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Zheng Yunhua smiled, "Because I heard your cry, at the time I thought if I died, what would you do?"

Hua Jinan's resolute face suddenly felt a trace of pain.

"An'er, mother has never told you a word of bitterness for so many years, but how can you not be bitter? I don't say it because I don't want to make you sad. Today, my mother told you this, just hope you see your mother For the sake of having worked so hard for so many years, letting go of my mother's past friends."

There were tears in Zheng Yunhua’s eyes, and she trembled and said, “We were calculated to do something embarrassing to you. It is my mother who is sorry for you. Please let him go."

Hua Jinan gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, how can I let him go?"

Zheng Yunhua said, "Don't let him go to jail, return the company to him."

Hua Jinan smiled softly at the corners of her lips, "Mom wants me to help him repay his billions of loans? Then release him from prison on bail?"

Zheng Yunhua looked at Hua Jinan and nodded, "Can you agree?"

Hua Jinan took a deep breath, and then he slowly shook his head, "Mom, all of this has nothing to do with me. The loan with the bank was borrowed by his daughter in his name. If he can't repay the money, he will naturally be sued."

He got up and walked slowly to the door, walked to the door and stopped again, "I really can't convince myself to save him, because of him, I have been intimidated by others for almost six years, mom, any of your requests will be ignored. Promise, only about him, I cannot promise you."

Zheng Yunhua was silent, and after three seconds, Subei exclaimed, Hua Jinan's footsteps froze.

When he looked back, Zheng Yunhua had already put a sharp knife against her neck.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Hua Jinan returned a few steps.

Zheng Yunhua said softly, "An'er, forgive mom. Mom doesn't want to persecute you, but I can't help but save him."

Hua Jinan's eyes flushed with anger, "Mom, is he really that important to you?"

Zheng Yunhua's voice was extremely low, with self-blame on her face, "Mom doesn't want to bother him any more, and doesn't want to sorry him again."

"Why do you bother him? Why are you sorry for him?" Hua Jinan shouted angrily.

He could not understand that Zheng Yunhua would do such an extreme thing.

Zheng Yunhua closed his eyes and opened them quickly, "Years ago, he was driven out of Liangcheng by your grandfather, but now he has finally returned and he wants to be sent to prison by you. An'er, don't blame mom. Mom has nothing to do."

Subei stood in front of Hua Jin'an, clutching his arm tightly, "Husband, you can agree, what if I hurt my mother?"

Zheng Yunhua is determined to save Kim Beren, Hua Jinan can tell.

He gritted his teeth and finally said, "Okay, I promise."

Then, he laughed at himself, "Everyone has come to force me and negotiate terms with me, and now you are also forcing me."

After speaking, he picked up the phone and said, "Secretary Li pays off all the money owed by Kimberren to the bank, and then get him out of prison!"

His eyes were fixed on Zheng Yunhua's face, and when he let go of the phone, the phone fell on the marble floor and shattered, then he turned and left.

Zheng Yunhua looked at Xiao Han's son from the back, and burst into tears instantly.

Subei hurriedly walked over and held her hand with the knife, "Mom, you put down the knife, Jin An has already promised you, don't worry."