Sure enough, a figure flashed at the door, and it was Zhong Minghui. Seeing that everyone had discovered him, he had no choice but to walk in.
"Xiaoya, I'm here to apologize to you... I was very sorry to you before, but I promise that I will treat you well in the future..."
His mother hurriedly helped: "Yes, yes, Xiaoya, you two can get married soon. After you give birth to a child, I will do my best to help you take care of it..."
Yan Xixi saw that something was wrong, and immediately interrupted them without waiting for Xu Xiaoya's reply: "I'm sorry, it's too late, we have to leave, please come back."
Zhong Minghui immediately turned to her with a humble expression: "Miss Yan, since you are Xiaoya's good friend, please let us go for once..."
Yan Xixi thought for a moment and said calmly: "You and Xiaoya have been cut off for a long time, and there is no talk of letting them go. Xiaoya has never calculated how much it cost to support you in your studies in the early years, but you cheated her of thirty when you bought a house.
Wan. It’s easy to let you go, just pay back the three hundred thousand."
"Ms. Yan, how can we have so much money? Minghui has been unemployed for almost a year. Everything is not going well. He can hardly afford to pay the mortgage. It's not that he doesn't pay back the money, but that he really can't come up with it... Please slow down.
Just wait a minute... For the sake of our friendship over the past many years, don't push Minghui to a dead end..." Later, the old woman burst into tears and simply knelt down, "Please, don't force us to sell the house. If
If you sell it, Minghui will be finished... Xiaoya, you loved Minghui so much back then, can you really bear to watch him go to a dead end? "
Xu Xiaoya was still silent.
Zhong Minghui was anxious and grabbed Xu Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, please give me one year, Third Young Master, and ask me to raise the money to return it to you within one year, but I really can't come up with the money."
...Can you please take it slow? Just take it slow..."
Only then did Xu Xiaoya understand that when Zhong Minghui lied that his mother was terminally ill, it was clearly to delay time - because the Third Young Master ordered him to pay back the three hundred thousand yuan within a year.
Yan carefully heard the word "San Shao" and was startled.
Let's just say that such a shameless guy had no background in seizing Xu Xiaoya. The mother and son were in chaos and finally gave up. They openly took the mistress home and beat Xiaoya severely, forcing Xiaoya to almost lose her life. Now they are kneeling on their knees.
On the ground begging like a dog.
Xu Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, and Yan Xixi suddenly said sharply: "What do you mean by being desperate? If you sell the house, won't you pay back the money?"
Zhong Minghui begged: "Xiaoya, do you really not miss your old relationship at all?"
The old woman cried loudly: "Where will we live if we sell it?"
Yan Xixi sneered: "Where did you live before you bought the house? Don't forget, how did the 300,000 yuan to buy the house come from? It was Xiaoya's hard work! You can't miss a dime of this money.
!”
At this time, Zhong Minghui took out a card, his eyes full of despair: "Miss Yan, I have sold the house, and I have become a pauper as you wish. However, please ask Mr. San not to come to me again.
Sorry, please leave a way for me to survive."
Yan Xixi took the card without politeness and said calmly: "The money Xiaoya paid for your education will be written off. From now on, as long as you stop pestering Xiaoya, I guarantee that no one will trouble you.
."
Zhong's mother wanted to say something else, but Zhong Minghui took her and left.
It wasn't until the two of them were completely gone that Yan Xixi let out a long sigh and handed the card over with a wry smile: "Xiaoya, I finally got the money back. Don't feel bad, it's not worth it for this kind of person.
."
Xu Xiaoya took the card and laughed loudly: "I don't feel bad at all. I was secretly happy that we had an additional three hundred thousand principal. Haha, I have to thank Third Young Master. If it weren't for him, I would have been cheated in my life.
, these 300,000 will never come back at all... Haha, I must thank Third Young Master..."
She laughed, laughed, and cried for some reason.
