Your troubles are my troubles.
Feng Jinxuan's question, filled with complex emotions, was like a probe, gently plucking the deepest chord in Yu Jinli's heart.
Do you want to?
Of course she wanted to.
Who in this world wouldn't want to know where they came from?
But she knew even better that once the Pandora's box of her "origins" was opened, everything she had now, this fragile and sweet balance that had just been established, would likely be completely shattered.
She will have two more "biological parents" she has never met, a "sect" she knows nothing about, and a "responsibility" she doesn't want to take on at all.
And between her and Feng Jinxuan, there will be an insurmountable chasm called "Tianyan Pavilion" and "Shiying Sect".
She was scared.
For the first time, she felt so clearly what it meant to feel apprehensive about returning home.
"In no mood."
Yu Jinli shook her head, her carefree, money-grubbing smile returning to her face.
"I have money, a career, and a boyfriend who is so handsome he's practically godlike. My life is already perfect, and I don't need any more random family members."
She paused, then added, as if trying to convince herself, or perhaps him.
“My adoptive parents are very good to me; they are my only family.”
Feng Jinxuan looked at her, his deep black eyes swirling with emotions.
He knew she was lying.
He could see the undisguised longing and fear for family in her eyes.
But in the end, he said nothing.
He simply reached out and took the girl's slightly cold hand in his own palm.
"Okay." He said in a low voice, "If you don't want to, we won't see you."
...
Yu Jinli declined Gu Yanzhi's "invitation," and life seemed to return to its previous track.
But both of them knew in their hearts that the time bomb called "Shadow Eater Sect Master" could explode at any moment.
Beneath the calm surface, turbulent currents surge.
That day, Yu Jinli was in her office, studying user data from the app's backend, when Assistant Wang knocked on the door and came in.
“Boss, Ms. Yu,” he handed her a document, “there’s new progress regarding the debt issue left by Ms. Yu’s adoptive parents that you mentioned before.”
Yu Jinli's heart jumped into her throat.
That huge debt of millions was the biggest thorn in her side.
That was also her biggest motivation for working so hard to earn money.
"How is it?" she asked anxiously.
“We found out that the person who lent money to your adoptive parents and used violence to collect the debts was a gang leader from the south of the city known as ‘Brother Leopard.’” Assistant Wang’s tone was tinged with disdain. “This Brother Leopard had multiple financial dealings with Feng Jinhong, who committed suicide earlier.”
Yu Jinli's face darkened.
As expected, it was Feng Jinhong again.
That guy is like a persistent ghost.
"In addition," Assistant Wang continued, "we also found out that the property rights of the old house left by your adoptive parents have been illegally transferred to Brother Leopard's own name."
"What?!" Yu Jinli suddenly stood up.
That house was the only memento her adoptive parents left her! It was the only place in the world she could call "home"!
"Don't rush."
A warm, large hand pressed down on her trembling shoulder.
It is the sealing of the profound mystery.
He didn't know when he had walked up to her.
He looked at her with a reassuring gaze.
"Leave it to me."
That afternoon, in a mixed-race village in the southern suburbs of Yuncheng.
Inside a mahjong parlor filled with smoke.
A middle-aged man, shirtless, covered in cheap tattoos, and wearing a thick gold chain around his neck, was smoking a cigarette and playing mahjong with several of his men.
He is Brother Leopard.
"Damn it, I lost again!" Brother Leopard slammed his cards on the table, cursing under his breath.
Just then, the door to the mahjong parlor was kicked open from the outside.
A loud bang startled everyone.
A dozen burly men in black suits and sunglasses filed in, instantly surrounding the entire mahjong parlor.
Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in a bespoke suit, whose demeanor seemed completely out of place and whose handsome appearance was almost unreal, slowly walked in.
Brother Leopard was so frightened by the scene before him that it resembled a scene from a porn movie that he dropped the cigarette he had in his mouth.
"Who...who are you people? What do you want!" he roared, his voice trembling with fear.
Feng Jinxuan ignored him.
He simply walked up to the mahjong table, picked up a "one of bamboo" tile, and fiddled with it in his hand.
"So you're Brother Leopard?" His voice was calm, yet it carried an invisible sense of oppression.
"So what if it is...?"
"Three years ago, didn't you 'buy' a house from an elderly couple surnamed Yu?" Feng Jinxuan asked.
Leopard's expression changed slightly.
He remembered.
Yes, that's true.
Those old geezers owed him over a million yuan, and in the end, they paid off the debt with a dilapidated house.
"So what if it is? That was a legal transaction, we have a contract!"
"Is that so?" A cold smile curled at the corner of Feng Jinxuan's lips.
He casually tossed the mahjong tiles in his hand aside.
"Assistant Wang."
"exist."
Assistant Wang stepped forward and slammed a thick stack of documents onto the mahjong table.
“Brother Leopard, whose real name is Li Fugui,” Assistant Wang adjusted his glasses, his voice devoid of any emotion, “This is the evidence we’ve collected of all your alleged illegal lending, violent debt collection, contract fraud, and… intentional assault over the past ten years.”
"We have already submitted this evidence to the police and tax authorities simultaneously."
“In addition,” he paused, “we just acquired, in the name of the Feng Group, your largest creditor, the microfinance company that provided you with the principal for the loan.”
Leopard's face turned deathly pale instantly.
"In other words," Assistant Wang concluded, "from now on, your debt of up to 30 million, including principal and interest, is owed to our General Manager Feng."
"Mr. Li, our boss is giving you two options."
"First, immediately, right now, return the property rights of that house unconditionally. Then, wait to go to jail."
"Secondly, let's have a proper talk now about the issue of 'repaying the money'."
Leopard looked at the man in front of him who was smiling like a devil, and at the men in black who were eyeing him menacingly.
He had no doubt that if he had chosen "option two," his fate would have been a hundred times worse than going to jail.
His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
...
The next day, in Yu Jinli's office.
Feng Jinxuan gently pushed a document in front of her.
It was an old, yellowed property certificate, with some damage to the edges.
The name of the household head has been changed back to hers.
Beside it, there was a thick stack of debt certificates, all of which had been settled.
As Yu Jinli looked at the documents, she felt her vision blurring.
The mountain that had weighed on her heart for five whole years was simply... removed by this man with such nonchalance.
"Boss..." her voice choked with emotion, "Thank you."
“We are partners.” Feng Jinxuan’s tone remained calm. “Your troubles are my troubles.”
He looked at her, his eyes carrying a tenderness she had never seen before.
"And..." He paused, a very unnatural, even somewhat aggrieved expression on his face.
"Now, your debts are cleared, and you've gotten the house back."
"So...you'll never think about leaving me again?"
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