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Chapter 5: Lure the fish out of the hole, the big fish has arrived, get ready to pull the trigger and eat the fish!
With a click, Yang Mumu captured the moment, capturing a hint of enjoyment on their faces. After Li Yuhua also enjoyed herself, she pulled the two women up, took out paper and pen, and gave them each a prompt, which they numbly wrote down.
They obediently wrote two IOUs and statements of compensation, as well as confessions detailing their attempt to harm Yang Mumu and the resulting consequences. They signed, stamped, and even added their personal seals.
“Is that all? Can we go now? I’ll go get the money and the deeds.” Zhang Cuilan asked listlessly, glancing at her son before averting her gaze in disgust and vomiting violently. “Okay, go. If I don’t see the things in half an hour, I can’t guarantee where my film will end up, or where your son and the others will be. Don’t try any tricks.
You won’t know where I’ll put the film or who I’ll entrust it to after you leave!” Yang Mumu deliberately put on a smug expression, her eyes gleaming with excitement and malice. “Fine.” Zhang Cuilan gritted her teeth and agreed, turning to leave, her eyes filled with hatred.
Threatening her? She’s asking for it! Wait until she gets her things and the film back, then you’ll see! This was exactly the effect Yang Mumu wanted. She smiled slightly and raised her eyebrows at Li Yuhua, who was glaring at her. “What? Stepmother, still have objections? Your stepsister and the others are still here.
Do you need me to let you enjoy yourself again? Judging by their current state, they could go at it for three days and three nights.” “No, no objections. I was just wondering where the deeds are. Oh, I remember, I’ll go get them.
I’ll get them for you right now.” Li Yuhua scurried off to her room. Yang Mumu, in high spirits, stepped out of the room and locked it again. Good drugs! They still hadn’t cooled down after all this time. Less than a minute later, she received the deeds from Li Yuhua, along with 100 yuan.
“Mumu, here’s a hundred for now. Mom will go sell the job to Mrs. Liu. Wait for me, and we’ll go transfer the house after I get the money. I’ll be back within half an hour.
Don’t do anything rash, please don’t!” Li Yuhua’s face was filled with humble supplication, but her heart was filled with hatred for Yang Mumu, secretly plotting her revenge. Yang Mumu looked at the things, and obediently agreed.
“Okay, go ahead. I’ll wait for you to come back. I won’t do anything rash.” “Good, good, good. I’m going now.” Li Yuhua, without hesitation, ran out. Yang Mumu watched her back and laughed, not worried about what would happen next. Everyone who should be involved had been drawn in, making for a satisfying conclusion.
She was looking forward to the next act. She had placed a spatial monitoring device on the two women—an item she had drawn for one yuan—allowing her to see and hear everything in real-time. During this intermission, Yang Mumu didn’t idle.
She went into the space and learned how to develop film. After practicing with her own photos, she started developing the precious photos she had just taken. Within half an hour, the roll of film had been developed and hung up to dry.
Meanwhile, on the monitor, Li Yuhua and Zhang Cuilan had sold their jobs, got the money, and, unsurprisingly, brought three familiar, burly men. One was Zhang Cuilan’s husband, Zhao Bing, one of the accomplices in the original incident.
One was Li Yuhua’s ex-husband, Xu Qiang. After “Yang Mumu’s” father died, Li Yuhua and her ex-husband were still in contact, plotting to seize the property. The ex-husband was also involved in this scheme. And the last person was her dear uncle, Yang Zhong, the mastermind behind Li Yuhua. He and Li Yuhua were having an affair.
How could the closest uncle be left out of the scheme to seize the inheritance? He had always been jealous of his brother’s success, and since his brother’s family only had one daughter left, he had to seize the inheritance. After all, his own son needed money to get married, and his daughter needed a job.
“Heh, the big fish have arrived. Get ready to close the net and eat the fish!” Let them all follow the path laid out for the original owner.
Yang Mumu grabbed her camera, loaded with new film, and her rolling pin, going out to greet them. She sat on a stool by the three-way bed, watching on the monitor as Li Yuhua and Zhang Cuilan met five meters from the door, exchanging sinister smiles and whispering.
Zhang Cuilan said softly, “The two of us will go in first, and you three will wait outside. Once we get the things, or that little bitch takes them out, you come in. The five of us can take her down quietly. That bitch must pay for what she did today.” Li Yuhua clutched the money, her eyes red as she stared at the door.
“When that bitch takes out the things, I’ll cough. When you hear the sound, rush in. Make sure you cooperate. She must pay the price!” Yang Zhong sternly addressed everyone, “We can’t mess this up. We must succeed so we can continue with the original plan. Be alert and do your job well. Once you two go in, control your expressions and mouths. Don’t let her see anything, or we’ll all be in trouble.
Remember this, remember it well.” “Yes.” The five people showed fierce expressions and walked toward the door. Yang Mumu looked away, the corners of her mouth curving upward. She touched the rolling pin in her shoulder bag, eagerly watching the doorway.
With a creak, Li Yuhua and Zhang Cuilan entered one after the other. Seeing Yang Mumu, they put on flattering smiles. Li Yuhua ran over and handed Yang Mumu a package of money wrapped in a handkerchief.
“Mumu, I kept my promise and came back within thirty minutes. Look, here’s the money from selling the job, a thousand yuan. Plus the hundred I gave you earlier, that’s eleven hundred. It’s all yours. Give me the things you wrote down, and the film.”
Yang Mumu took the money without speaking, instead turning her gaze to Zhang Cuilan. Zhang Cuilan immediately stepped forward, pulling something from her bag. “My 3000 yuan is here. This is everything our family has. I sold my job and Yitian’s to get it together. And here are the deeds to our house. Look, I’m very sincere.
Can you give us the film now?” Yang Mumu once again took the things, slowly examining them. “What’s the rush? I said I’d give it to you, and I will. I’ll give it to you after you transfer the house to me. I won’t hold onto it for long. I value my eyesight, you see.” “You…” Li Yuhua pulled Zhang Cuilan’s hand, reminding her to keep calm.
She quickly suppressed her rising anger, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, “Can you at least let us see the things first? To put our minds at ease. Don’t worry, we’re trustworthy. Just let us see them for a moment.
We’ll immediately take you to transfer the property afterward, no hesitation. You can give us everything after the transfer.” “Fine, seeing as you’re so sincere, I’ll let you see the things.” Yang Mumu, in front of them, put the money and deeds into the cloth bag she was carrying, then took out four folded slips from the bag, and finally pulled out a clearly used roll of film from her right pocket, waving it in front of the two women.
“See? It’s all here. I believe you won’t cheat me, so I haven’t hidden anything. Let’s go now. We’ll transfer the property, I’ll give you the things, and it will all be done right then and there.” The two women’s eyes lit up, their gazes fixated on the film.
They reached out to grab it, but Yang Mumu dodged them, putting the film back in her pocket. They remembered their plan. Zhang Cuilan: “Let’s go, let’s transfer the property now!” “Let’s go, cough—” Li Yuhua pretended to be choked by her saliva, clutching her throat and coughing violently.
“Alright, let’s go.” Yang Mumu walked calmly, silently observing their performance, seeing through their act without revealing it, counting silently.
As soon as she reached three, three men burst in, locking the door and surrounding them. Dinner time!
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