Upon hearing the amount of 100,000 yuan, Zhao Huilin's heart sank. She panicked, "Your boss... is Young Master Lu?"
The bodyguard nodded, Zhao Huilin's last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.
That 100,000 yuan has long been spent.
She bought herself a bag, and Yan Shengbing took tens of thousands of yuan, saying he was going to do business with a friend. As for the rest of the money, the school they were assigned to wasn't good enough. Next year, Yan Feng will be taking the entrance exam for junior high school, so she went all out to contact a private junior high school. The registration fee alone was 30,000 yuan.
If it were anyone else, Zhao Huilin would throw a tantrum and refuse to admit it, saying she'd rather die than give up her money, but she had witnessed Lu Muchi's methods and knew he was someone she couldn't afford to offend.
She smiled apologetically, "Brothers, are you mistaken? Young Master Lu is very fond of my son, why would he want the money back?"
The bodyguard grew impatient. "Enough nonsense! Young Master Lu has spoken. We need 100,000 yuan back today, not a penny less! Otherwise—" He looked the house over. "This house is worth something. I'll contact someone to come and appraise it right away."
Hearing the word "house," Zhao Huilin felt a wave of dizziness. The house was her family's last line of defense for Yan Feng; it absolutely couldn't be touched! She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back!"
Zhao Huilin took out her phone. She had saved a sum of money, 80,000 yuan, for Yan Feng's college education. With the 10,000 yuan that Yan Heqing had repaid, she could still raise 100,000 yuan.
When Zhao Huilin logged into her account, she was stunned. In disbelief, she leaned closer and saw that her balance was 0!
What's going on?!
Zhao Huilin quickly opened the details and almost fainted.
I've been withdrawing money bit by bit over this period, each time in increments of eight or ten thousand, and I finished it all yesterday.
Only she and Yan Shengbing knew the password and account details.
Zhao Huilin bit her lip until it bled. It must be that good-for-nothing who started gambling again! There was no need to even think about it; his previous promise to use the money to do business with his friends was just a lie!
Yan Shengbing gambled away all the money!
Seeing Zhao Huilin's expression change, the bodyguard guessed that he was out of money. He impatiently urged, "You have half an hour. If you don't see the money, sell the house to pay it back!"
Having no other option, Zhao Huilin had to call Yan Shengbing.
As expected, that bastard was drinking again, gambling away every last penny.
Zhao Huilin cursed and swore, finally breaking down in tears, "I told you not to gamble! Now I have no choice, you get back 100,000 yuan right now, whether you steal it or rob it, you can't touch my son's house!"
*
At this moment, Yan Heqing walked into the building diagonally opposite, looked at Lu Muchi's car, and removed Lu Muchi from the blacklist.
Half an hour later, Yan Shengbing, reeking of alcohol, rushed into the apartment building carrying a small bag.
A moment later, two bodyguards came downstairs carrying small bags, walked towards Lu Muchi's car, and respectfully handed them inside.
The phone screen lit up in the darkness.
The phone was on silent mode, and the caller ID showed Lu Muchi.
It only rang for two seconds before cutting off.
Lu Muchi hung up the phone almost instantly, the words "Goodnight" echoing in his mind.
Yan Heqing is probably asleep now.
Lu Muchi opened the text message, edited it several times, and then sent it.
A text message came in. "The money's back. Contact me when you wake up."
Yan Heqing put his phone back in his pocket and watched Lu Muchi's car drive away. Then he looked up at the balcony where he had lived for 13 years.
The sounds of crying and cursing gradually became clearer.
"You borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates! You borrowed again! You're going to ruin me and my son..."
Yan Shengbing, his tongue slurring, was also cursing, "If I don't go to loan sharks, who the hell will lend you 100,000 yuan right away! It's all your fault, you useless woman, my 4.9 million yuan has vanished!"
"My fault?! You stole my money and gambled it all away, and you're blaming me! I'll fight you to the death!"
Then came the sounds of beatings and scoldings, along with Yan Feng's cries.
The neighbors had long avoided this family like the plague, and no one came to mediate the fight.
This wasn't the first time Yan Shengbing had borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates.
Yan Heqing clearly remembers that when he was in the third grade of elementary school, Yan Shengbing borrowed 5,000 yuan from a casino, which eventually turned into 200,000 yuan. During the Chinese New Year, a group of thugs came to his house to collect the debt, took everything they could carry, and beat Yan Shengbing up severely.
That year, Yan Shengbing and Zhao Huilin argued and fought every day, and several times they even drew blood. Yan Feng was so scared that he wet his pants every day.
The room reeked of Yan Feng's urine.
In the end, they sold everything they could and borrowed money from relatives and friends everywhere, finally paying off the debts.
I wonder how much this 100,000 yuan high-interest loan will snowball into.
One apartment is probably not enough.
Yan Heqing adjusted his mask, turned back in the direction he had come from, and disappeared into the night.
*
Lu Muchi overjoyed to get his 100,000 yuan back. He even wanted to take the money and head straight to Yan Heqing's building, wait for him to wake up, and hear him say "good morning" for the first time.
but--
Lu Muchi lowered his head and sniffed his collar. He hadn't been able to shower for several days while looking for Yan Heqing, and it smelled.
As the car slowed down, Lu Muchi reluctantly changed direction.
Now that I'm starting over with Yan Heqing, I can hear him say good morning and good night every day from now on. There's no rush.
Despite thinking this way, Lu Muchi was still very unhappy.
When he arrived at the residential complex, the security guard saw him and quickly ran over, smiling broadly, saying, " Young Master Lu, the cleaning staff found a bunch of things in front of your house. Since you haven't been home and we couldn't contact you, they left them with the property management. When would you be free to pick them up?"
Lu Muchi frowned. "What is that?"
"There are photos." The security guard took out his phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to Lu Muchi. "Take a look."
Lu Muchi glanced at it, initially unaware of its significance, until he caught sight of the white ceramic piece, and then he understood.
Lin Fengzhi threw it.
There had been a few times before when he upset Lin Fengzhi, and Lin Fengzhi would block him and return the gifts he had given him.
This time, it's the same old trick.
Thinking back to a few days ago, Lin Fengzhi called him, he was in a frantic state looking for Yan Heqing and had no time to answer the phone.
During this time, he forgot about Lin Fengzhi.
They even forgot that Lin Fengzhi liked Lu Lin.