Chapter 77: Give it back to me

Chapter 77: Give it back to me

The houses in the Xingfu Street area are very old, and the demolition policy has been rumored year after year, but there is still no result.

Tan Guohao's family lives on the first floor.

The dilapidated unit door, the dimly lit corridor, and the damp, enclosed basement all bear witness to Wen Jinye's painful memories.

In fact, Tan Guohao had a decent job during those years, and he thrived in a company by flattering and currying favor with sycophants.

But unfortunately, she raised a good-for-nothing son.

Over the years, Tan Donglin has been gambling and womanizing, constantly finding ways to ask his family for money, and the Tan family's savings are almost gone.

So to this day, their family still hasn't moved out of their old, dilapidated apartment.

Wen Jin also knocked on the old door.

The house wasn't well soundproofed; footsteps mixed with the sound of the television could be heard. Zhao Qin impatiently opened the door and asked, "Who's here again?"

The irritation intensified after opening the door and seeing Wen Jinye's face clearly.

Zhao Qin rolled her eyes. "It's like the sun has risen in the west! What are you doing back here, you burden? What? Can't Hong Kong keep you?"

Wen Jin stared at her face, his cold expression making Zhao Qin's heart skip a beat.

She hadn't seen Wen Jinye for many years.

Since graduating from high school, when this cowardly burden moved away, Zhao Qin had never seen her again, only knowing that she had been admitted to a university in Gangcheng.

When they met again, Zhao Qin almost didn't recognize Wen Jinye.

She had changed so much; the fearful and humble expression, the trembling and frail body, and the ever-cautious manner of her actions were all gone.

She was no longer the little girl who could be beaten, scolded, and manipulated at will.

Zhao Qin became more wary. "Once you graduate from high school, you have nothing to do with our family anymore. You're not welcome here. Get lost."

Wen Jin also grabbed the hand that was reaching out to push her away.

She flung him away, her expression sharp. "I'm here to get my things back."

"Where is your stuff here?" In Zhao Qin's world, there is only the principle of things coming in, not things going out.

Wen Jinye cut to the chase, “The golden peace lock that my mother ordered as my eighteenth birthday gift is in your hands.” Her eyes held an unyielding sharpness, and Wen Jinye said, word by word, “Give it back to me.”

"What kind of golden peace lock is this? Are you out of your mind?!" Zhao Qin didn't admit it, and her rebuttals, fueled by guilt, grew louder and louder, echoing clearly in the hallway.

"You ungrateful wretch! We've let you eat and drink for free and live in our house for so many years, raising you to adulthood. After you graduate and make money, you don't know how to be grateful, and you even dare to try to get something from me for nothing?"

"If it weren't for us, you would be homeless by now!"

The motion-activated lights in the hallway all turned on instantly.

Faced with Zhao Qin's heart-wrenching cries, Wen Jin remained indifferent, only a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips. "What are you grateful for? Are you grateful that you locked me in the basement and starved me for three days, or are you grateful that you only allowed me to eat leftovers every day?"

"Since when does mistreating orphans become considered an act of kindness?"

"You think you're all grown up now?" Zhao Qin glared at her fiercely, her tone threatening. "Do you believe I'll call the police and have you arrested for trespassing and disturbing the peace?"

Wen Jin remained expressionless. "That would be best. We can also have the police settle all the messy accounts from the past few years for us, and it would be even better if we could go to court. We can put all the hospital bills, insurance payouts, and the transaction contract for that house out in the open."

Zhao Qin naturally objected.

She was trembling with anger, speechless at Wen Jinye's sharp words. She could only point at Wen Jinye's nose and shout, "You little slut, don't think you can ride on my head just because you've been in Hong Kong for a few years!"

The commotion at the door finally startled the man watching TV on the sofa.

If he doesn't come out, Wen Jin will still think he's dead.

The man, holding a phone remote control, strode over aggressively, demanding, "What's all the noise about?"

Seeing him arrive, Zhao Qin instantly gained confidence, her ability to distort the truth came naturally.

"This bitch is going too far! She's trying to steal our family's money!"

Tan Guohao's calculating gaze fell on Wen Jinye. Compared to Zhao Qin's hysteria, Tan Guohao was much more shrewd.

His eyes darted around twice. "Jinye, what do you want to take from your uncle? Your uncle spent a lot of money raising you. You couldn't have grown into such a successful person without your uncle and aunt's care, could you? You can't repay kindness with enmity."

"Your cousin accidentally broke his leg and can only recuperate at home now." The couple knew that Wen Jin was not easy to fool, so they took turns playing the good cop and the bad cop.

Tan Guohao played the victim, saying, "Now, my uncle's family is also having a hard time. Besides, that money was a mess to begin with. We've raised you all these years, and the effort we've put in can't be measured in money."

But he didn't mention the golden lock at all.

However, Wen Jin was somewhat surprised to hear the news that Tan Donglin had broken his leg.

Immediately following this was a feeling of comfort welling up inside.

Since the last time she was approached by Tan Donglin's creditors, Tan Donglin has never appeared in Wen Jinye's world again.

Wen Jin also thought that Tan Donglin had behaved himself.

It turns out that his leg was broken and he could no longer cause trouble.

It's estimated that the creditors, having failed to find her, went back to Tan Donglin and crippled his leg.

It's true that evil people will always be punished by other evil people.

But Wen Jin didn't care whether Tan Guohao's family was having a hard time or not.

No matter how hard or difficult things get, the family could survive until the end of time by eating each other's faces when they were starving.

Wen Jin's patience had run out; there was no point in arguing with this kind of person until dark.

She coldly issued an ultimatum.

"The order for that gold chain can still be found. We also have the shop owner's call records and visit records. If you don't intend to return it, then go tell these high-sounding lies to the police."

Zhao Qin's eyes darted away for a moment, but ultimately the gold, worth nearly 100,000 yuan, took over her emotions.

Even when she's in the wrong, this shrewish woman from the streets can only rely on her loud voice to bluff, "Wen Jinye! You say it's here, so it's here? Did you see her give it to me with your own eyes? If you didn't see it with your own eyes, then stop throwing mud at me."

"We're not even sure if that thing even exists. Who knows if it's something you made up out of desperation to scam us out of money?"

Zhao Qin stood with her hands on her hips, spitting as she spoke, "If you're so desperate for money, go sell yourself! Stop trying to get my attention."

Wen Jin also pressed 110 immediately.

A flicker of panic crossed Tan Guohao's eyes. He hurriedly tried to snatch Wen Jinye's phone, but Wen Jinye backed away, interrupting his attempt to call the police.

"Shut up!" Tan Guohao turned around and angrily berated the incessantly chattering Zhao Qin. "I think you're really going through menopause and your brain isn't working properly. A while ago, a strange woman came to our house to deliver something, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Qin met his sinister gaze and reluctantly shut her mouth.

After Tan Guohao and Zhao Qin finished their performance, Tan turned to Wen Jin and said kindly, "We didn't think about it at the time and didn't remember it for a moment. Your aunt probably just put it down and forgot about it."

"Why is this child so serious? Why call the police about something that's just a family matter?"

"Okay, I'll look for it with your aunt, and we'll contact you again once we find it."

Wen Jin didn't listen to his nonsense at all; the item was already in their hands.

Her beautiful eyes were unwavering: "Now."