Liu Yuei was horrified.
"No, no, I can't possibly do sothing like this."
Brother Dao slapped her hard across the face.
"Then pay up."
"I... I don't have the money."
It was only at this mont that Liu Yuei realized that people in the underworld truly were scum.
"Bravo. No money, no work, and you still won’t let tell your family? Who the hell do you think you are?"
With no other choice, Liu Yuei resorted to her last weapon.
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll call the police?"
"Go ahead. Even if the cops fine , you’ll still end up in jail. And the loan was signed under contract—interest-free, at that. Even if I go down, you’re still on the hook for the money."
Liu Yuei was completely out of options. She felt like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
"Ms. Liu, to be honest, you’re quite attractive. Sure, you’re a bit older, but there are plenty of n who prefer won like you."
"If you work hard, you’ll ‘quickly’ pay off your debt."
Liu Yuei remained silent. Brother Dao leaned in and whispered in her ear.
"After all... you wouldn’t want your husband to find out about all the money you owe, would you?"
Two hours later, Liu Yuei stumbled out on trembling legs.
"Didn’t expect you’d be so popular. Rember—whenever I call, you co running. No refusals."
Liu Yuei’s eyes widened.
"What did you say? You expect to keep doing this?"
"Obviously. You think you’re made of gold? You owe 100 million. After deducting the 50 million debt from your family, you still owe 50 million. At 1,000 per session, that’s at least 50,000 tis before we’re even."
Liu Yuei was stunned.
Fifty thousand tis?
Fifty thousand tis?!
She was already in her forties.
Even if she lived to a hundred, she had less than sixty years left.
That ant three tis a day.
Even if she worked twice as hard, she’d still be paying it off until she was nearly sixty.
For an ordinary person, earning 50 million by age sixty might not sound so bad.
But for Liu Yuei, it ant throwing away her entire life—without a single penny to show for it.
"Fifty thousand is already a favor. You know the usual rate is much lower."
Liu Yuei collapsed to the ground, but she didn’t dare cry.
"Either find a way to pay, or keep working. If you’re good at making clients spend more, you might even pay it off faster."
"Of course, I’m a reasonable man. If you ever scrape together the money, you’ll be free."
Liu Yuei was utterly hopeless. What else could she do?
"Can I... leave now?"
Brother Dao handed her sothing.
"Put this on and get out. And don’t even think about running. There’s nowhere you can hide. When I call, you show up—no matter where you are—or go straight to the address I give you."
"Understood?"
"Damn it, I’m talking to you!"
"Y-yes... I understand."
Liu Yuei wanted to cry, but she didn’t dare.
Brother Dao was terrifying.
Swallowing her sha, Liu Yuei put on the device and staggered out of the entertainnt club.
By the ti she returned to her rented apartnt, it was past midnight.
"Wife, why are you back so late?"
Liu Yuei burst into tears and threw herself into Lin Tianba’s arms.
"Husband, I love you. I love you so much."
Lin Tianba comforted her, feeling satisfied.
Even in this situation, she still clung to him—this had to be love.
But Liu Yuei’s behavior was just psychological.
A cheating spouse, no matter the reason, would always feel guilt.
Seeing their partner again, they’d shower them with affection to convince themselves it wasn’t their choice.
That they still loved the person beside them.
And that the affair was just... an accident.
Lin Jian frowned, sensing sothing was off.
His mother’s expression suggested she hadn’t gotten the money.
Seed like he’d have to step in himself.
Relying on her was worse than relying on a dog.
anwhile, at the Dongtian Manor, Lin Ran was awakened by his phone buzzing.
It was a ssage from Brother Dao.
Reading it, Lin Ran smiled in satisfaction.
He’d said it before—no one would get off easy.
In this life, aside from loving Luo Yao, his greatest pleasure was watching his past enemies fall one by one.
Literally.
He really wanted to tell Lin Jian about Liu Yuei’s situation, but he held back.
Not yet. If Lin Jian loved being shaless, wouldn’t it be better to let him see his mother’s disgrace with his own eyes?
Wouldn’t that break him?
Hah. He really was devious.
Lin Jian, you spread rumors about —isn’t it only fair I retaliate?
Right?
"Ran, why aren’t you asleep yet?"
Luo Yao’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Lin Ran turned and pulled her into his arms.
"Shouldn’t I be asking you that?"
He didn’t want to tell Luo Yao about this. It was too dirty.
She’d seen his violent side, his scheming side—but would she still love him if she saw this filth?
What he didn’t know was that Luo Yao had gotten the news ten minutes before him.
Seeing Lin Ran’s actions, sothing inside her shifted.
Her Ran... had beco even more adorable.
This version of him only made her want to possess him more.
So once again, Luo Yao began to take what she wanted.
"Flying together so free and easy, soaring past the mortal world, forever side by side..."
To the lody of an elegant song, they lost themselves in each other.
The next day, Lin Ran returned to school.
Principal Tang had summoned him—for another speech.
He planned to invite Luo Yao again.
When Lin Ran entered the principal’s office, Principal Tang personally poured him water.
"Young Master Lin, so you’re Commissioner Chen’s grandson! What a coincidence!"
"Principal Tang, we’ve dealt with each other before. Just tell what you need. If I can do it, I will."
"Nothing much. We’re planning a livestream for the alumni reunion on November 20th. As an outstanding representative, you must give a speech."
"But I’m not outstanding."
Lin Ran considered himself a failure. Without Luo Yao, his fate would’ve been miserable.
A useless man riding his wife’s coattails—what kind of outstanding representative was that?
"No, you are. No one compares to you."
Principal Tang was adamant.
"Fine. Since you think so highly of , I’ll agree. Actually, the dean already ntioned this. Just tell the topic and ti."
Lin Ran planned to copy so random speech.
Principal Tang: "You’ll have ten minutes. The topic is up to you—your company, employnt, housing prices, Luo Yao, whatever."
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