After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475: Chapter 478 The Difference Between Men [3]

Beijing, a certain community.

The small one-bedroom was a mess all around, with dirty clothes strewn across the sofa.

On the coffee table, beer bottles and instant noodle boxes were piled up haphazardly. Lu Hao, wearing only a tank top and shorts, tapped his fingers rapidly on the computer keyboard, searching for the latest information on Luo Xiaoqian and Leng Zimo.

Although he really wanted to make this money, he was well aware of one thing—it wasn’t easy money.

Luo Xiaoqian wasn’t the issue, the problem was Leng Zimo.

This man was too powerful. Lu Hao had already suffered a loss last time, so naturally, he would be even more cautious this time.

As he searched, he noted down anything of value.

His phone rang on the desk, and he glanced at the display which read "Hospital Debt Ghost." Annoyed, he hung up directly.

Previously, Luo Xiaoqian had already fronted the surgery costs for his mother, but the surgery hadn’t saved his mother’s health.

Not long ago, Lu Hao had returned to Qingdao once he heard about his mother’s illness; although he complained a lot, he still took out all the money he could.

However, hospital fees for late-stage cancer patients were a bottomless pit.

Over the years, he had made some money, but he squandered it away, leaving little to no savings. Moreover, with no stable income now, his finances were indeed tight.

Assuming it was another call to press for medical bills, Lu Hao had no mood to answer.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

"If you were going to die sooner or later, why didn’t you die earlier? If I knew this would happen, why the hell did I pay for your medical bills... Damn it, damn it all!"

As he swore to himself, he crouched down, hugging his head on the floor.

Although he was a bastard and had always been not very filial to his mother, the woman who cared for him for most of his life just suddenly left, and heartache was inevitable.

After a while, he stood up from the floor, walked to the bedroom, and quickly packed a few pieces of clothing. Carrying the bag, he walked to the coffee table, intending to close the laptop. His eyes lit up when he saw Luo Xiaoqian’s photo on the screen.

"Mom, you really were my dear mother; You died at just the right time!"

Packing the laptop into his bag, he grabbed the phone from the desk and headed to the door, swiftly dialing a number, "Qiangzi, come back to Qingdao with me... Of course, it’s to make money... Don’t worry, I won’t let you down!"