Yan Xixian turned his head and tears fell. Sure enough, a figure flashed at the door and it was Zhong Minghui. Seeing that everyone had discovered him, he had no choice but to walk in.
"Xiaoya, I'm here to apologize to you... I was very sorry to you before, but I promise that I will treat you well in the future..."
His mother hurriedly helped: "Yes, yes, Xiaoya, you two can get married soon. After you give birth to a child, I will do my best to help you take care of it..."
Yan Xixi saw that something was wrong, and immediately interrupted them without waiting for Xu Xiaoya's reply: "I'm sorry, it's too late, we have to leave, please come back."
Zhong Minghui immediately turned to her with a humble expression: "Miss Yan, since you are Xiaoya's good friend, please let us go for once..."
Yan Xixi thought for a moment and said calmly: "You and Xiaoya have been cut off for a long time, and there is no talk of letting them go. Xiaoya has never calculated how much it cost to support you in your studies in the early years, but you cheated her of thirty when you bought a house.
Wan. It’s easy to let you go, just pay back the three hundred thousand."
"Ms. Yan, how can we have so much money? Minghui has been unemployed for almost a year. Everything is not going well. He can hardly afford to pay the mortgage. It's not that he doesn't pay back the money, but that he really can't come up with it... Please slow down.
Just wait a minute... For the sake of our friendship over the past many years, don't push Minghui to a dead end..." Later, the old woman burst into tears and simply knelt down, "Please, don't force us to sell the house. If
If you sell it, Minghui will be finished... Xiaoya, you loved Minghui so much back then, can you really bear to watch him go to a dead end? "
Xu Xiaoya was still silent.
Zhong Minghui was anxious and grabbed Xu Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, please give me one year, Third Young Master, and ask me to raise the money to return it to you within one year, but I really can't come up with the money."
...Can you please take it slow? Just take it slow..."
Only then did Xu Xiaoya understand that when Zhong Minghui lied that his mother was terminally ill, it was clearly to delay time - because the Third Young Master ordered him to pay back the three hundred thousand yuan within a year.
Yan carefully heard the word "San Shao" and was startled.
Let's just say that such a shameless guy had no background in seizing Xu Xiaoya. The mother and son were in chaos and finally gave up. They openly took the mistress home and beat Xiaoya severely, forcing Xiaoya to almost lose her life. Now they are kneeling on their knees.
On the ground begging like a dog.
Xu Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, and Yan Xixi suddenly said sharply: "What do you mean by being desperate? If you sell the house, won't you pay back the money?"
Zhong Minghui begged: "Xiaoya, do you really not miss your old relationship at all?"
The old woman cried loudly: "Where will we live if we sell it?"
Yan Xixi sneered: "Where did you live before you bought the house? Don't forget, how did the 300,000 yuan to buy the house come from? It was Xiaoya's hard work! You can't miss a dime of this money.
!”
At this time, Zhong Minghui took out a card, his eyes full of despair: "Miss Yan, I have sold the house, and I have become a pauper as you wish. However, please ask Mr. San not to come to me again.
Sorry, please leave a way for me to survive."
Yan Xixi took the card without politeness and said calmly: "The money Xiaoya paid for your education will be written off. From now on, as long as you stop pestering Xiaoya, I guarantee that no one will trouble you.
."
Zhong's mother wanted to say something else, but Zhong Minghui took her and left.
It wasn't until the two of them were completely gone that Yan Xixi let out a long sigh and handed the card over with a wry smile: "Xiaoya, I finally got the money back. Don't feel bad, it's not worth it for this kind of person.
."
Xu Xiaoya took the card and laughed loudly: "I don't feel bad at all. I was secretly happy that we had an additional three hundred thousand principal. Haha, I have to thank Third Young Master. If it weren't for him, I would have been cheated in my life.
, these 300,000 will never come back at all... Haha, I must thank Third Young Master..."
