Mu Xingfeng looked up at Xuehui, pointed to the seat in front of him, and said, "Sit."
The deep and sexy voice carried an undeniable attitude, and Xuehui sat down instinctively. After sitting down, she wondered why she was so obedient to him. She was here to negotiate.
Thinking of this, Xuehui calmed herself down, straightened her body, and lightly coughed: "I don’t understand what Mr.’s intention is by taking away my daughter? By taking her away, you ruined my two million deal. Such a loss can’t be solved with just a few words."
Mu Xingfeng’s face was indifferent. After listening to Xuehui’s words, he directly threw the document beside him over, "Two million, I’ll pay it, but you must sign this."
Hearing this, Xuehui’s eyes lit up. She had just casually mentioned it, never expecting the other party to agree to compensate her two million so quickly. She knew that President Liu’s deal was only worth two million, and after deducting costs, the profit was less than forty percent. But the other party directly offered her two million.
Xuehui felt like she was dreaming. She picked up the document thrown over by the other party. The title of the document was shockingly clear: Agreement to Terminate Adoption Relationship.
Seeing these words, Xuehui’s eyes suddenly contracted. She was stunned for only a few seconds before she understood and pushed the document back.
"I don’t quite understand Mr.’s intention. An Ran was raised by me since she was little. The bond between us can’t be severed with just two million."
Someone who could easily take out two million, no matter their identity, she wasn’t planning to let go of this big fish easily.
Motherly bond? Mu Xingfeng sneered coldly in his heart.
"Mrs. An, don’t be too greedy. You should know that An Ran is already an adult. Also, regarding last night’s incident, the hotel’s monitoring system has it clearly recorded. If I submit this footage to the police, I’m afraid I won’t have to pay a single cent to take An Ran away."
The man’s voice was calm without the slightest fluctuation, but his words shocked Xuehui.
If last night’s incident were really handed over to the police, even if she was An Ran’s adoptive mother, she wouldn’t be able to escape responsibility.
Xuehui tried hard to suppress the panic in her heart, forcing a smile: "Sir, you probably don’t know An Ran. Although yesterday’s incident might have been somewhat excessive, An Ran is a sensible child. She would never let me go to jail. Our family brought her out from a poor village, supported her for 15 years. You don’t know how much effort we put in. An Ran is well aware of it. Not to mention, over the years, our family has deep feelings for each other..."
"How much?" Mu Xingfeng interrupted Xuehui directly.
Xuehui swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She did want more, but she didn’t expect this person to be even more straightforward than she imagined. Even though he had her leverage, he could still freely negotiate terms. A glimmer of greed flashed in Xuehui’s eyes.
"Twenty million. An Ran was raised by me since she was little. I treated her..."
"Deal. Twenty million. Sign the papers. One million will be transferred to your account immediately. The remaining ten million will be transferred once you hand over all the adoption materials and her household registration book to me. Don’t play any tricks. Otherwise, I don’t need An Ran; I’ll go through legal procedures."
After saying this, Mu Xingfeng threw a pen directly over.
Xuehui trembled as she picked up the pen, signing her name on the document, not out of nervousness, but excitement.
Twenty million, she never thought An Ran would be worth twenty million.
Until she left the tea house, Xuehui still hadn’t come back to her senses.