The small restaurant was on the side of an old road. The surrounding buildings were old, and one could see the old brick buildings in the distance.

The place had never been demolished. Yun Zhibin and Su Xiuling were actually a little worried at first because they were afraid that song Mian had never seen such a shabby place.

However, when they came here for a family banquet, their brother-in-law opened a restaurant and did not use it. If he insisted on ordering it elsewhere, wouldnt he be disrespecting his brother-in-law?

This was especially so for the two sons of her brother-in-law and his wife. They had cherished Yun Xiangxiang since they were young. In order to take into consideration that Yun Xiangxiang was a famous person, they closed the restaurant for the day and only served song Mian. They were afraid that other guests would see it and cause trouble for Yun Xiangxiang.

Seeing that song Mian had maintained a decent smile and was not uncomfortable with the old chair and the messy cas.h.i.+er desk, Su Xiuling and Yun Zhibin were relieved. They could not help but like song Mian More.

Yun Xiangxiang knew that she was eating at her uncles place. She had never been worried about Song Mian.

His experience was not like an outsider looking at his imposing appearance. He was a rich young master who had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

His uncle was a man with low education. He was still a little nervous when he met Song Mian, his nieces boyfriend who looked like he had walked out of a painting.

Song Mian was wearing a very ordinary brand of sportswear today. Even so, he was well-educated. From his sitting posture and walking posture, he was different from an ordinary person. He could easily sense his uncles nervousness, he would deliberately reply with a little shyness.

For this meal, his uncle went to buy the vegetables early in the morning and picked the best and best dishes to cook personally.

The atmosphere was originally very good. Yun Xiangxiangs youngest uncle initially greeted him, but he did not say much after that. Occasionally, he would ask about song Mians family situation. However, it was all about money, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Yun Xiangxiangs first uncle tried to persuade him a few times before he managed to maintain the atmosphere.

When he was almost done eating, his youngest uncle drank a gla.s.s of wine and said, Little song, how much betrothal gifts do you plan to give your niece?

Yun Xiangxiangs expression turned ugly as she thought about it.

Song Mian was well-mannered. My father will discuss it with uncle. Uncle, you only have one daughter. We will definitely treat her well.

Its good that you dont treat her badly. My niece is a big star. She earns tens of millions of Yuan a year...

Su Chengcai, you started to go crazy after drinking a few cups of cat urine, didnt you?Uncle Su immediately reprimanded.

Big Brother, why are you so fierce? Our Chengcai is doing this for our nieces good.Little aunt immediately flew into a rage, We are not the kind of people who dont recognize our relatives when we have become rich. As juniors, we dont treat us as seniors. As seniors, we will still care about juniors.

Yun Xiangxiang thought about it and frowned. She could understand the meaning of these words.

Her uncle had borrowed money from her several times, but she had never borrowed it. An elder asking for money from a junior was shameless enough. The first thing he said was a few million.

They had seen the news and thought that she was quite famous. Money was definitely as easy as a gust of wind.

Regardless of whether it was easy for her to earn money, she had the obligation to use the money she earned to add to the bottomless pit?

If her uncle was a talented person, Yun Xiangxiang would certainly be willing to help him appropriately. The key was that he was an idiot who was eager for quick success, ambitious, and had unrealistic ideas!

Big Brother, we have finished eating. You and your sister-in-law have gone to a lot of trouble today. Zhibin still has cla.s.s tomorrow, so we have to go back early.Su Xiuling stood up and said goodbye to her uncle with a pleasant expression.

Indeed, they had almost finished eating. If it were any other time, they would definitely be asked to stay. Her uncle glared at her brother and sent them out, he also apologized to song Mian, Little Song, my brother is drunk. Dont take his nonsense to heart.

Song Mian naturally did not mind.

His uncle looked at song Mian and did not seem to be speaking out of turn. He would not vent his anger on Yun Xiangxiang. He would only be relieved if it affected his perception of Yun Xiangxiang.

Your uncle doesnt look like your uncle and mother.When only the two of them were left, song Mian would tell Yun Xiangxiang.

? I also think that he looks like someone who was picked up.His character and appearance did not look alike. But he is my own flesh and blood. I have an aunt, and she is like him.

Yun Xiangxiang did not have the n.o.ble character of not speaking about the elders behind their backs when dealing with these two people.

However, she did not know that uncle Su had always thought that his niece was someone important. Gradually, because of this reason, he began to inflate.

He often bragged to everyone that he was Yun Xiangxiangs uncle. He had gotten to know many people in society. When they knew that he had a rich niece, they set him up. They brought him along to gamble until his eyes turned red. At this moment, he owed a large sum of money.

The previous few times he asked Yun Xiangxiang for money, it was not because he wanted to start a project, but because he wanted to settle this gambling debt.

Recently, he was scared of being chased by debt, but he did not dare to say it directly.

On this day, Yun Xiangxiang was resting at home when the door was knocked on. Yun Xiangxiang saw a few people with bad intentions through the peephole. She initially did not want to open the door, but the neighbor next door was alerted and came out to ask.

The other party said loudly, Im here to collect the debt.

Yun Xiangxiang was furious when she heard that. She pulled the door open. What debt?

Your uncle Su Cheng just owes US 17 million.The person rubbed his chin and looked yun Xiangxiang up and down with a greedy and disgusting gaze.

Qianqian, call the police. Tell them that someone is hara.s.sing the residential area.Yun Xiangxiang instructed song Qian without a second word.

The other party did not expect Yun Xiangxiang, who was a public figure, to make such a big deal out of nothing.

Didnt boss say that people like Yun Xiangxiang cared about reputation the most?

Otherwise, why would they come to her door so brazenly?

Wasnt she afraid that a gambling-addicted uncle would have a huge impact on her reputation?

Moreover, song Qian did not hesitate and really called the police in front of them.

You are porcelain, and we are rubble. You are the one who will suffer the consequences,the other party threatened fiercely.

What losses will I suffer?Yun Xiangxiang sneered, Dont talk about your uncle. Even if you are a biological father, there is no reason for children to repay debts when they are alive. When a person dies, as long as they do not inherit property, there is no reason for a father to repay debts and children to repay debts.

When will this debt be repaid by the relatives who have money?

The debt collector choked.

There is a reason for the injustice, and there is a reason for the debt. I dont owe you any money. Now get out of here. The next time I see you, Dont blame me for not being polite.Yun Xiangxiang turned around and closed the door.

Yun Xiangxiang did not have a good impression of people who came to collect debts. These people were either extremely evil or evil. In short, they were not normal people.

After closing the door, Yun Xiangxiang made a call and told song Mian about this. The Yun familys house was not big, and Song Mian and Yun Xiangxiang were not married, so they definitely could not stay here.

It just so happened that he had something to do today, so he did not accompany Yun Xiangxiang.

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