I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Qingqing knew Song Mushen's worries. The Song family was a well-known family, and their circle was limited. It would be a very embarrassing thing to break up with them to take back the things they had given away, and it would definitely do more harm than good.

Otherwise, Song Mushen is a lawyer, and he can recover most of this large gift in the name of the parents, but he just needs to have some face.

"Dad, I will let Liu Fengyi return the money on his own initiative and will not embarrass you. I can't sleep if he doesn't get it back. It's 800 million, not 8." The start-up fund can't just be gone.

"Do you have any idea?"

"I'm thinking about it. I can always think of it."

"As long as it doesn't get out of hand, you can try it if you want. Qingqing, you were seriously injured this time, and many people know about it. Dad told everyone that you had lost your memory because of the ridiculous things that ghosts did before. I believe no one will hold on to it. After all, it's a waste of youth if you don't act frivolously, not to mention that you just can't get the love you want.

But now that your injury has healed, it is not rational to cause disgraceful trouble for a little money. You still want to work in finance in the future, so your reputation in terms of money should be maintained.”

"Dad, I know. Don't worry, I know my limits."

"Qingqing, you've fallen behind in your studies over the past two years, and you've only just barely passed each time. You and Song Xingwan are in the same university, so now is not the best time for you to go back to school. Dad will hire a tutor for you, and you can study outside first and try to catch up on the missed lessons. What do you think?"

"Okay, Dad, you arrange it."

After Song Qingqing returned to the ward, a text message immediately popped up on her cell phone, indicating that 200 million yuan had been deposited into her bank card.

An hour later, Song Qingqing received two text messages on her mobile phone, indicating that 50 yuan had been deposited into her bank card respectively.

The Song Xuan brothers even sent a WeChat message specifically saying that it was pocket money for Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing leaned on the hospital bed, thinking about how to make Liu Fengyi willingly return the money to the original owner? Although 800 million was not spent, or million must have been spent.

You can try fighting poison with poison. Song Xingwan used love to control Liu Fengyi, and others can use the same method.

Song Qingqing worked like a tiger on the computer, and then installed anti-virus software on her mobile phone.

After Song Qingqing prepared 20 yuan in cash, she removed Liu Fengyi's phone number and WeChat from the blacklist, waiting for him to come to her house and repay the money.

Song Qingqing called Liu Fengyi's roommate and ordinary friend using an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?"

Song Qingqing used a voice changer, "Li Minjun, is it convenient for you to talk? What I say is very important to you, you'd better find a place where there is no one."

Li Minjun felt a lump in his heart. He thought about all the mistakes he had made in his life and only felt at ease after confirming that he had not done anything against the law or harmed others.

"No one's here now. Who are you? What do you want from me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I want to make a deal with you. I need you to tell Liu Fengyi that Song Xingwan doesn't like her because she thinks he's a gigolo, that he's incompetent, and that he can't give her a sense of security, and make Liu Fengyi believe it.

I'll give you 20 yuan as hard work fee, do you want to do it? Or not? With this money, you can go to graduate school without any worries. "

Song Qingqing's last words deeply touched Li Minjun, "Just a few words?"

"Yes, put it nicely."

"I'll do it." If a man doesn't work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. It's not illegal, so why not do it?

"I'll send you a text message later. Open it. It contains the address where I put the cash. This is my sincerity. Remember, if you take the money and don't do the job, I will make you pay 10 times the amount."

After Song Qingqing hung up the phone, she immediately sent the text message containing the virus.

Li Minjun hesitated for more than ten seconds, clicked on the text message, clicked on the link, and then found the 20 cash buried under the tree based on the address.

Li Minjun was very happy to get the cash, but what he didn't know was that the moment he clicked on the link, his phone was controlled by Song Qingqing, who could remotely control his phone.

Song Qingqing immediately deleted their call records and removed the permanent recording button to pretend that there was no recording.

Li Minjun did not deposit the 20 yuan into the bank, but called his father to take it home and keep it.

Li Minjun found a suitable opportunity and tactfully expressed what Song Qingqing wanted him to say.

Liu Fengyi was very angry after hearing this. "Which bastard is talking nonsense! My family has opened several large supermarkets? Assets exceed 100 million. I am the only child of the Liu family. Who is a gigolo? How can I be interested in Song Qingqing's little melons and two dates?"

"Feng Yi, I also heard about it. I was afraid that this rumor would affect your reputation, so I told you this specifically. After all, you pursued me... I won't say it anymore. If you don't like to hear it, I won't say it anymore." What a good life! Even if you work hard all your life, you may not be able to reach the heights that others are born with.

Liu Fengyi: “…” Is this really the reason why Xingwan doesn’t accept me?

The more Liu Fengyi thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt and the angrier he became. He felt that it was Song Qingqing who had harmed him.

Liu Fengyi was so angry that he immediately called Song Qingqing's phone number, completely forgetting that he had been blocked by Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing smiled when she saw the incoming call, "The God of Wealth is here to send money."

Song Qingqing reached out to take it, but before she could say anything, she heard a curse in her ear, "Song Qingqing, did you tell others that I am your gigolo? You just can't stand seeing me doing well. I told you that I don't like you, why are you still pestering me? You haunt me all day long. Do I care about your little things? Do I need money? I'm telling you, I don't need money."

Song Qingqing: "..." You're scolding me, right? I wanted to give you 500 million, but now I can't calm down without 800 million.

"Liu Fengyi, what's wrong with you? I spent 800 million to pursue you. I spent millions on you, and now I'm sick?" I've told you the amount, so pay me back if you have the guts!

"Yes, who cares about your dirty money."

"I'm so pissed off. You spend my money and still try to show off. You're such a loser. No wonder Xing Wan doesn't like you."

Song Qingqing used her trump card to force Liu Fengyi to offer to pay back the money.

"Send me your card number. I won't take a dime less of your money. Don't show up in front of me anymore. I, Liu Fengyi, am not a gigolo."

Song Qingqing hung up the phone immediately and sent the bank card number to Liu Fengyi within 6 seconds.

Liu Fengyi transferred all the funds he had at his disposal to Song Qingqing, and also transferred 350 million from the family account to make up the 800 million for Song Qingqing.

When Song Qingqing heard that 800 million had arrived, she suddenly felt that Liu Fengyi was quite cute.

"For the sake of 800 million and our schoolmate history, don't worry, I will never let you hang yourself on Song Xingwan's tree."