Chapter 15 Selling Oneself to Pay Off Debts

Mother He really couldn't hold on any longer and got off the stool on her own.

"Chu Rou, you must give us an explanation today!"

Chu Rou crossed her arms and asked, "What explanation does Aunt He want?"

Mother He's legs were so tired and weak that she could only stand up by leaning on Father He, but she still had a lot of presence.

"You kept a gigolo, which caused my son to commit suicide. I demand that you compensate us for emotional distress."

Chu Rou scoffed, "Did you two ask clearly before you came why I broke up with He Wei? He cheated on me. He left me and went to sleep with another woman right after."

"I should be the one to claim compensation for emotional distress. I wasted five years of my youth with him."

Mr. and Mrs. He's expressions changed drastically. "Impossible! He Wei was willing to break ties with us for you, how could he cheat on you?"

“Could it be that you should ask He Wei again when you get back?” Chu Rou tucked her hair behind her ear. “Also, who told you that I was paying for a gigolo?”

“It was your best friend who said it,” Mrs. He thought for a moment, then slapped her thigh. “Yes, your best friend named He Yin.”

Damn her mother, it's He Yin again. How blind she must have been to have dated such a bastard!

Chu Rou snorted twice, "You've really come to the right person. He Wei cheated on her with her, and she might just be your future daughter-in-law."

"You must be very happy now, right? I broke up with He Wei. Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

"As for compensation for emotional distress, I don't want it. You all should go back to the hospital and take care of He Wei!"

"Wait!" Father He called out to Chu Rou.

Chu Rou turned around. "Uncle He, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"He Yin said He Wei bought you a house. Now that you've broken up, you have to return the house to us!"

"What do you mean He Wei paid for it?" Chu Rou's mother, Shi Jingman, suddenly asked. "Our family paid half of the purchase price, and as for the name on the property certificate, it was He Wei who insisted on putting our Rou Rou's name on it."

Mr. and Mrs. He exchanged a glance, realizing that what they had said was different from what He Yin had said.

“He Wei also contributed half the money,” He’s father said, his eyes darting around. “I’ll give you two choices: either transfer the house to He Wei, or return the two million to us.”

"Two million? Are you robbing me!" Shi Jingman was so angry that her hands trembled. "The total price of the house was only about two million back then. Have you no shame?"

“We bought it cheaply back then, but now the house prices have gone up. Don’t think we don’t know.” Mother He raised her head proudly.

"I don't want two million. How about you give me one and a half million and I transfer the house to He Wei?" Chu Rou suggested.

“We can’t come up with that much money. You only have two choices: either give us the house or give us the money,” Mr. and Mrs. He said firmly.

Shi Jingman was at a loss. She looked at her husband, Shen Minghui, beside her. "Minghui, what should we do?"

Shen Minghui frowned and sighed, "We can't come up with two million either!"

Shi Jingman was also aware of her family's situation; most of their funds were tied up in investment products, and they had no more than one million yuan in cash at their disposal.

Moreover, Chu Rou wasn't Shen Minghui's biological daughter. It was already quite generous of a stepdaughter to give her a million yuan to buy a house.

"That's 1.5 million, that's all." Mo Chi, who had appeared beside Chu Rou at some point, said, "If you keep making trouble, we'll call the police and accuse you of extortion."

Mr. He had some understanding of the law, and he pointed at the ink pond and asked, "Who are you? Do you keep your word? We want the money now."

“I am the gigolo you all talk about, but I am richer than Rou Rou, and I don’t let her support me.”

Mo Chi took out his phone and asked, "Bank transfer? Or another payment platform?"

Mr. He took out a bank card from his pocket. "Just transfer the money to this card."

"Rou Rou," Mo Chi patted the dumbfounded Chu Rou, "go find paper and pen and have them write a receipt."

"Oh!" Chu Rou looked around the crowd and saw a child with a schoolbag on his back. She waved to him and said, "Little Fatty, can I borrow your paper and pen?"

Little Fatty ran over, took out his notebook and pen from his schoolbag, and handed them to Chu Rou, saying, "Sister Chu Rou, here you go."

Chu Rou quickly wrote a few lines on the notebook and placed it in front of He's father, saying, "Sign your name first."

Without saying a word, Mr. He signed his name.

Mo Chi transferred 1.5 million yuan to He's father's bank card, saying, "You have nothing to do with Chu Rou anymore. I don't want you to harass her anymore, including your son."

The bank sent a text message to Mr. He, notifying him that 1.5 million yuan had been deposited into his account. Having achieved their goal, Mr. and Mrs. He nodded and left together without saying anything more.

Chu Rou tore off the receipt, returned the notebook and pen to Xiao Pang, and took out 100 yuan in cash for him. "Xiao Pang, thank you for today. Take this money and buy some good food!"

Little Fatty happily accepted the money, "Thank you, Sister Chu Rou!"

Chu Rou shouted to the crowd of onlookers, "There's no excitement today, everyone go home!"

The crowd scattered in all directions!

Shi Jingman was still in shock when she turned to Shen Luo and asked, "Xiao Luo, if I'm not mistaken, that boy is your classmate, right?"

When Shen Luo first rented the house, Shi Jingman went there once and saw Mo Chi.

Shen Luo was also a little dumbfounded. He nodded, "It's Mo Chi. He's so rich!"

Shi Jingman slapped Chen Luo hard on the back, "The point is, did he have it? I'm asking you, what's going on between him and your sister?"

"They should be fine, right?" Shen Luo said uncertainly. He hadn't been around for the past two days, so he wondered if something had happened between them.

Chu Rou pulled Mo Chi aside and said, "You brat, you're quite rich. I don't have 1.5 million to pay you back right now."

Mo Chi smiled, "How about you sell yourself to me?"

Chu Rou's almond-shaped eyes widened, "I don't sell myself!"

"Did I say I wanted to buy your body, you old woman!" Mo Chi patted Chu Rou's head. "I want you to cook for me, clean my room, serve me tea and water, and..."

Mo Chi paused for a moment, then said, "I haven't thought of the rest yet. Anyway, you have to be there when I need you."

"That's it?" Chu Rou asked. "What's the deadline? Are you telling me I'm going to be a maid for the rest of my life?!"

"Let's set a five-year plan first, and an annual salary of 300,000 should be enough, right?"

"Sure, sure," Chu Rou happily agreed; it was even more than her salary.

"Sister, Mo Chi!" Shen Luo called out loudly to the two people whispering not far away.

Chu Rou and Mo Chi turned around and found that Shi Jingman and Shen Minghui were gone. Shen Luo pointed upstairs and said, "Mom wants you to come upstairs to talk."

...

Chu Rou and Mo Chi sat side by side on the sofa, while Shi Jingman and Shen Luo sat opposite them.

Shi Jingman asked seriously, "Rou Rou, how far have things progressed between you and Mo Chi?"