Jiang Ning saw Meng Jiao crying and saying something, but Li Jiabao seemed to disagree, so she ran away in shame and anger.
Li Jiabao watched her leave, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.
Lin Chen noticed her gazing into the distance, lost in thought, so he came over, sat down beside her, and put his arm around her waist.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Ning pointed to the edge of the park.
"I saw Meng Jiao and her husband arguing."
Lin Chen only saw Li Jiabao pacing back and forth, smoking a cigarette, and hissing:
"Your wife has run away, why aren't you chasing after her? Meng Jiao probably hasn't been very happy lately, otherwise she wouldn't have come back to Bao Liang."
Jiang Ning smiled at him: "You see things quite clearly. If you dare to make me unhappy, I'll go find someone else."
Lin Chen pinched her waist.
"Wife, are you questioning my abilities? Can't you feel happy in bed?"
Jiang Ning felt a tingling sensation in her waist and immediately retaliated, slipping her soft fingertips inside his clothes and gently teasing him.
Lin Chen grabbed her hand and took it out.
"Wife, you're getting more and more outrageous. We're outside now, but when we get home you can touch me as much as you want."
......
At this moment, at Ma Huiwen's home, she was rummaging through a drawer, her face showing displeasure.
After finishing her chores, Ma Huijuan wiped her hands and approached him, her voice timid.
"Huiwen, I heard that kindergartens have started enrolling students, and Kunkun is of school age. I'd like to trouble you to take him to register. If anyone asks, just say he's a distant relative of yours."
Ma Huiwen was already impatient because she hadn't found her things, and upon hearing this, she said impatiently:
“Sister, you only do odd jobs at home, how much money can you earn in a month? If it weren’t for me, we wouldn’t even have money for food, let alone money for his schooling. Kunkun hardly says a word all day long, why don’t you teach him to talk more?”
There is a kindergarten two kilometers away from home, but it costs more than 20 yuan per semester. He only has one child, why should he waste that money?
Hearing them talking, Ma's mother groped her way out of the room.
“Huiwen, aren’t you making money at your shop now? Let’s save a little bit, and we can save this little bit of money. Kunkun is not talkative to begin with, and if we don’t let her go to school, her life will be ruined.”
When her mother begged, Ma Huiwen gave in and agreed to ask for her nephew.
"However, since you don't have household registration either, I can only give it a try."
She wasn't entirely confident either.
On her way to the wholesale market, she stopped by a kindergarten called Yucai to inquire.
As a result, the head of the household told her that it would be difficult to get things done without a household registration.
However, she did find out that the kindergarten director had retired from the steel mill and was a director under Jiang Jianguo. They used to work together and had a pretty good relationship.
She then thought she would ask Jiang Rou for help another day.
When she got home that evening, Ma Huijuan pressed her for answers, so she said:
"Alright, I know Jiang Rou's father and the kindergarten director have a good relationship. Let's go find her for help now."
Ma Huiwen rarely talks about outside matters, but she has mentioned Jiang Rou's situation before.
Unexpectedly, the person who asked her to spy on Jiang Ning back then is now married to a man who owns a dance hall and is living a life of luxury and extravagance.
Jiang Ning and Lin Chen have both graduated from prestigious universities, have good jobs, and have a pair of beautiful twins.
Their lives were so brilliant, but he lived like a rat in the gutter, and didn't even dare to face people.
The most pitiful one is her own son, who also has to suffer along with her.
Seeing her distressed expression, Ma Huiwen shook her head and went to find Jiang Rou.
In the dance hall, young people recklessly squander their youth, swaying their bodies to the music.
Ma Huiwen spotted Ji Tingting in the dance hall, her hands slightly clasped at her sides, swaying her hips. A group of young men surrounded her, giving her flirtatious glances.
She pulled Jiang Rou, who was selling wine, aside and shared her thoughts.
Jiang Rou casually picked up a bottle of soda from the table, bit it open with her teeth, and took a sip.
"Huiwen, it's not that I don't want to help you, but my relationship with my dad is really strained right now, so it might be difficult to handle..."
Her implication was that she wanted Ma Huiwen to vomit blood.
After several months of trial and error, Ma Huiwen's clothing store finally turned a profit, earning several hundred yuan a month!
Ma Huiwen gritted her teeth and stuffed a bunch of ten-yuan notes into her pocket.
"I know you're in a difficult situation, take this money and buy some bar drinks for your uncle."
Jiang Jianguo usually likes to drink a little alcohol, which costs two yuan a bottle. She gave him a full one hundred yuan, which could buy him many bottles.
Jiang Rou readily agreed upon seeing the money.
For her, earning so much money just by saying a few words was no small feat, so why not?
The next morning, she took two bottles of liquor to find Jiang Jianguo.
Li Damei was helping him wash up when she saw him come back. She gave him a cold look, picked up the basin, and left.
"What are you doing here? You've taken all the money, I don't have a single penny left."
Jiang Jianguo was annoyed.
Jiang Rou smiled and coaxed him, "Dad, I bought you some liquor."
Jiang Jianguo turned his face away, knowing she wasn't being kind.
Now he only has a monthly pension of twenty-odd yuan left, and he can't get any benefits from it. She's trying to please him like this, she definitely doesn't have anything good in mind.
Sure enough, she told him to ask someone for help.
“I’m disabled, I can’t ask for that,” Jiang Jianguo refused.
Just then, Dapeng led a group of people, each carrying sticks, and rushed into the courtyard.
Does Jiang Jianguo live here?
Someone asked loudly.
Jiang Rou went outside and blocked them in the courtyard.
"Why are you looking for my dad?"
Upon seeing a woman with fiery red lips, Dapeng softened his tone and said:
“Jiang Jianguo borrowed 50,000 yuan from us, and he has to pay 3,000 yuan in interest every month. We are here to collect the interest.”
Upon hearing about this huge sum of money, Jiang Rou was startled and shouted into the house:
"Dad, when did you borrow the money?"
Jiang Jianguo told Li Damei to push him into the yard, and angrily rebuked Dapeng:
"Where did you thugs come from? When did I borrow money? Get out of here! If you don't leave, I'm calling the police."
"Call the police?" Da Peng scoffed, pulling the loan agreement from his pocket.
"Look closely, this is your signature, isn't it?"
Jiang Jianguo leaned closer to look; whose handwriting was it if it wasn't his?
Next to his name was Jiang Rou's name.
He suddenly realized that this was the receipt that Jiang Ning had asked him to sign.
So, the 50,000 yuan that Jiang Ning gave him as a fee to sever ties with her family was actually borrowed from loan sharks?
He remembered that Jiang Ning's name was on it back then.
Why can't he see Jiang Ning's name anymore?
"I don't acknowledge this. I didn't borrow the money." He firmly denied it.
Jiang Rou panicked when she saw her name and the terms on the document required the nightclub to be used as collateral.
"This loan agreement is invalid. I signed it without my knowledge."
She hurriedly offered her explanation.
Da Peng grinned mischievously and rubbed his hands together.
"So you're Jiang Rou! Perfect timing, your dad can't pay back the money, you can pay it back."
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