"Auntie is kidding," said Mu Jiujiu in a roundabout way, "As for the influential people you mentioned, I only know Uncle Qiao. I really can't help you with this, please think of another way." She didn't wait for her aunt to say anything else and hung up the phone directly.
When her aunt called again, Mu Jiujiu did not answer; she truly was helpless and did not know how to begin to help.
There was a knock at the door, and Mu Jiujiu listlessly shuffled to open it.
"Miss Mu, right? Here's your parcel. Please sign here," the courier extended a package to Mu Jiujiu.
Mu Jiujiu frowned. She didn't remember ordering anything online, but still, she signed for it: "Thank you."
After closing the door, Mu Jiujiu opened the package and was stunned. A court subpoena? It really was trouble piling up!
Mu Jiujiu had no intention of fighting this lawsuit because she knew she would definitely lose. Rather than being disgraced because of this lawsuit, she would rather think about what to do next.
