When Lin Qinchang heard his wife crying, he was instantly enraged, "You're crying! I'm not dead yet."

"You--"

Shu Mei choked for a long time, unable to say a word.

Mo Han took a deep breath and whispered, "Auntie, let me talk to uncle."

"Uncle, where are you now?" After a pause, she added in a calm voice, "I want to hear the truth."

"I--"

Lin Qinchang opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

When he thought of the ten million he owed him, he wished he could die now. Lanlan must be extremely disappointed in him,

Seeing that Lin Qinchang had been silent for a long time, Li Biao took the phone from his hand and smiled sinisterly, "It's Miss Mo! My name is Li Biao, just call me Brother Biao …"

Hearing the words "Big Brother Biao", Mo Han's face instantly changed as she tightened her grip on her phone.

She remembered that this man named Brother Biao had borrowed the 500,000 yuan she had returned on behalf of Lin Qinchang from this man. Afterwards, she asked Shen Donglin to help her find out about this man.

This man called Brother Biao was a hooligan who was lending usury at the casino.

Mo Han took a deep breath and said, "I know you."

"Since Young Miss Mo knows about me, then things will be easier. There's no need for me to explain anything to you. It's like this. Your uncle Lin Qinchang borrowed 10 million from me."

"Ten million?"

Hearing this number, Mo Han couldn't help but take a deep breath. Even if she was sold, it wouldn't be worth so much money!

"Miss Mo, if you suspect it, it's 10 million yuan. Your uncle personally wrote the IOU, his signature and his handprint are not bad at all. In order to prevent him from defaulting, I even specially asked someone to take a video to make sure that he wrote the IOU in a sober state."

"By the way, Miss Mo, in our line of work, we only care about our reputation, so don't worry. As long as you arrive at the port within 48 hours, your uncle will be fine."

After a pause, Li Biao continued, "Of course, if you don't come, then your uncle will …"

"Wanwan, you must come! Uncle doesn't want to die, Wanwan, you must save me …"

Lin Qinchang's terrified shout came from the phone.

Shu Mei, who was at the side, was frightened to hear this. She was obviously frightened.

That's 10 million! How could Mo Han take out ten million within forty-eight hours!

However, Old Lin was doomed if he couldn't bring it out.

"Wanwan, please, save your uncle. He is your only relative in this world, Wanwan …"

Mo Han put her hand on her forehead and slowly closed her eyes, feeling indescribable exhaustion in her heart.

It was her uncle, her only relative in the world.

Her eyes gradually became moist. She raised her head and forcefully forced back the mist in her eyes.

"Brother Biao." Mo Han took a deep breath and seemed to have made a decision. "To tell you the truth, I don't have 10 million. Even if I do, I won't use 10 million to repay my uncle's gambling debt …"

"Wanwan!"

Almost at the same time, Shu Mei and Lin Qinchang let out cries of fear.

"Wanwan, you can't do this! You can't do this! He's your uncle, you can't watch him die!"

Aunt Shu Mei grabbed Mo Han's arm forcefully.

Mo Han was in pain and couldn't help but frown. His tone was clear and cold, "He asked for it!"

Shu Mei was stunned and still refused to let go. "Wanwan, I beg of you! You can't do this. If you don't return this sum of money for him, he will definitely die. He is still your uncle …"

"Aunt, that's 10 million! Even if you sell me, I'm afraid it's not worth that much!"

Mo Han covered her forehead with a headache.

That was a gambling debt!

Li Biao's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "Miss Mo, are you really planning to watch your uncle be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks?"

Mo Han was a little angry and furrowed her brows. "I already said that he asked for it!"

"Alright, Miss Mo, I won't rush you either. There are still 48 hours left. If my men don't see you at the harbor in 48 hours, then you can just wait and collect your uncle's corpse!"

"Oh, no! This person has been thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. He even took in a corpse of a laborer!"

"Miss Mo, let's do this first! I'll be waiting for you."

When Mo Han wanted to say something, a hurried bustling sound suddenly came from the handset, "Dudu--"

Unspeakably ear-piercing.

She lowered her arms weakly, her lowered eyes gloomy and unclear.

Shu Mei did not dare to say anything more to her, afraid that she would really not care about anything in a fit of anger, so she just stood by the side crying.

Ten million!

That's 10 million!

Mo Hanyi sat on the sofa. In 48 hours, how could she raise 10 million yuan in such a short period of time!

Seeing Mo Han's head lowered and silent, Aunt Shu Mei secretly glanced at her from time to time.

"Wanwan, I know your uncle did something wrong this time. He promised you that he wouldn't gamble again, but …"

"But Wanwan! He's still your uncle. If you don't save him, he'll really die."

Mo Han suddenly raised her head to look at Shu Mei, her apricot eyes clear and cold.

Shu Mei's heart skipped a beat. She felt inexplicably guilty and didn't even dare to look at her.

"Auntie, it was my uncle who told Meng Sheng about my connection, right? Presumably, it won't be in vain. Tell me! What benefits did he give you? This house …"

At this point, Mo Han smiled. She took a closer look at the surroundings and found that they were all new.

