An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 212 "Money-Losing Goods"

The farce ended with the Wang family receiving the full amount of their deposit and betrothal gifts, plus 500 yuan in compensation for emotional distress, for a total of 3,500 yuan.

Ultimately, they were in the wrong. Although they didn't want to admit the relationship between that scoundrel and Cui Yan, their blood relation was an objective fact.

Moreover, given that scoundrel's nature, after getting such a large sum of money, he's probably hiding somewhere now, living a carefree life. We can't find him anywhere. So, we can only let the Wang family keep harassing Cui Yan.

Cui Yan wanted to stop Grandma Huo from giving away the money. She argued that the wronged should have their culprits, and since they hadn't received a single penny of that money, why should they have to pay off that scumbag's debt?
But her grandmother advised her: "Xiaoyan, if this continues, you will be the one who suffers the most. You are a young girl, and you are already involved in such a marriage dispute at such a young age. In the long run, your reputation will be ruined."

Besides, you've already repeated a year, and now the college entrance exam is just a few months away. Your grandma hopes that your study environment can be quiet and not be too affected by the outside world.

Don't worry, your grandfather and I can afford it.

Cui Yan fell silent. What else could she say? There was nothing she could do. She was powerless to resist the harassment from the Wang family, and she had no way to get the money back from her father.

For Cui Yan, three thousand five hundred was an astronomical sum.

Since the family couldn't come up with that much cash on the spot, Huo Qingshan suggested driving to a bank in the city to withdraw the money.

At this moment, Meng Youyou stepped forward and said that she had some cash with her. "Some cash"? Cui Yan saw that she took out two thousand yuan in one go. What a generous gesture!

Huo Qingshan instinctively refused; he didn't want to use her money.

But Meng Youyou whispered in the man's ear, "Let's finish this as soon as possible, don't drag it out. If you can send him away today, don't wait until tomorrow. I happen to have some cash on hand that I haven't had time to deposit yet, you can pay me back later."

The volume was very low, and Cui Yan couldn't hear what she was saying to him, but the image of the two whispering close together in each other's ears inexplicably stung Cui Yan's nerves, which had been stretched to the limit after a day of trembling.

What are you pretending for? You know perfectly well I framed you this morning. Now you're acting like a savior, throwing around a huge sum of money to play the good guy, all just to win over Grandma and Grandpa!
Mrs. Wang was still unhappy after receiving the money. She wanted to grumble a few more times to vent her anger and resentment, but when she looked up, she met the man's dark and sinister eyes. He was standing diagonally opposite her, silent, his gaze fixed on her, exuding a cold and fierce aura.

So, she swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of her tongue.

After finally seeing off those two big shots from the Wang family, Grandma Huo secretly urged Huo Qingshan to go to the city to get the money as soon as possible, and preferably return the money to them that same day. It was really inappropriate for someone who wasn't even married to her to spend so much money on a visit to the man's house and only stay for two days.

Huo Qingshan had the same thought. Without lingering, he told Meng Youyou a few things, then picked up his car keys and left.

As soon as the man stepped outside, he saw a familiar black SUV parked in front of the clinic, with Lu Feng, the captain of the anti-drug squad, in the driver's seat.

Upon seeing this, Huo Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, instinctively sensing that something serious and extremely troublesome had happened; otherwise, why would this person have specifically come to his doorstep during his vacation?

After parking his car, Lu Feng slowly rolled down the window and cast an ambiguous glance at the man standing at the door. The two brothers had known each other for many years. Although they worked under different systems, they had cooperated on numerous missions, both large and small, over the years. Often, a single glance was enough for them to understand each other perfectly, demonstrating their exceptional tacit understanding.

For example, at this moment, before Lu Feng could even speak, the two of them only exchanged a glance, and Huo Qingshan became even more certain of his earlier guess.

He strode to the car, opened the passenger door, and jumped in. Looking straight ahead, he casually said, "You've come at the right time. Take me to the city." Lu Feng glanced at him but didn't rush to get down to business. Over time, they had developed a certain dynamic. He understood his junior brother; the more urgent the matter, the calmer he became, proceeding at his own pace because he knew what he was doing.

But... this time, and the people involved, Lu Feng had a vague feeling that his junior brother probably wouldn't be able to handle things as calmly as before.

Lu Feng started the car and turned around to head back the way he came.

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Throughout the day, one unexpected event after another occurred. Considering that little Tingting had been frightened one after another, and was probably quite traumatized, Grandma Huo asked Cui Yan to take Tingting to the small shop on this street to buy some snacks and distract the little girl.

Besides selling daily necessities, the small shops on the street also have a room that is used as a chess and card room, which is always bustling with activity.

Cui Yan led Tingting to the snack shelf and let her choose on her own, while she went to the condiment shelf on the other side, remembering that the salt at home seemed to be running out.

The shelves displaying condiments were near the card and mahjong room, where the sounds of people playing cards and mahjong filled the air, along with lively conversation: "I think it's around three thousand yuan?"

It was a woman's offhand remark, spoken with a hint of uncertainty and doubt.

"Not only that, my sister married into the Wang family next door. She said the deposit and dowry alone amounted to three thousand yuan, and the Lin family also paid an extra penalty for breach of contract, so it's probably four thousand yuan in total." Another person quickly chimed in, speaking with great conviction.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yan's heart skipped a beat. She quickly realized that the focus of their conversation was on her.

"So much money! Four thousand yuan! Tsk tsk tsk, just giving it away like that, Old Master Lin is really generous. To do this for a child who isn't related to you by blood, is he really not afraid of losing everything?"

"Who can disagree? That child is truly lucky to have met such a compassionate family."

Some people disagreed: "Even the most saintly person can't withstand such extravagance! Her father is a vampire, a bottomless pit. I remember when the Lin family first adopted that girl, her father even extorted a sum of money from them. With such a money-losing child, the little bit of wealth that the old couple in the Lin family have painstakingly accumulated over the years will probably all be ruined by that girl."

"Hey, speaking of which, has the Lin family's grandson recently brought a girlfriend home?"

"Yes, I saw him once when I went to the clinic that day. He was very handsome, and judging from his clothes, he didn't seem to be from an ordinary family."

"..."

Cui Yan didn't listen to what was said after that. Tingting appeared beside her with a bag of candy and a pack of fried dough twists, shook her arm, and said in a childish voice, "Sister Xiaoyan, I've picked them out."

Cui Yan grabbed a bag of salt from the shelf, led Tingting to the counter to pay, handed over a five-yuan bill, and a moment later, the other party handed over three one-yuan bills. Cui Yan took them and turned to walk towards the door.

One foot had already stepped out the door when someone behind him called out, "Hey...hey, we haven't finished giving you your change yet! There are still seventy-five cents left."