Quick Transmigration: They're Just Unloved Little Darlings

When the female lead reincarnated multiple times only to meet tragic ends, the collapse of small worlds left the Heavenly Dao in constant lament.

Ultimately, the Heavenly Dao's favoritism...

Chapter 335 The Scoundrel Young Master 21 (2/2)

"Damn it, I thought you were something special, but you're just a pretty face! Pay me back right now!"

"If you don't pay back the money, we'll take all your belongings as payment!"

After much coaxing and cajoling, and even swearing oaths, they managed to temporarily persuade the creditors to leave, leaving their dilapidated home in complete disarray.

The stool was overturned, the thermos was broken, and there were spit stains from the creditor on the floor.

Shen Yurong was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hid in a corner and only dared to come out after the creditor left.

She looked at the messy house and Zhou Qingjian slumped in a chair, and was about to ask what had happened.

Zhou Qingjian, who was a bully at home, suddenly raised his head, as if he had found an outlet for his anger.

All his anger erupted like a volcano, and for the first time, he reached out and slapped Shen Yurong across the face.

"It's all your fault!!"

"If it weren't for you, always urging me to do big things, big things! If it weren't for your greedy pursuit of electronic watches, would we have ended up in this mess?! Huh?!"

He suddenly stepped forward and slapped him hard, his voice hoarse and distorted.

"What kind of bullshit is that?! Huh?! You don't even know the time and place! Are you trying to frame me?!"

"Now look what's happened! The money's gone, and you're drowning in debt! Are you satisfied now?!"

He pointed at Shen Yurong's nose, his eyes wide like copper bells.

Shen Yurong was stunned by the sudden roar, and then a surge of grievance and anger welled up inside her.

"What are you yelling about?! It's your own fault for being incompetent and unlucky! You blame me for everything when things go wrong?!"

"If I hadn't given you that idea, would you have a bicycle and a sewing machine? Would you be living that good life you did a few days ago?! You ungrateful wretch! Now you're turning the tables on me!"

She retorted sharply, her voice shrill with emotion.

"A good life? This is what you call a good life?! I've had enough of living in constant fear!"

"You call that giving advice? You're just pushing me into a fire pit! I was blind to believe your nonsense!"

"You're talking nonsense, Zhou Qingjian! If you didn't want to get rich yourself, would I have forced you? Ask yourself honestly!"

Zhou Qingjian was so angry that he trembled all over.

The argument escalated immediately because of the conflict of interest.

The thin mask of past affection has been completely torn off.

The two fought like fighting cocks with bloodshot eyes, attacking each other with the most vicious language and desperately shifting the blame for their defeat onto the other.

The argument ended with Shen Yurong crying and Zhou Qingjian slamming the door and leaving.

Am I destined to live a life of poverty and hardship?

If I had known Lu Ran would be so successful in this life...

I wish it had been her who married him back then.

So now, listening to the sound of the television, the one who feels at peace and happy is Shen Yurong!

It's all because of Shen Zixi, and it's all because of that good-for-nothing Zhou Qingjian!

That debt collection was just the beginning.

To repay the huge debt incurred due to the electronic watch incident, bicycles, sewing machines, and other possessions that symbolized their status had already been sold off at low prices.

The house was much emptier, which was particularly jarring to Shen Yurong, who was home every day.

The creditors showed no mercy despite their dire circumstances.

They still come to the door every few days, pounding on the thin wooden door, their words harsh and threatening.

"Zhou Qingjian! You can't hide forever! If you don't pay back the money, don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Do you think our money grows on trees? Let me tell you, if we don't scrape together some by this week, we're moving our stuff!"

Each time the creditor left, Shen Yurong felt completely exhausted, her back covered in a cold sweat.