Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 91 Tenfold Repayment

Twenty minutes later, Nanfeng's car finally stopped in front of Xiaoli's villa.

Since leaving the cat cafe, Zhang Wei has been talking non-stop, but Xiao Li has remained completely silent.

Zhang Wei fell into a nervous silence only after Xiaoli opened the car door and got out.

"Zhang Wei... just leave your things here, an auntie will come and get them later."

Xiaoli looked at Zhang Wei, who got out of the car and helped her carry her things, hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "In any case, I still want to thank you for the cat."

"You're welcome..." Before Zhang Wei could finish speaking, he saw Xiao Li holding the cat turn around and knock on the door.

"If it makes you happy, I'll be happy too," Zhang Wei muttered to himself, but Xiao Li, who had just entered the room, probably couldn't hear him unless she had the hearing of Nanfeng.

"Sigh..." Nanfeng sighed from the driver's seat and shouted to the distraught Zhang Wei, "What are you standing there for? Get in the car."

"Once her housekeeper comes out to get the things, you'll lose all face."

Zhang Wei dejectedly climbed into the car.

"Get in the passenger seat. Please don't actually treat me like your driver."

"Feel sorry."

Zhang Wei quickly got up and walked towards the passenger seat.

Just as Zhang Wei had fastened his seatbelt, the notification sound from his phone instantly brought a smile to his face.

"I got a message, Xiaoli messaged me."

He hurriedly opened his phone to check WeChat, his expression suddenly freezing from joy. Then all the smiles faded from his face, like an old iron tree that had finally blossomed being drained of its life force in an instant, becoming wrinkled and lifeless.

Nanfeng turned her head to look at Zhang Wei's trembling hands, and heard the deafening sound of his heartbeat.

Zhang Wei's lips parted slightly, as if he was so angry that he lost his speech. It wasn't until a while later that he pointed at his phone and said with trembling lips, "What does she mean?"

"What does she mean by that!"

Nanfeng glanced at Zhang Wei's phone. The WeChat account named "Naturally Beautiful" hadn't actually said anything offensive.

She simply transferred 80,000 yuan to Zhang Wei.

He simply transferred 80,000 yuan, without saying a single other unnecessary word.

Nanfeng seemed to be deep in thought: How do you memorize Bai Juyi's poems?

A hidden sorrow and resentment arise; at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

This line of poetry is so fitting to describe the current scene.

That's truly devastating!

Sure enough, Zhang Wei's eyes were red, but it was unclear whether it was from anger or grievance.

What does she mean?

"What does she mean by that!"

Zhang Wei kept repeating this sentence, gritting his teeth as he looked at Nanfeng and said, "What does she mean?"

"What does she mean by that!"

Nanfeng couldn't stand Zhang Wei's attitude, so he bluntly asked, "What do you mean? What else could it mean?"

"Eight thousand against eighty thousand, ten times the return, shall we?"

"Stop repeating this sentence over and over again. If you can't think of anything else, slap yourself twice to wake up."

Zhang Wei raised his hand and slapped himself across the face. The slap left his entire right cheek red and swollen.

"No, you're really going to slap me!" Nanfeng quickly stopped Zhang Wei.

Although self-harm is discouraged, the slap was quite effective, and Zhang Wei was finally able to utter a complete sentence.

Zhang Wei said sternly, "What does she mean by this? Is she looking down on people?"

"It's just 80,000 yuan, don't act like nobody doesn't have it!"

"Eighty thousand yuan? I have eighty thousand yuan too!"

"Um... is it possible that 80,000 yuan is your limit, but not someone else's?"

Zhang Wei: "..."

Thank you so much!

Zhang Wei let out a breath; the anger and resentment in his heart, which had been fueled by Nanfeng's words, actually calmed him down considerably.

He said dejectedly, "Yeah, she's a rich young lady, and I'm just a penniless nobody."

"But I just don't understand what I did wrong. Why did I spend money and still not get any benefits?"

"I lost face again for these eight thousand dollars, and I've become your underling. It's not easy for me."

"It's just haggling in a store, it's not like a supermarket where prices are clearly marked. Why can you bargain in a pet store but not in a cat cafe?"

Zhang Wei became increasingly indignant and resentful as he spoke.

Nanfeng ignored Zhang Wei, letting him vent his emotions incessantly.

Nanfeng first drove to a quiet, secluded spot before stopping and sighing, "Zhang Wei, have you ever considered that eight thousand yuan might have a different meaning for you?"

Zhang Wei was taken aback.

Nanfeng continued, "For you, eight thousand yuan is like taking your life, but for Xiaoli, eight thousand yuan is just a number."

"It's not even a particularly large number!"

"Do you know that if she took off any one of her clothes today and sold it as second-hand goods, she could sell it for eight thousand yuan?"

"Did you know that she might spend five figures on a single meal?"

"The eight thousand yuan that you think you have to beg and plead to borrow can actually be transferred to you by someone else with just eighty thousand yuan."

"Your standards for measuring money are completely different."

Nanfeng's words were both cruel and blunt, but every word was a heartfelt reflection of reality.

"Do you want me to continue? If not, I can shut up." Although Nanfeng wanted to give Zhang Wei a nudge, she didn't want to make a fool of herself.

The stupidest thing in the world is to move yourself while disgusting others.

Just like Zhang Wei did just now.

