Meng Zihan felt nauseous and covered her mouth, gagging a few times, but nothing came out.
She leaned on the table, and it took her a long time to suppress her nausea.
Go to jail.
Just thinking about those two words made her feel breathless.
No, absolutely not!
She wasn't reborn to go back to those dark and hopeless days!
I have to find a way to extricate myself from this situation!
"Nonsense! It's all nonsense he's talking about!"
Meng Zihan raised her head, glaring at the Ye family members, her face filled with grief and indignation at being wronged and betrayed.
"Meng Xuejun is a liar! A gambling addict!"
She even forgot to speak Cantonese-accented Mandarin, her mouth full of Jiangcheng accent.
"He tricked me into going to Hong Kong! He said there was a big business opportunity there, and I could make a fortune! I believed his lies and took the money with me. And what happened? He took the money and went to gamble, never coming home for days on end! A company? What company! It was just an empty shell! He doesn't know anything about doing business; all he does is eat, drink, gamble, and whore!"
“I was the one who kept the company afloat! I did all the sales and contract negotiations myself! He took all the money I earned to pay off his gambling debts! In the end, the company was even mortgaged! How could I possibly partner with him? I wish he were dead out there!”
By the end, her eyes were red, and tears began to stream down her face.
She even believed what she said.
She felt incredibly unlucky to have such a father; it was like she had the worst luck imaginable.
The fact that she was able to stand up again and start her own company is entirely due to her own intelligence and indomitable spirit.
She is a strong woman who has endured countless hardships but refuses to bow to fate.
She believed that the officers at the police station would be moved to tears by her story.
Unfortunately, none of the four members of the Ye family in the living room sympathized with her.
Neither of the Ye brothers, Ye Linnan and Ye Linbei, looked at her.
One pretended to watch TV, while the other simply got up to go to the bathroom, completely ignoring her anger and grievances.
Meng Xueyun stared at her expressionlessly.
Doesn't she know what kind of person her niece is?
He can't study well, he can't work long, he's all talk and no action, and besides being vain and lying, he has no other skills.
One person running a company?
She would only believe that if she were demented!
Ye Zhenghua suddenly spoke.
His voice was muffled due to the aftereffects of his stroke, but it was still clear enough for Meng Zihan to hear him.
"You were beaten up and hospitalized, and... what happened?"
Meng Zihan turned her head and glared fiercely at Ye Zhenghua.
That old geezer who's half-dead!
Even though she's so sick, they still can't resist poking at her heart!
How hateful!
"Uncle, who told you this nonsense?" Meng Zihan suppressed her anger and wiped away her tears. "There's no such thing. My dad made it all up to extort money. Look at me now, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"
"Oh..." Ye Zhenghua responded slowly, then asked, "Is your trading...trading company still...operating?"
"That kind of work? I stopped doing it a long time ago," Meng Zihan said dismissively. "That kind of work is tiring and doesn't make any money. Only a fool would do it. I've switched to the clothing business now, sourcing goods from the south. That's where the real money is! In just half a month, I easily made over 20,000 yuan!"
As she spoke, as if to prove her point, she deliberately raised her hand and elegantly brushed a stray hair from her forehead with the wrist adorned with a glittering gold watch.
In the past, if Meng Xueyun had seen her niece acting like this, she would have rushed over to her, grabbed her hand, and kept praising her for being "ambitious," "capable," and "Auntie knew you were the smartest."
But now, Meng Xueyun merely glanced at the watch indifferently, her heart completely unmoved.
Twenty thousand yuan?
So what if it's 200,000?
Not a single penny will end up in their own pockets; they might even have to find ways to extract money from their own homes.
She came back today either to show off or to scam money from investors; she has no good intentions.
Meng Xueyun saw through it all, but Ye Zhenghua had other plans.
Meng Xuejun owes that big boss 100,000 yuan; that's a done deal.
Ever since Meng Xuejun was arrested, the debt collectors sent by that boss have been hovering around their doorstep like flies every day.
He doesn't hit or curse people; he just follows them wherever they go.
He followed Meng Xueyun to work; he also followed her to the market to buy groceries.
The neighbors started gossiping, saying their family had gotten involved with the underworld, which was incredibly annoying.
Now that Meng Zihan claims to have "made a fortune" and is Meng Xuejun's biological daughter, she should pay back her debts.
It is only natural for daughters to pay their fathers' debts!
She should rightfully pay that money back!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhenghua desperately winked at Meng Xueyun and gestured with his mouth, signaling her to speak quickly.
Meng Xueyun didn't understand at first, but after watching him wink and make faces for a long time, she suddenly realized.
A smile immediately spread across her face.
"Xiaohan, you've really made something of yourself! You're completely different from before! Your aunt and uncle are so happy for you!"
Meng Zihan was quite pleased with the familiar flattery and was about to boast about how she dominated the clothing market in the south, and ask if there was any money left over from the medical expenses she had paid for Ye Zhenghua's hospitalization last time, when she heard Meng Xueyun change the subject.
“Xiaohan,” Meng Xueyun sighed, looking troubled, “your dad told us that he was tricked into gambling and ended up owing someone 100,000 yuan without even realizing it. He said the person who set the trap was your boyfriend.”
“This is all your young people’s business, we don’t understand. But now that your dad has been arrested, the debt collectors are blocking our door every day, it’s not good. The neighbors are watching, it’s embarrassing. Since you’re making so much money now, why don’t you pay back this money? It’ll save us from being gossiped about every day.”
Meng Zihan was stunned.
What?
Why would they ask her to hand over 100,000 yuan for no reason?
Or should it be used to pay off Meng Xuejun's gambling debts?
Even more outrageous is that this creditor is her "boyfriend"?
Where did she find a boyfriend in the port city?
Could it be Director Zhang?
impossible!
Director Zhang had no idea who Meng Xuejun was. Where did Meng Xuejun owe him money?
It's definitely a lie!
Meng Xueyun and Ye Zhenghua were envious of her "success" now, so they conspired to make up lies and try to extort money from her!
right!
That must be it!
These poor bastards used to look down on her, but now that she's rich, they want to leech off her! No way!
Meng Zihan jumped up from the chair and screamed.
"Ten thousand yuan? How would I know anything about ten thousand yuan! And you owe my boyfriend money? I don't even have a boyfriend! You can't even make up a believable lie!"
"Trying to scam me out of my money? No way!"
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