Shu Mei subconsciously retorted, "No, no, Wanwan, this house …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Mo Han interrupted coldly, "This piece of land was once bought by my father and belonged to the Mo Group Group. Now, it has been developed into a high-end residential area by the MT Group."

"Aunt, please don't tell me. This is just a coincidence. You bought this house yourself, or … rented it."

She lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips was especially mocking, "Do you all think I'm stupid? Or do you think I won't argue with you? Aunt, you should know that I hate him and wish he died, but you …"

Mo Han took a deep breath and stood up.

She clenched her fingers tightly. Her fingernails were almost embedded in the tender flesh of her palm. It was very painful, but she could not feel it at all.

"Ten million! I don't have it, and I can't raise that much. I borrowed five hundred thousand from last time and still haven't paid it back."

Mo Han had already made it very clear that she would not save Lin Qinchang.

When Shu Mei heard this, her face turned deathly pale, like a wall that had just been painted white. "Wanwan, he is your uncle, your only relative in this world. Are you, are you really not going to save him?"

Mo Han suddenly laughed.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes flashing with sparkling tears as she stared straight at Shu Mei, whose face was deathly pale.

"Save me? How can I do that? Aunt, it's not a thousand yuan, it's ten million yuan. Even if I borrow it, I can't borrow it in such a short period of time!"

Hearing Mo Han's words, Shu Mei's expression became even uglier. "But, if you don't save him, he will really die."

Mo Han gritted her teeth in hatred at the thought of her only uncle being so disappointing. She wanted to die.

She said that she would not save him, but how could she really stand by and watch? That was the uncle she was playing with when she was a child, a close relative of hers.

"Wanwan, to tell you the truth, this house … Ah!"

Shu Mei sighed slightly.

"Your uncle is also doing it for your own good. He knows that he doesn't have much ability, and he can't earn much money. If he doesn't earn money, he can't live in a big house. But he just wants to give you a home."

"It was Meng Sheng who took the initiative to find us. He looked for us several times. He was very polite to us."

"Wanwan, you are no longer the Miss Mo you used to be. You have to rely on yourself now. You don't know how hard it is to live without money. Your uncle just wants to see you live a better life."

Mo Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone was still clear and cold, "Enough! Stop talking."

"Wanwan …"

"No matter how much you say, I can't borrow 10 million."

That's the truth.

After saying that, she turned around and left without looking back. This time, she really seemed to be helpless.

Seeing that Mo Han was leaving, Shu Mei was so shocked that she hurriedly chased after him, "Wanwan …"

Mo Han did not turn around and continued forward.

Until she walked into the elevator, she held back her tears for a long time and finally burst into tears without warning.

However, she was worried about being discovered, so she tried her best to raise her head.

Back in the car, Mo Han curled herself up in the driver's seat, her weak shoulders trembling slightly, tears flowing down her cheeks, no matter how hard she tried.

"Dad, I miss you. I miss you so much …"

After a long time, she seemed to be tired from crying. She finally raised her head, and her pair of clear apricot eyes flashed with determination.

Ten million!

Mo Han took out a pen and paper from her bag. She thought about it carefully and wrote down the names of ten people.

These ten people were all her uncles. They had all been blessed by her father before. Now, each of them was worth more than ten million yuan.

Actually, before this, she had never thought that one day she would take the initiative to find them again.

Mo Han took a deep breath and picked up her phone to make a phone call.

The first one was called Zhong Muchu. She was seven years younger than her father. Back then, she also called him uncle. He was now very successful in the tourism industry. It was said that his wealth had already exceeded 100 million yuan.

It was a woman who answered the phone. A delicate voice made a man's entire body go soft when he heard it. Yet another Earth Mo was as hard as iron. Mo Han revealed her identity.

Soon, a man's deep voice came from the other end of the phone. "It's Wanwan! Is he out of prison?"

Back then, the news about the Mo Clan spread throughout the entire circle, and almost everyone knew about it.

"Yes, Uncle Zhong." Mo Han said, "Uncle Zhong, I'm here to borrow a sum of money from you. Five million yuan."

She didn't talk too much and went straight to the point.

These people were too shrewd. Rather than beating around the bush and probing around the bush, it would be better to have a good saber strike.

"Five million?" Zhong Muchu was stunned, "Wanwan, this is not a small sum of money!"

Mo Han took a deep breath and said seriously, "I know, but I will return it to you."

"How about this! I happen to be on a business trip in Cloud City. Why don't we meet tonight first?"

"…"

Mo Han hesitated.

The man on the other end of the phone suddenly smiled. He reached out and hugged the beauty beside him and said, "Wanwan, you know, this five million is not a small sum. I can't just give it to you casually, right?"

"Alright, let's meet. Where are you? I'll drive over to find you now."

"Royal Clubhouse."

…

Mo Han did not expect that she would be so successful. She only made a phone call and wanted to lend her money.

Actually, she had also considered it for a while before deciding to put Zhong Muchu in the same spot.

Half an hour later, Mo Han's car stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Clubhouse.

The address Zhong Muchu gave her was not a private room for K-singing, but the presidential suite in the clubhouse.