Jingxia Rose

Chapter 116: Return 800

Jiao Yan on the other end of the line has been exhausted these past few days from the bank's debt collection efforts and the company employees' demands for unpaid wages.

Even You Xiaoxiao's schooling has been affected; she's supposed to take the college entrance exam next year.

But because this family matter became common knowledge, You Xiaoxiao couldn't bear the strange looks from her classmates, nor could she bear the fact that her family had suddenly become so destitute.

For a week straight, many of her and Jiao Yan's designer bags and watches were resold secondhand.

You Haoyuan has a younger brother and sister, who are You Xiaoxiao's uncle and aunt, but when this happens, both families stay far away from each other.

You Haoyuan's eldest son already harbored resentment towards them because of his father's affair with Jiao Yan, who was the mistress who ousted his mother.

He's never been close to them; he didn't even spend Chinese New Year at the You family's house this year, instead spending it with his own mother.

When this happened, his attitude was summed up in one sentence: "What does this have to do with me? He gives all his money to you and your daughter, where would I get the money?"

After saying that, he simply moved from his home to his mother's place.

This stepson had a bad temper and was very arrogant. Jiao Yan originally wanted to ask his mother for help, but when she saw his cold and ruthless face, she could only swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Later, when she saw You Xiaoxiao wearing the sweater that she had fought with Ji Nian for at the mall before the New Year, she suddenly remembered this daughter she had forgotten for more than 20 years.

That's why I took the nutritional supplements that I already had at home back to Jialing Town. But I didn't expect that I couldn't find Ji Xian and I even got beaten up by Ji Xian's second aunt.

But she was very angry.

So she had to secretly inquire with her neighbors to find out that Ji Xuan was a graduate of a prestigious university and had been living in Beijing since graduation.

She's doing exceptionally well. Look at the house she built for her second uncle's family, and the car Ji Heng drives. I also heard that during the Lunar New Year, she gave Ji Nian a lucky money gift of ten or twenty thousand yuan.

Maybe they've even bought a house in Beijing.

Last year, I was transferred to Russia by the company.

After hearing this, Jiao Yan's desire to repair her relationship with Ji Xuan grew like wildfire.

She had even forgotten when Ji Xian's birthday was, and she only remembered his nickname at a certain moment.

When her father named her, he suggested Ji Ning, but she thought it was too rustic, unpleasant to hear, and not elegant at all. She insisted on giving her a different name.

The two disagreed and remained deadlocked.

In the end, her father relented and made Aning her nickname.

She knew that Ji Xian mostly hated her, or perhaps he was instigated and provoked by her second uncle and aunt, so she was always prepared to complain.

Unfortunately, Ji Xian didn't give her a chance to put on a show.

So when she saw the message she sent, she was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, her hands trembling as she held the phone.

Excitedly typing: Ah Ning, Mom knew you had the softest heart. It was all Mom's fault before, and Mom will definitely make it up to you in the future.

Although she didn't know Ji Xuan's living conditions in Beijing, she could tell from her clothes last time.

A few million is absolutely nothing to Ji Xuan.

After sending that message, she sent her bank account number.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, a transfer notification popped up.

[China Merchants Bank, your account has received a deposit of 800.]

Jiao Yan was stunned when she saw the number. It took her a while to react before she hurriedly dialed the number.

This time, Ji Xuan answered the call, his voice cool yet languid, "Didn't you receive the money?"

Jiao Yan was taken aback. "I received the money, but... Aning, did you forget to enter two zeros? How come it's only... eight hundred?"

That's not enough!
Forget about paying off debts, it's not even enough for her and You Xiaoxiao's living expenses. Ji Xuan chuckled lightly, "What? You want another 800,000?"

Jiao Yan hurriedly said, "That's not what I meant, Aning. Mom is in a bit of trouble and urgently needs money. I don't know how much you have, but... could you lend me a little more? I can write you an IOU."

She's using a strategy of retreat as a means of advancement.

But Ji Xuan laughed again, "Who said this is a loan from you? This is returning it to you."

"Give me back?"

“When I was sixteen, I went to find you, and you gave me eight hundred yuan. Thanks to that eight hundred yuan, I was able to skip a month of summer work. Now, I’m returning the money to you, and we’re even.”

"I'm telling you this now, and you should listen up. From today onwards, I don't want to receive any more calls or texts from you. Otherwise, I will sue you for harassment."

"You take care of yourself!"

Jiao Yan felt a chill run down her spine, and her anger flared even more. "Ji Xuan! I'm your mother, how could you..."

"My mother?" Ji Xuan interrupted with a sneer. "Really? For over twenty years, I thought my mother had died the same year my father passed away!"

"Jiao Yan, don't try to use those so-called moral principles to restrain me, it's useless! I'll say it again, a person like you doesn't deserve to be a mother at all."

"If it weren't for that chance encounter before the New Year, and if the You family hadn't faced this crisis, would you still remember me?"

"If you had any shame at all, you wouldn't have the nerve to ask me for money!"

Ji Xuan hung up the phone after saying those words and then blocked the number.

If it weren't so troublesome to change a number now, she would have thrown this phone card away.

But after returning the eight hundred, she felt much better.

I got up, tidied myself up quickly, changed my clothes, and went to Professor Tan's house.

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Ji Xian got up at 6:30. After washing up and changing his clothes, the doorbell suddenly rang.

As soon as the door opened, Wen Qi was there.

She looked surprised. "You...why are you here? And so early?"

"I guessed you had to catch a flight this morning, so you must have gotten up very early. That's why I came early to have breakfast with you." Wen Qi held up a thermos bag in his hand. "It was all made by Aunt Zhao."

Ji Xian remained silent and could only step aside to let him in first.

He still didn't have shoes to wear, so he had to walk in wearing socks. He glanced around briefly, walked to the dining table, and asked, "Why don't I see the princess?"

"Wanwan came back two days ago, and we picked it up the next day."

Wen Qi took out the breakfast, glanced at her, and said, "You really like cats?"

Ji Xian didn't deny it. He opened the box and smelled a wonderful fragrance. He raised his eyebrows and replied, "I like it, but I'm usually too busy to take care of it."

Wen Qi thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

The idea of ​​buying her a cat died before it even took root.

Next Monday is Valentine's Day, and I wonder if she'll be back from Moscow by then.

Compared to Cheng Kong, he actually wanted her to return to Lin Qi more.

But he couldn't bring it up.

After the two had breakfast, Wen Qi washed a few boxes, intending to take them back with him.

I had just picked up my coat when I saw her push her suitcase out of the room. I was taken aback. "You're bringing luggage with you?"