Wanjin Lady

Chapter 73 Reprieve
Seeing Wen Weiming's gaze fall on the face of the person next to him, Manager Ding was startled. He turned his head and saw that his nephew was hiding behind him stealthily.

"You!" Shopkeeper Ding frowned fiercely and grabbed his nephew. "How dare you go to the Wen family to collect the debt without my knowledge!"

His nephew begged for mercy, "Second Uncle, it was the Sixth Master of the Yuan Family who wanted to deal with the Wen Family. I was just helping him! Besides, nothing valuable was broken. It was just some water jars and some flowers and plants. Don't listen to that stinky woman!"

- Swish!

A long sword came from the air, passed by the speaker's ear, and stabbed into the wooden stake behind him.

A strand of black hair swayed and fell onto the bluestone slab.

The faces of the people present changed drastically!
The young man was terrified. He grabbed Manager Ding's hand and collapsed to the ground. He then pointed at Zhao Heng and cursed tremblingly: "You are just a son-in-law, a thing that is neither human nor ghost, and an ominous person who wears a mask all day long... How dare you..."

The thin young man behind Wen Wan stood up.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his figure was tall, half of his face was covered by a silver mask, and he had a cold and stern air.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue!"

Manager Ding also hates it.

My nephew is disappointing!
Originally, I helped the Yuan family, so it was a favor!
But now he has pushed the person out, and the favor has turned into hatred!

What a hateful nephew who betrayed the man with just a few words, leaving him in a difficult position!
As expected, the young lady said coldly, "I didn't know that the owner behind Xinlong Bank is surnamed Yuan. Manager Ding, you still dare to say that you didn't plan to rob my Wen family all along?!"

Shopkeeper Ding was in a dilemma.

It is unjustifiable for a money house to demand repayment in advance.

Besides, Wen Wan called so many people here today with the intention of using public grievances to put pressure on him.

Shopkeeper Ding couldn't help but take another look at the leading young lady.

He is thin and small, and looks weak, but he has a sharp edge.

Why didn’t I realize last time that this young lady was such a powerful person?
The only solution now is...

Shopkeeper Ding's expression softened, a gracious smile playing across his face. "Shopkeeper Wen, this is all a misunderstanding! My nephew has never been very capable. I honestly didn't realize he brought people to your Wen family to collect debts! I am willing to shoulder all the losses suffered by the Wen family today. Please calculate how much of your belongings my nephew has broken, and I will compensate you accordingly! And I will also pay for Brother Wen's medical expenses. I will use the most expensive medicine and will absolutely ensure that he does not suffer any harm!"

The weather was gloomy.

The young lady's smile was bright and clear. "What about the mental damage compensation?"

What is mental damages?
"You brought your men into my house without any reason, and frightened my old servant so much that his old illness relapsed, causing him to have palpitations and colic, and he became mentally depressed. I'm afraid he'll have nightmares for days after returning!"

Upon hearing this, Mother Chen immediately covered her chest and pretended to lie down on the ground, crying out, "Ouch, ouch!" "My heart hurts! Hurry, hurry, I'm going to die—"

Hongmei immediately stepped forward, shouting, "My dear Aunt Chen, I'm afraid my heart disease has come back again... Damn Xinlong Bank... The debt collection has forced Aunt Chen's old illness back... Morals have fallen... People's hearts are no longer as they used to be..."

Wen Weiming lowered his hand that was on his chest awkwardly.

harm.

I wanted to lie down on the ground, but unexpectedly, Chen Ma got there first.

Shopkeeper Ding jumped up and down, no longer as calm as before, "You...you want to blackmail me?"

Wen Wan sneered and pulled away, "Let's go to West Street. Xinlong Bank is forcing creditors to repay their debts early. We need to let all the shopkeepers on West Street know! It doesn't matter if one of our Wen family members fell into their trap, but we can't let the other shopkeepers be deceived!"

Shopkeeper Ding was breathing rapidly, and his beard was shaking violently.

Blackmail!

This is blatant extortion! The majority of the loans to Xinlong Money Shop come from merchants. If the merchants listen to this vixen's slander, how can the money shop continue to do business?
Shopkeeper Ding took two steps at a time and crawled down the stairs, but bumped into Zhao Heng's strong chest.

Yo ho.

Such hot chest muscles?
It must be very comfortable to lean on chest muscles like this, right?
Wen Wan frowned slightly and pulled Zhao Heng away, looking defensive. "Manager Ding, what are you doing?"

What does it mean to lean on her figurine's chest muscles and have a look of nostalgia on her face?
Shopkeeper Ding ignored the strict rules between men and women and eagerly grabbed Wen Wan's sleeve, "Shopkeeper Wen, let's talk it over. Let's talk it over."

Shopkeeper Ding withstood the blazing gaze from above his head and lowered his posture very low. "Can we talk for a moment?"

"can."

The two of them moved to the side.

Shopkeeper Ding smiled wryly, "You brought so many people here today with all the fanfare... If you have any requests, just tell me directly."

The young lady's pupils were deep, and she went straight to the point, "I owe Xinlong Bank one thousand taels of silver... Give me three months' grace."

Shopkeeper Ding shook his head like a rattle, "No... No, this has never been done before... Even if I lend you the thousand taels, I'll still have to use your land deed as collateral! For ordinary people, the maximum loan amount is five hundred taels, and you..."

"Land deed? You said Shi Jinquan stole the land deed from my house?"

"This...this..." Shopkeeper Ding was sweating profusely.

"Okay." Wen Wan didn't force it and walked out decisively, "Then I'll go to West Street and take a look."

"Oh, my Shopkeeper Wen..." Shopkeeper Ding helplessly grabbed a piece of Wen Wan's sleeve, "One month, no more."

"make a deal!"

Now Shopkeeper Ding realized that he had completely fallen into the trap of this little girl today!

This girl came here just to get a deferment from the beginning!

Shopkeeper Ding grabbed Wen Weiming's hand and smiled meaningfully, "Brother Wen, your girl is amazing. She's better than ten men."

Wen Weiming smiled proudly: "Of course. Her grandfather was a scholar!"

But Wen Wan saw Yuan Liulang among the crowd of onlookers.

The two looked at each other.

It is just like when enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other.

Yuan Liulang stood across the crowd with a dark face, then got into the carriage.

When Wen Wan returned home with her people, she saw that the mess in the front yard had been cleaned up and the fallen flower pots had been picked up. Amidst the busyness, Wen Wan saw a familiar figure, "Madam Liu!"

When Concubine Liu and her two brothers heard about the commotion at the Wen family's house, they immediately rushed over. At this moment, Wen Jing was frightened and hugged Concubine Liu tightly. Concubine Liu couldn't break free and greeted her from a distance: "Miss."

His eyes passed directly over Father Wen and landed on Zhao Heng's face, "Son-in-law."

Wen Weiming's face was dull, and he looked like an unforgivable sinner in front of Aunt Liu, not saying a word.

Wen Wan immediately asked someone to repair the yard and chatted with Aunt Liu, "Aunt, why are you here today?"

"I heard that people from Xinlong Bank came to the Wen family to smash things up. I was worried about you and Wen Jing, so I rushed here with my brother."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Auntie. We're fine, no one was hurt. They just wanted to force us to pay back the money in advance. They smashed some worthless items. I've already asked Shopkeeper Ding for compensation. Our family didn't suffer any loss."

(End of this chapter)