Seeing Bai Yemeng's behavior, Huang Zixiao strengthened his judgment, and then walked around with his money bag, opening the door to get in the car, and return to the city with Bai Yemeng.

Until Huang Zixiao sat back in the passenger seat, Bai Yemeng was still lying on the steering wheel motionless.

"Yemeng, please go back, I really can't use this money." Huang Zixiao said.

Bai Yemeng already knew that Huang Zixiao had returned to the car, and was even more moved. However, at the same time, the happiness and sweetness immediately faded away. It was as sad and sad as this scene, Huang Zixiao and Bai Yemeng were like two people in distress.

, sorrow, helplessness, sorrow, and emotion almost knocked them down at the same time.

After a long while, Bai Yemeng suddenly raised her head. As she raised her head, she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, trying to restore herself to normal, and sighed quietly: "This money is not used for filming \itv, you

Just feel free to use it." Women's Private Club 172

"Yemeng, please stop lying to me."

"If I were to film iitv, you would have to be my leading actor. If it was going to be filmed, I would have informed you in advance."

"Night dream, but..."

Bai Yemeng immediately interrupted him and said: "But what but? Do you look down on my financial strength?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant?"

"Then what do you mean?"

"I feel like you used the money to shoot MTV."

"Fart, I don't know how to use my money?

I lent it to you. Can you please stop inking with me?

How many times do I have to tell you, this money is not used to shoot MTV, it is money I have spare.

"Night dream..."

Bai Yemeng didn't want to hear what he said anymore, so she simply opened the door and got out of the car, and then said to Huang Zixiao: "Get off the car, you get off too."

Huang Zixiao had no choice but to get out of the car, but this time he did not take off the money bag, but left the money bag in the car.

Bai Yemeng raised his finger and pointed at the sky, saying: "Zixiao, look at the sky."

Huang Zixiao looked up and found that the sky had turned gloomy at some point.

The wind became stronger and stronger, blowing Bai Yemeng's hair.

Huang Zixiao whispered softly: "It looks like it's going to rain today."

Bai Yemeng said: "Yes, it's going to rain. It's almost the rainy season now. If your house in your hometown is not overturned, will you feel at ease?"

Hearing this, Huang Zixiao couldn't help but shuddered, and looked up at the sky worriedly. Women's Private Club 172

"Zixiao, have you forgotten that dream you had? You should go back now. You can't delay renovating the house for another day. The rainy season is coming soon, and it will be really dangerous if the old house is not renovated."

Hearing this, Huang Zixiao shuddered all over, and the nightmare from that night came to mind again, where his beloved sister was buried in the collapsed house.

Bai Yemeng looked at him carefully, and then said: "Don't feel uneasy if I lend you this money. I think so, you can give me an IOU now."

As Bai Yemeng said this, he took out his bag from the car, took out the paper and pen, and handed it to Huang Zixiao.

Huang Zixiao was very confused in his heart, but he knew that the flipping of the house could not be delayed any longer, so he had no choice but to reach out and take the pen and paper and write an IOU to Bai Yemeng.

Bai Yemeng put the IOU, paper and pen back into her bag without even looking at it. She said to Huang Zixiao, "That's okay. You can leave quickly. I have to rush back to the company."

Huang Zixiao nodded gratefully to Bai Yemeng, turned around and took out the money bag from the car, quickly walked to the black car, opened the door and got in.

Watching the black car slowly drive onto the highway, Bai Yemeng returned to the car with confidence, turned around and ran towards the company.

The sky was getting darker and thicker, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Huang Zixiao was anxious and urged the driver to drive faster.

When they arrived at the head of the village, the sky was overcast as if it had turned dark. Huang Zixiao hurriedly greeted the driver and asked him to return.

He jumped out of the car, picked up his money bag, and rushed home anxiously.

This rain seemed to be specifically against Huang Zixiao. When Huang Zixiao entered the village, it started pouring rain immediately. Huang Zixiao hugged the money bag tightly in his arms and ran home quickly.

go.

Fortunately, the money bag is made of plastic, otherwise the money in the bag would have been soaked.

The nightmare Huang Zixiao had that night was that he rushed home in a strong wind and heavy rain. Unexpectedly, he really rushed home in a strong wind and heavy rain now.

The dream and reality were so close that Huang Zixiao almost collapsed.

Huang Zixiao was soaked all over and ran home out of breath.

My mother was giving medicine to my father who was lying on the bed. Suddenly, he saw a person coming out of the rain, which startled the two elderly people.

After taking a closer look, I found that my son was back.

"Xiao'er, why are you back again?" My mother put down the medicine bowl and hurriedly came to her son.

Huang Zixiao didn't even bother to say hello to his parents, he just raised his head and looked at the roof.

Suddenly, Huang Zixiao rushed into the back room and found his sister lying on the bed, looking straight at the roof with fear in her eyes.

Huang Zixiao ran over quickly and said: "Sister, I'm back." Women's Private Club 172

Due to the strong rain and wind, Xiao Ziyue didn't even hear Huang Zixiao when he walked in.

She turned around and saw that her brother was back, and her fear suddenly disappeared. She looked at him in surprise and said, "Brother, you are finally back."

"Sister, are you okay?" Huang Zixiao said as he came to the bed. When he reached out to hug his sister, he found that his whole body was already soaked.
Chapter completed!