"Really? You can pay it off in two years?" Her eyes were bright with excitement.
But she immediately reacted. "What? Selling your body?"
"Yes, I don't mind taking care of you! How about selling it to me for a lifetime and giving you more money than you can spend for a lifetime?" Si Yi raised his eyebrows.
As the young master of the Si family, his account also receives pocket money every month, not five thousand, but ten thousand.
Since he was born, his account has had a constant amount of 10,000 yuan every month, so up to now, his account has one or two million, plus the property left to him by his mother during her lifetime, and he has traded personal property.
Outsiders have made estimates.
Back then, when Si Yi was born, Mr. Si rewarded Si Yi's mother with 220 million on the spot. After Si Yi's mother died, the money naturally became Si Yi's property. This incident even made headlines at the time.
What about the news?
Master Si used to dote on Si Yi's mother, so Si's mother still had quite a lot of gold, silver, jewelry and other valuable things, but these were not included in Si Yi's cash.
He is already a rich man personally. It is well known that the Third Young Master has at least hundreds of millions in assets. Although this money was earned from his father's business, it is at his own disposal.
"Si Yi, I'm serious! Just think of this as your first stop to help others. Can't you help him?" Wang Yue'er begged.
"Now that I have decided to come with you, I already know it in my heart. However, if that person's illness is cured, you must draw a clear line!"
"That's for sure. He's recovered. Why should I contact him?" Wang Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief.
Si Yi finally raised the corner of his mouth after hearing Wang Yue'er's affirmative tone.
It seemed that he had to go all out to help the man cure his illness, so that his Yue'er would not worry about the other man every day to the point of being unable to sleep.
In order for them to draw a clear line as soon as possible, he didn't want to get involved in this matter.
The car stopped by the road, and Si Yi and Wang Yuer held hands in the direction of Duanmu Qi's house.
When they arrived at the door, Wang Yuer stood in front and knocked on the door, while Si Yi stood behind her.
"Aqi! Aqi, open the door!" she shouted several times.
Footsteps came from inside, and the door opened. It was Duan Mu who opened the door. "Hey, it's Yue'er, come on, come in and sit down!"
Duan's mother warmly welcomed Yue'er into the house.
She wished that Wang Yuer would come over to see her son every day. Maybe there would be hope for these two children in the future.
"Si Yi, what are you doing standing there, come in quickly!" Wang Yue'er waved to Si Yi.
Only then did Duan's mother notice Si Yi, the man behind Wang Yuer.
"Yue'er, who is this?" Duanmu looked Si Yi up and down.
"He is my husband, and I asked him to come with me to help Azhi!" Wang Yuer said with a smile.
"What? Your husband? It's over, it's over! It's over, it's over! It's all over now!" Duan's mother's expression instantly collapsed after looking at Si Yi.
Didn't it mean that Wang Yuer's wealthy husband was so sick that he was about to die? Why is he still standing here fine, with no missing arms or legs? What's more important is that he looks so handsome.
In such a comparison, her son is now seriously ill and is much inferior.
Wang Yuer married such a handsome and wealthy husband, how could there be any hope for his son?
"Auntie? What's over?" Wang Yue'er looked at Duan's mother in confusion.