I might be a little late
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At this time, Qiao Feng was so angry that he couldn't speak. The hand holding the cigarette box was trembling slightly.
He fixed his eyes on Qiao Lei and said in a choked voice,"" 500000, Lei, it's 500000!
What kind of sin did our Qiao family commit to have such an unfilial son like you? tell me, what should we do with this 500000 Yuan? tell me!"
Qiao Feng grabbed his hair with one hand and his eyes were filled with despair.
The 300,000 Yuan from last time was the money he had earned by selling his house in his hometown. What about this time?
Where would they find so many houses to sell?
Qiao Lei was also stunned by Qiao Feng's roar. He was stunned for a moment and said in a panic,""Dad, there must be a way!"
"A way? what other way is there?" Qiao Feng's breathing was rapid, as if he was going to pass out the next second.
Liu Yun was also worried that he would get angry, so she quickly went up to comfort him and patted his back.