Knowing that she was about to get married, he deliberately mentioned Jiang Xinsheng in front of her and even encouraged her to give the betrothal money to Jiang Xinsheng.

Anyone with a normal mind would not do such an outrageous thing.

Qian Rong herself suffered from the discord between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Didn't she ever think about how difficult her life would be if the Shen family knew about this? Since she knew that the other party had bad intentions, she naturally couldn't be so stupid as to jump into the trap.

"So, it was Qian Rong, not you, who lent money to Jiang Xinsheng?" Shen Zhemin was surprised.

"Well, I only gave Jiang Xinsheng 10,000 yuan, and asked him to write a two-year IOU to Qian Rong."

This was the reason why Qian Rong was not allowed to go in that night.

Although Jiang Xinsheng guessed that there was something fishy about the ten thousand yuan, he was in urgent need of money and didn't care about anything else as long as he could borrow it.

He didn't reply to Qian Rong's pager because he mistakenly thought that Qian Rong wanted to ask him to pay him back.

"Didn't you say before that she wasn't that kind of person? And you said I didn't understand her. Even though I don't understand her, what do I do? I've seen all kinds of people. I can tell at a glance whether it's a human or a ghost..."

He was talking excitedly when he saw that the wife across from him looked unhappy. He immediately changed the subject cleverly: "Okay, let's stop talking. Let's eat quickly. After eating, let's go take a look at our new home. It's almost finished, right? Have you chosen the wardrobe? If not, you can draw the design and find a carpenter to make it for you."

Speaking of the decoration of the wedding room, Pei Qiuxia regained her spirits: "There are furniture stores that can make custom furniture, but they have to be shipped from Suicheng, and the price is much higher."

"It's okay if it's a bit expensive. A wardrobe will be used for at least ten or twenty years, so of course you have to buy something you like."

Hearing him say this, Pei Qiuxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was originally a little worried that Shen Zhemin would think she was troublesome and a spendthrift. After all, the wardrobes were all similar, but she insisted on choosing that one, spending hundreds of dollars in vain.

…

Qian Rong arrived at the cafe as promised.

Seeing Pei Qiuxia's bad face, she asked tentatively: "Qiuxia, what's wrong with you? Did you have a fight with Shen Zhemin?"

"You also asked me why you told Zhemin that I lent money to Jiang Xinsheng?"

Faced with Pei Qiuxia's questioning, Qian Rong was not panicked.

"After you gave the money to Jiang Xinsheng that day, I thought about it and felt that it was a bit inappropriate. After all, 50,000 yuan is not a small amount. If your in-laws find out about it in the future, they will definitely not forgive you."

"I happened to run into Shen Zhemin that day, and I couldn't help but tell him. I thought that with him covering for you, even if your in-laws find out in the future, you can still fool them. I did it for your own good."

"Why, did you quarrel with Shen Zhemin about this? He just lent some money, it's not like he can't get it back. Isn't he too stingy for a grown man?"

Pei Qiuxia said angrily: "No matter what, you shouldn't have told Shen Zhemin about this without my consent. You are the one who caused our quarrel!"

Qian Rong smiled awkwardly: "Oh, I didn't think so much at the time, I'm sorry."

Pei Qiuxia looked at her and said in a relaxed tone: "You don't have to apologize. In fact, I have also hidden something from you. Let's offset our merits and demerits. I'm not angry with you, and you don't have to be angry with me."

Qian Rong took a sip of coffee nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

Pei Qiuxia gave her the IOU written by Jiang Xinsheng.

Qian Rong knew every word on the IOU, but she couldn't understand it.

"I told Jiang Xinsheng that you lent him the 10,000 yuan. He is very grateful to you. This is the IOU he wrote to you."

"Qiuxia, what do you mean?!"

Pei Qiuxia explained very patiently: "I thought that I had to let Jiang Xinsheng know who was the one who really helped him, so I told him the truth. The ten thousand yuan was lent to him by you. He was really touched."

Qian Rong was so angry that her lungs were about to explode!

She was unwilling to lend money to Jiang Xinsheng in the first place, so she persuaded Pei Qiuxia to lend him money. But after all this, Jiang Xinsheng still borrowed her money? Jiang Xinsheng was in debt and had a bad reputation. He couldn't even find a decent job. Who knew when he could pay back the 10,000 yuan.

"Qiuxia, I lent the money to you, not to Jiang Xinsheng. I don't recognize this IOU!"

Pei Qiuxia pretended to be confused: "This ten thousand yuan was originally for Jiang Xinsheng's emergency use. You know that. Didn't you agree that I should lend him the money, saying that he would be able to turn things around soon?"

I said that just to coax you into giving me the money! Qian Rong was speechless and angrily threw the IOU back to Pei Qiuxia: "Anyway, I gave you the ten thousand yuan, and you have to pay it back."

Pei Qiuxia calmly folded the IOU and stuffed it back into Qian Rong's hand. "I have already given the money to Jiang Xinsheng on your behalf. He also acknowledges your kindness. Please keep the IOU. This is proof that Jiang Xinsheng lent you the money. It will be very troublesome if you lose it."

Qian Rong glared at him, her face looking as angry as if a palette had been overturned.

Until she suddenly remembered that Pei Qiuxia had also lent 40,000 yuan to Jiang Xinsheng.

That was a full 40,000 yuan, and he had lent it to his ex-lover. Shen Zhemin must be furious and might even want a divorce. Then Pei Qiuxia would have to find a way to return the 66,000 yuan betrothal gift.

Thinking of this, Qian Rong's anger was immediately replaced by a raging gossip heart:

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"How are you and Shin Cheol-min doing now?"

"We're fine."

Pei Qiuxia was smiling, looking relaxed and happy, which really puzzled Qian Rong.

"Didn't you guys have a fight?"

"It wasn't really a quarrel. He just asked a few more questions."

"And then? What else did he say?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. It's all in the past anyway."

The more calm Pei Qiuxia seemed, the more anxious Qian Rong became.

"Tell me, what happened to you two? Is he going to divorce you?"

Pei Qiuxia asked in a gloomy tone: "Why, do you really want us to get divorced?"

"Why not? I'm just worried about you."

Pei Qiuxia smiled and nodded, "Yes, I know. But don't worry, I didn't lend the money to Jiang Xinsheng."

In the face of Qian Rong's shocked and incredulous eyes, Pei Qiuxia explained seriously: "Didn't you say before that it was inappropriate for me to lend money to Jiang Xinsheng? Actually, I think so too."

"There's a saying that goes, a qualified ex should be buried as if he were dead. I shouldn't have anything to do with him anymore, so I changed my mind and only gave your 10,000 yuan to Jiang Xinsheng."

Qian Rong almost went crazy on the spot: "Why didn't you say so earlier!?"

Of course it's to test you.

In fact, Pei Qiuxia had made up her mind that if Qian Rong had not gone to Shen Zhemin to sow discord between them, she would have accepted the 10,000 yuan.

It’s a pity that Qian Rong couldn’t stand the test.

Once you tear off the hypocritical veil of friendship, many things will reveal their clues and flaws.

When she and Jiang Xinsheng quarreled, had a cold war, and broke up, Qian Rong was the one who instigated it. (End of this chapter)