"How many days will this business trip take?" Song Xiaomo asked.

The HR side was not sure yet, so they replied, "This is not sure yet, but it will take at least a week. This project is very important, and you must do a good job of supporting it."

"At least a week?! No way...my mother is seriously ill now, and I can't leave her for so long." Song Xiaomo was so anxious that she almost shed tears.

The personnel department was stunned for a moment, and they could understand Song Xiaomo's situation. But work cannot be delayed, someone has to do it.

"Xiao Mo, how about this? This time we will arrange for another administrative assistant to take over for you, but only this time. If you need to travel next week, you will be able to travel next week and the next week.

Come on. We can’t delay here!”

He is not such an unkind person in terms of personnel matters, so this time he will temporarily arrange for a substitute to come over. One week is enough for Song Xiaomo to arrange her mother's affairs, so there should be no problem.

"Oh, okay...thank you."

Song Xiaomo hung up the phone, but tears had already wet her cheeks.

She felt very uncomfortable. She really didn't expect that He Tingxiao would suddenly cancel all assistance to her mother.

But this is reasonable. Originally, the two of them had nothing to do with each other. Even if Xu Yang and Xu Huan were his biological sons, these two children were nothing more than an accident to He Tingxiao.

Song Xiaomo went to her mother's old house and wanted to tidy up the house. Maybe she would have to take her mother back in a few days, as well as their mother and son. They had no place to go for the time being, so they might have to live together with their mother.

"Dong dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Song Xiaomo ran to the door and asked.

The people outside said impatiently, "We are friends of Song Qing! Open the door!"

The visitor was evil. Song Xiaomo was alone at home, so she was very scared. She couldn't help but her voice trembled and asked, "What do you want from him?"

The name of the person mentioned by those people was his father, but his father had passed away a long time ago. What were these people here to do?

The group of people continued to knock on the door, "Open the door! Open the door and let's talk! We can't keep standing at the door, right?!"

Of course, Song Xiaomo didn't dare to open the door. She was at home alone, and the people who came were all rude men. No one could confirm their identities. What if something happened... But what should I do?

"Open the door, open the door! If you don't open the door, we will smash it!" The leader was very arrogant.

The few people behind also echoed, "Don't think that the debt will be paid off when a person dies. The father's debt is paid by the son! Just kick your legs and the money will be all over?!"

Song Xiaomo was shocked, it turned out that this group of people were here to demand payment.

When my father's business lost money, someone came to ask for debt, but my father couldn't get the money back, so he was beaten to death by the debtor.

"Can you do it?! People in the house, please open the door for us!" The sound of this group of people banging on the door became louder and louder, and they were not afraid of disturbing the people. Finally, they even took things and started to pry open the door, which made Song Xiaomo's heart pick up in her throat.

Eye.

"Calm down... I'll open the door right now, but I'm at home now. If anything happens, let's talk through the safety fence." Song Xiaomo only opened one layer of the door, leaving a layer of fence to separate them from the door.

But people on both sides can see each other clearly, and talking becomes more convenient.

When the leader saw that the door was opened by a delicate little woman, he felt less sleepy just now. He smiled at Song Xiaomo coquettishly, and then said, "Little girl, who are you Song Qing?"

Song Xiaomo answered truthfully, "It's my father."

"Oh? I didn't expect Song Qing's daughter to be so beautiful. Haha~" The man moved forward with malicious intent. Fortunately, there was this layer of safety fence blocking it. Fortunately, Song Xiaomo hid in time, otherwise his

His hands were about to pinch Song Xiaomo's chin.

"Uncle, you said that my father owes you money, do you have any evidence?" Song Xiaomo clearly remembered that she had summoned these creditors before and explained to them the repayment of the debt.

In order to liquidate the debt, Song Xiaomo has asked her cousin to sell the Song family's old house. Although the debt has not been paid off in full, it is enough to cover the debt. Song Xiaomo will pay off the rest while working.

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But where did this group of people come from? I have never seen them before!

"Brothers, show this little girl the IOU." The leading man asked the people behind him to take out the IOU.

Song Xiaomo didn't understand these things very well, but looking at the pages of her contract, it was clear that the loan had gone through formal legal procedures. Even though this group of people were rude and brutal, they were very cautious when it came to borrowing money.

"Do you understand, little girl? I can tell you that the money must be returned to us within three days. Otherwise, this house will be sold to pay off our debt!" the man said fiercely.

Song Xiaomo was completely dumbfounded. She might be bringing her children and mother to live here soon. These guys actually let her sell her house to pay off her debts at her most critical moment?

She just felt that her mind was blank, and she seemed to have reached a desperate situation...

However, what Song Xiaomo didn't know was that just after the group left, a man in a luxury car gave them a reward.

"Thank you, Mr. He! Thank you, Mr. He!" The leader nodded and bowed to the man in the luxury car.

The person sitting in the luxury car was He Tingxiao. His deep eyes were looking in the direction of the window of Song Xiaomo's house. He just watched quietly, and his emotions could not be seen.

"Hehe, Mr. He. If you ever need anything like this in the future, just come to me. I'm familiar with all the brothers in this area. Why don't you just threaten a little girl? It's trivial to me!" The leading man smiled.

, the scarred face also trembled. He was nostalgic for Song Xiaomo's beauty, with an aftertaste hanging on his lips, "By the way, Mr. He... that little girl is quite beautiful, so dewy!"

He Tingxiao's eyes suddenly froze, and then he said coldly to the scar-faced man, "Don't try to trick her! Stay away from her in the future!"

"This..." Scarface had a question mark on his face. He Tingxiao was the one who asked them to threaten Song Xiaomo before, and now it is He Tingxiao who is protecting Song Xiaomo.

Does this domineering president have a special hobby?

Well, I really don’t understand what these rich people are thinking now. It’s really poverty that limits their imagination...

"Mr. He, may I ask, what is your relationship with Miss Song?" The scarred man was completely confused.

A hint of impatience flashed in He Tingxiao's cold eyes, and his tone was oppressive, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

The butler on the side also said quickly, "Don't ask around if you shouldn't ask. Take the money and leave quickly."

"Yes, yes, Mr. He. Look at my mouth, it's full of nonsense." The scarred man laughed a few times, lightly slapped his mouth, and then called to the other men, "Brothers, go back.
Chapter completed!