Fang Enmeng bit her lip, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.
Then she walked up to the woman, pressed all the money she had—over eight hundred yuan—into her hand, and forced a smile. "Second Aunt, I'm really sorry it took me so long to pay you back and made you come all this way. Please take this money for your trip home."
"Oh, how could we accept that? We're family. If we hadn't urgently needed the money, we wouldn't have come here asking you for it." The woman's words sounded gracious, but she still took the money from Fang Enmeng and slipped it into her pocket in one smooth, effortless motion.
Li Yichen couldn't help shaking his head. With relatives like these, Fang Enmeng's life back home surely hadn't been easy either.
"It's getting late, so we won't bother you anymore." She gave her husband a look, and they hurried off into the night.
After the debt collectors left, Fang Enmeng looked at Li Yichen with a complicated expression. "Thank you, Li Yichen. But I owe you so much money. When will I ever be able to pay you back? How about... how about you just keep me as your mistress?"
Li Yichen looked quietly at Fang Enmeng, then suddenly smiled and drew her head toward him.
Like a little kitten, Fang Enmeng nestled against his chest.
"What brought that on?" Li Yichen asked, his heart aching for her.
"Thirty thousand yuan might not be much to you, but to me, it's an astronomical sum. There's no way I can pay you back during my four years at university, at least," Fang Enmeng said earnestly, her head lowered.
"Just because of that?" Li Yichen smiled and shook his head.
Fang Enmeng hesitated before continuing, "It wasn't until my parents