Chapter 1461: An Elm-Wood Head, Even Ghosts Are Helpless

Cui Xiaoqian cursed Moli up and down in her heart; she had never seen anyone so stupid.

Was she asking for help finding a job?

No.

What she wanted was money for a house!

But these words could only be thought in her heart; they could not be said out loud.

So, she "hinted" to Moli: "I said my parents can't survive in their hometown—not that they can't make a living, but that their lives are under serious threat."

"Even if they could run away, what about all the relatives I have back home? It's not realistic for everyone to just leave their hometown. Everyone in that small county knows when something happens, and even if they ran away, those people would find them. They wouldn't be able to survive anywhere..."

Moli still didn't understand.

In the brain nurtured by textbooks since childhood, he firmly believed that evil could not triumph over good, and that the law would overcome everything!

Actually, there was nothing wrong with thinking this way.

But it ran counter to Cui Xiaoqian's goal. Seeing that she couldn't get through to him, Cui Xiaoqian started her old routine—crying and threatening suicide.

Making a scene was out of the question.

Making a scene didn't fit the temperament of a seasoned green tea.

Moli fell for it, as expected. Seeing his girlfriend cry, he lost his composure and mentioned his mother again!

"Should I tell my mom about your family's situation? My mom is very capable; there isn't any problem she can't solve..."

Very capable?

Cui Xiaoqian frowned.

There probably isn't a woman on earth who likes a future mother-in-law who is "very capable," unless she is very rich.

"You don't need to worry about it, you don't need to worry about anything, just let me fend for myself and die! I will pay for my sins with my life!" She lunged toward the windowsill again, and was once again pulled back by Moli, who held her waist tightly.

"You can't die! If you die, I'll die with you!"

Cui Xiaoqian:...

She didn't want to die together; she didn't even want to die herself. She just wanted money. Why was it so difficult?

The seasoned green tea was at her wit's end with the bookworm and could only speak plainly.

She stammered for a long time, asking Moli if he could lend her a sum of money.

She would buy a new house for her parents and say that the money from "selling the house" had been recovered, and the money from the casino had been won back; the house was a gesture of filial piety from their future son-in-law to the two elders.

Fearing Moli would be unhappy, she swore: "Moli, don't worry, I won't really take your money. I'll start working tomorrow, five jobs a day, and I will definitely pay this money back to you."

Buying the house required three million.

Moli agreed without even blinking.

Cui Xiaoqian was ecstatic inside, but she backtracked with her words, saying: "No, no, how can I borrow your money to buy a house? I must have been muddled by anxiety. If outsiders find out, they will definitely gossip and say I'm after your family's property..."

The more she said this, the more Moli felt that this girl had noble character and was a rare, good girl.

Under Cui Xiaoqian's guidance, he actually wrote an IOU!

The content of the IOU was that he owed Cui Xiaoqian three million, interest-free, to be repaid within a week.

Sheng Family.

Jian Yixin walked through the front door and familiarly instructed the servant: "Go brew me a pot of tea; I'm dying of thirst."

"You're here? Sit."

As soon as Jian Yixin sat down, Sheng Yue climbed from her mother's arms into her godmother's arms.

"Godmother, hug!"

With two chubby little hands reaching out, Yueyue hugged her godmother and started kissing her!

She covered the woman's face in saliva.

"Oh, my sweet girl, Godmother missed you to death..." Jian Yixin's face was covered in saliva, but she didn't mind at all; she loved her dearly.

She had been in a great hurry when she rushed over, but now she only cared about cuddling and kissing her goddaughter, forgetting the serious business.

The servant brought the tea: "Please have some tea."

"Just put it there... wait, put it further away, don't burn Yueyue."

Shi Youxuan scolded her youngest daughter: "Yueyue, get down. Don't cling to your godmother like a vine on a tree. Your godmother is thirsty; let her drink some water."

"Yueyue blow-blow."

The little one didn't get down, but turned her head toward the teacup and puffed out her little cheeks to blow hard twice.

"Cool, hot, cry!"

Seeing her actions, Jian Yixin loved her even more.

She said to Shi Youxuan: "God is truly biased, giving all the intelligence to your family. Someone so small is already like a little spirit; it's impossible not to love her."

Shi Youxuan forcibly took Yueyue over and told her to go play on the side and stop causing trouble.

Only then did Jian Yixin pick up the teacup and take two sips.

"Xuanxuan, I'm going to Jiang University. Will you come with me?"

"What are you going to Jiang University for?"

Before she could answer, Shi Youxuan answered for her: "Are you planning to go to Jiang University to find Moli and earnestly persuade him to cherish his life and stay away from Cui Xiaoqian?"

"Something like that."

Jian Yixin said: "I intend to be polite before resorting to force. If he listens to me and can break up with that woman, that would be best. If he doesn't agree, I'll have him take a leave of absence and bring him back by force."

"Our child doesn't need to go to university to change his fate. Even if he stays at home for a lifetime, I can afford to support him!"

Shi Youxuan:...

Well, Shi Youxuan knew her best friend was a bit paranoid and a bit radical, but she had still underestimated Jian Yixin's "ability."

She did not directly say that doing so would not work, but instead gave an "Oh," and reminded her: "Since you have already planned everything out, why are you still asking me to go? You should take a few bodyguards with good skills along; they would be more useful than me."

Jian Yixin widened her eyes and gave a thumbs-up: "No wonder they say you are the smartest person; how did you know I brought bodyguards? The bodyguards are waiting in the car, both of them are national Sanda champions."

Shi Youxuan was once again speechless.

This person really did bring bodyguards!

"Fine, then you guys go ahead, don't waste time here with me. If you go now, you can arrive before dark and manage to drag Moli back before dinner. He hasn't eaten, so he probably doesn't have much strength and won't be able to beat your two Sanda champions!"

In fact, even if he had eaten, he still wouldn't be able to beat them.

Let alone two, one Sanda champion could easily handle ten Molis.

Jian Yixin was not stupid; she heard the sarcasm in Shi Youxuan's words.

She stomped her feet and shouted: "What is wrong with you, woman? You don't have a shred of sympathy! I came to you to help solve a problem, not specifically to travel all this way to your house to get roasted."

Shi Youxuan rolled her eyes: "I think you came here specifically to get roasted! Is that your way of solving a problem? You are trying to escalate the conflict."

"What your own son is like—even if others don't know, can you not understand it yourself? With that stubborn streak of his, he is even worse than you. If you really go and drag him back, do you believe he would dare to go on a hunger strike just to show you?"

Jian Yixin:...

She believed it.

She believed it more than anything.

But Jian Yixin was still unconvinced and muttered: "That's why I said to use courtesy before force; I came to you to have you help me persuade him."

Shi Youxuan said crisply and clearly: "I can't persuade him. You mother and son have the same temperament; the more you persuade, the more worked up you get. Unless you bump your own head and get covered in injuries, or cover someone else in injuries, you won't possibly see reason."

Jian Yixin's face flushed red, and she stood up in a fit of shame and anger: "Shi Youxuan, are you having fun? That matter happened decades ago; you are about to be a grandmother, yet you still want to bring up those old, dusty stories. Forget it, I don't need you."