"Continue," Zhang Wei said in a deep voice. Suddenly, he remembered something and quickly added, "Thank you, I mean... thank you for helping me so much and for being willing to tell me all this."

Nanfeng's lips curled into a smile; there was still hope for those who could listen to advice.

"Alright, I'll continue."

"Zhang Wei, you just said you have 80,000 yuan. When you have 80,000 yuan, would you care about spending 80... or 80 yuan?"

Nanfeng originally wanted to say eight hundred yuan, but considering Zhang Wei's stinginess, he changed it to eighty yuan.

However, he clearly didn't fully understand how stingy Zhang Wei was.

"Eighty yuan? Of course I'd care!" Zhang Wei exclaimed loudly, as if eighty yuan were some huge sum of money.

"You won't care about those eight dollars, will you?"

"I care about it too; eight dollars is enough for my lunch."

"That eight cents..."

"I do care. You know I only get 80 cents in interest a day when I deposit 100,000 yuan in the bank."

"..."

"That eight cents..."

"also……"

"Are you deliberately picking a fight?!" Nanfeng rarely swore.

Zhang Wei huddled up, looking just like a frightened quail.

Zhang Wei knew he was particularly stingy, but what could he do when he was all alone and destitute?

If you've ever experienced going hungry for two days and one night because you had no money, or if you've ever washed dishes in the dead of winter and gotten frostbite on your hands, you'll cherish every penny you have now.

Seeing Zhang Wei's expression, even if he didn't say anything, Nanfeng could tell what was going on on his face.

He sighed, "I'm sorry, I went a bit too far. Since you've seen my past in the newspapers, you should be able to guess that my family is quite well-off."

Zhang Wei nodded.

A family that can raise a child into a piano prodigy must be quite well-off, regardless of the child's actual talent.

Let alone more than ten years ago, even more than ten years later, a piano is not something that every family can easily afford.

Not only because it's expensive, but also because it occupies the largest area.

Ordinary families don't have the means to set aside a special space for their children to practice piano.

Nanfeng continued, "I can tell you with certainty that I am already among the most down-to-earth rich people."

"Even so, I couldn't fully put myself in your shoes to see things from your perspective just now."

"So you can't expect Xiaoli to see things from your perspective."

Zhang Wei's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head, saying, "Even if she can't fully see things from my perspective, she doesn't have to treat me like this."

Nanfeng sighed and said, "That's because you've been doing unnecessary things."

"Yes, Xiaoli really likes that blue British Shorthair. But she didn't ask you to buy it. She kept saying she would pay for it herself, and you volunteered to buy it yourself."

"If I were Xiaoli, I would like this item, and I would have the financial means to buy it without even looking at it."

"At this point, you volunteered to pay for me. I knew that this amount of money would be a considerable burden for you, but if I refused, I was afraid that you would feel inferior and overthink things. If I agreed, I would owe you a considerable favor."

"I originally just wanted to pay the money, but now I have to face this dilemma."

"Zhang Wei, if you were Xiao Li, what would you do?"

Zhang Wei fell silent.

"Okay, let's continue."

"I've already decided that I owe you this favor, so I'll ask you to help me pay the bill."

"And what did you do afterward?"

Nanfeng still feels dizzy just thinking about that scene: "You actually went and used your student ID to get a discount from the waitress..."

"Is there a problem with bargaining? Absolutely not."

"Like you said, why can't we bargain for things that don't have a clearly marked price?"

"But other people bargain before they buy, unlike you who only bargain when it's time to pay."

"Not to mention that your reasons for bargaining are so ridiculous that they're enough to embarrass your friends as well."

"So here's the question: why should Xiaoli stand by and embarrass you like this?"

"She could have just paid the bill and left, but now she owes you a favor and has to embarrass herself along with you."

"The only advantage is that she saved some money that's practically nothing to her?"

Zhang Wei muttered to himself, "So... I made a mistake? I shouldn't have tried to bargain?"

"It was wrong, but not in the way you think it is now."

"From your perspective, I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to save money."

"From Xiaoli's perspective, I don't think there's anything wrong with her being angry."

"Neither of you is wrong, but both of you are also wrong."

Zhang Wei looked at Nanfeng in confusion, not understanding what he was saying.

"Zhang Wei, you really like Xiao Li, right?"

"Yes, I like it very much." Zhang Wei's gaze was still fixed on the direction where Xiao Li was, his tone calm but firm. "Nanfeng, I know others might think I'm after Xiao Li's family's money."

"But whether you believe it or not, I genuinely like Xiaoli."

"I don't want to eat the dead or marry a rich woman."

"I like Xiaoli, regardless of whether her family is rich or poor... whether she likes me or not, I just like Xiaoli."

"I am an orphan. Since I was a child, I have dreamed of having a home of my own, a wife I love and who loves me, and a lovely child."

Before I met Xiaoli, my fantasies were wild and unrestrained, but after I met Xiaoli, she became the only wife in my fantasies.

"I really like Xiaoli."

Looking at Zhang Wei, who was troubled by love, Nanfeng sighed softly, "You like her, but that's all you like. That's your biggest mistake."

Nanfeng gazed out the window, her thoughts seemingly drifting elsewhere.

You like her, but you don't understand her.

"If she doesn't like you, she's even less willing to understand you."

Here it comes!

(End of this chapter)