Mama must be saved. Qiao Mu suddenly stood up. That's right, she could go find uncle. Uncle is from the underworld. He definitely knows where the buyer is!

She didn't have money, but she had organs. She had a kidney, liver, and cornea. She could sell one. Qiao Mu took out the handkerchief from her bosom. She had washed it clean, but she didn't have the chance 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 schoolbag on her shoulder and took a deep breath. Her red lips pursed into a line and her thick eyelashes were stuck together from crying.

She took a deep breath, determination in her eyes. For her mother's sake, she had to do this, at all costs.

In a room on the second floor of the bar.

"CEO, it's done." Zuo Zhen nodded and reported.

"En." Xi Muqiao, who was sitting down, slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke. He narrowed his long and narrow 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 and he finally voiced out his worries, "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 …"

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.

His gentle eyes became as cold as frost, hidden deep in the depths of his eyes. His voice was frighteningly cold, "There won't be any problems with my mom, I have my own plans for the others."

Leftie nodded and backed away. This man had always been tactful, and no matter what happened, he would easily resolve it. Nothing would deviate from his control, and that was why they had always been so devoted to him.

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."

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.

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. He hastily put down the food box, but didn't notice the photo on the desk shift its position. He only frowned slightly, as if he 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?

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.

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.

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 while seeking her own death!

She had nothing to do with that man since they were from two different worlds. However, she had no other choice. As long as she could get her hands on the money, she had to give it a try.

Qiao Mu took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the panic that lingered in his heart, "Qiao Mu, do your best! Anything can be done for my mother. "