Addicted to Marriage: The Black-bellied President Billions of Love

It's already reached this point, if you go to see Song Juan again, it will be no different from deliberately giving away the head.

"Should I go..." Chu You porridge wanted to refuse, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly remembered what Lu Ye said just now.

Even if it wasn't for Song Juan, it was still necessary for the two of them to meet again for the sake of the old man.

Originally, it was just a verbal promise, if she hadn't insisted on getting a contract, Lu Ye wouldn't have caught her straight.

Now no doubt it caused them other troubles.

Even if she believed that Song Juan was not afraid, she would have to return the Song family's island sooner or later.

The longer it is delayed, the harder it will be to pay back.

Let's deal with it together this time.

I took the contract and returned the island again.

Escaping is not the solution after all.

"Okay, I see." Chu Youzhou hung up the phone, exhausted physically and mentally, but his mind was extremely clear.

Staring at the ceiling all night without sleep.

The next day, Mrs. Song.

Early in the morning, the secretary came to find Song Juan.

"Master, I found something interesting." The secretary turned on the computer and turned to Song Juan.

Song Juan was eating breakfast, a little absent-minded: "Huh?"

"Miss Fu recently repaid an online loan."

Song Juan suddenly became interested, Miss Fu still needs an online loan?
Or this kind of small loan company that is not popular?

When did the Fu family fall to this point?
The secretary handed the printed record to Song Juan at the same time: "We searched this online loan company, compared the repayment amount, and found that the money was actually repaid for Milan Lan."

"That is to say, Fu Qingyue asked her to contact Second Health Care on the condition that she could help Milan Lan repay the loan."

Song Juanyun smiled lightly, "How much did you pay back?"

"Not much, 10,000+. Moreover, the money went directly to the online loan company, and there is no record of cash withdrawals in the past six months after paying the full month. This should be their bargaining chip. No wonder Milan doesn't get much money here."

"It's quite willing." Song Juan looked at the printed record in front of him, 10,000+ for a misunderstanding, the eldest lady really didn't care much about money.

"Pay it back three months ago?" Song Juan asked.

"Yes." The secretary said, and her face darkened: "It seems that she was already plotting this matter before you came back."

Song Juan thought for a while, "Maybe it doesn't matter if it's me or not, the chess piece Milan Lan has been specially prepared for Chu Youzhou."

It's just a coincidence that such a big chess piece as Song Juan was delivered to the door.

"What was their relationship before?" Song Juan continued to ask.

"They all took a flower arrangement class. That was two years ago." The secretary replied, omitting the laborious process of how to find out.

"I can only say that Ms. Fu is much more cautious than I imagined. As long as there is no actual economic relationship between the two, it will be difficult to find out."

This time, if Song Juan hadn't asked them to check her bank statement, it would be impossible to find any intersection between the two.

Because... everyone underestimated Qing Yue.

But, looking back, how could Song Juan let her go if he plotted against Song Juan and Chu Youzhou?

"Master, do you want to call Miss Fu over?" The secretary asked calmly.

"No need." Song Juan didn't like the feeling of being calculated by others very much. What he hated the most was when others compared him to others.

Since Fu Qingyue started this, wouldn't it be a waste of money if he didn't play with her?
"How is she and Luye recently?"

"It's so popular. We found that Master Lu seems to have been photographed on purpose."

There was a little interest in Song Juan's eyes, it seemed that things were very interesting.

"Mrs. Lu..."

When mentioning Chu You Porridge, Song Juan's eyes darkened, but he could see that he was in a good mood, "Don't worry about it."

"Ok."

After thinking about it, Song Juan said again: "Tonight's dinner, you go and pick up someone for me."

The secretary froze for a moment, "Yes."