"You said before that you didn't bring enough money when you came to our place, and the food was not good, so you borrowed money from me. You even wrote me an IOU." Su Qingyun said with certainty.
My goodness, this Lin Jianfeng is even borrowing money from a girl. Everyone's eyes widened, completely believing that the two of them are not in that kind of relationship.
The Su family was also stunned. How come they didn’t know about the IOU?
"If you think our food is bad, then don't eat here!" Someone in the crowd was the family Lin Jianfeng was sharing a meal with. He shouted, "Don't you understand, young intellectual Lin, that you get what you pay for? And you still have the nerve to say our food is bad? Go somewhere else from now on. We won't serve you anymore!"
Lin Jianfeng's face turned red with anger.
Su Qingyun had indeed given money to Lin Jianfeng before, but in order to pretend to be noble and maintain his pitiful self-esteem, every time the original owner gave him money, he would say that the money was a loan and not something he asked for for free.
But he just said it verbally, and he never wrote her an IOU. Lin Jianfeng didn't believe that she could produce an IOU.
"Take out the IOU and let me see it." Lin Jianfeng's face turned cold. He finally understood that Su Qingyun had changed.
Su Qingyun blinked at him and smiled sweetly, and Lin Jianfeng suddenly had a bad feeling.
"OK!"
Her voice was cheerful. She dug into her pocket, took out a folded piece of paper, and handed it to Qin Youfu, "Uncle, this is the IOU that Lin Jianfeng wrote to me. Please take a look."
Qin Youfu took it and looked at it. It indeed stated how much money Lin Jianfeng owed Su Qingyun and the deadline for repayment. The time signature was clearly visible.
Lin Jianfeng yelled: "Impossible, I definitely didn't write her an IOU!" As soon as he said that, he realized something was wrong. He only denied the IOU, but did not deny that he had borrowed money from Su Qingyun. Fortunately, no one noticed the loophole in his words.
There were other educated young people nearby, so Qin Youfu called him out and asked, "Come and see if this is Lin Jianfeng's handwriting?"
The man looked carefully and said, "It's his handwriting."
Lin Jianfeng loved to show off. He often pretended to practice calligraphy in the dormitory of the educated youth center. Everyone was very familiar with his handwriting.
"How is that possible?" Lin Jianfeng couldn't believe it.
Qin Youfu: "Look for yourself, it's clearly written in black and white, and you still want to deny it!"
Lin Jianfeng stepped forward and grabbed the IOU. His hands trembled as he took a look. How could this be? The handwriting was exactly the same as his, but he clearly hadn't written this IOU.
What was wrong? He was in a trance.
"Also, Brother Lin," Su Qingyun pointed at the pen pinned to his chest and smiled sweetly, "Can you return this pen to me? I really need it for my studies."
Su Qingyun stretched out her white and tender palm and placed it in front of him.
If you take something from her, you must return it to her!
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