Mu Shini listened, suddenly widening her eyes and looking at Bo Sishen, she said, "Uncle, you don’t need to be so anxious! It’s not like I won’t pay the money back! Is it necessary to chase the debt so urgently?"
Bo Sishen’s handso face turned cold. He put one hand into his pants pocket, and with the other hand pointed at the bag she handed over, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Are you sure fifty million yuan in cash can be packed in such a small bag?"
Shini was a bit taken aback. She looked up at the tall man, her neck sore, and softly said, "Uncle, I was just about to discuss it with you when you interrupted."
"This is to pay you back. Here’s the 74,500 yuan I owe you first. The 250 yuan I gave you before leaving last ti, I’ll just consider it a tip and not include it. So, I still owe you 425,500 yuan! Uncle, I was hoping I could pay you back in installnts, okay? You can see I’m working hard at part-ti jobs to make money."
Bo Sishen looked at her bag, raising an eyebrow, and said, "Did I say anything about paying in installnts?"
"Uncle, it’s not like I have the money..." Mu Shini’s face looked embarrassed.
"Your husband doesn’t help you pay off your debt?" Bo Sishen asked her with an incredulous look.
Mu Shini coughed lightly, drawing circles with her foot on the ground, and bit her lip, saying, "Uncle, my affairs are naturally my own to solve, and my husband’s money is his money, not mine. How dare I ask him for money? You see, it’s tough for too, I just moved out of the house, school starts next week, and I haven’t even earned my tuition yet! Can you make an exception and let pay in installnts?"
Bo Sishen’s heart suddenly twinged, as if caught by an invisible hand.
As if he was worried about her.
"You owe so much money, and neither your family nor your husband is moved?" Bo Sishen raised an eyebrow.
Mu Shini waved her hand at Bo Sishen, saying, "Don’t ntion my husband. Seeing that you’re my creditor, I’ll secretly tell you! Actually, I did ask him for money, but my husband is nothing but a scumbag, a fighter among scum who doesn’t care if his wife lives or dies! Holding onto money and unwilling to lend it to , I’m sure he’s supporting another woman... Sigh! Uncle, look at , I’m so pitiful that I have to co out and work part-ti to pay off my debt. Can you let pay in installnts?"
As Mu Shini spoke, she even squeezed out two drops of tears, looking pitifully at Bo Sishen.
Thankfully, she had taken so acting classes with Li Xiaotian, learning the trick of shedding tears on command.
She was quite emotional; it should look very real!
Mu Shini praised her acting talent, continually applauding her own wit and intelligence in her mind!
But as Bo Sishen listened, his handso face slightly changed, his expression turning very bad, brows furrowing.
This pesky girl, she actually dared to curse him!
Dare to say he’s a societal scum, trash? Supporting other won?
The man squeezed the small bag she handed over tightly, and the chill on his face gradually intensified, remaining silent.
"Uncle, I think you’re a talented person, elegant and handso, like a character out of a comic, surely a kind-hearted, good man! Can’t you make an exception, please, Uncle? I’m truly at my wit’s end. Now, I’m being forced to marry an old man I don’t like, and I owe so much debt. School is about to start, and I promise I’ll work hard to pay you back. I swear I won’t default, Uncle!"
Mu Shini was desperately trying to please Bo Sishen, even daring to tug at Bo Sishen’s sleeve, looking pitifully at his impassive handso face.
She vowed, whether it ant wearing out her tongue or pestering relentlessly, she would fight for the chance to pay in installnts.
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