After it was all over, Wu Xiaoru lay there powerless, her body still bearing scars.
With other won, Zhang Xiaoshan cared about their feelings, but with Wu Xiaoru, he was reckless and uncaring.
Wasn’t this all wrought by Wu Xiaoru herself?
In front of Wu Xiaoru, Zhang Xiaoshan didn’t bother to hide his resentnt.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, when will you be willing to let go?"
Wu Xiaoru asked with tears filling her eyes as she looked at Zhang Xiaoshan.
If it had been before the broken engagent, Zhang Xiaoshan would definitely have been heartbroken.
But now, only indifference remained.
"Let you go? Heh, I suppose when I get tired of you," he sneered.
"But I won’t be using you for nothing. You just want money, don’t you? I’ll give you money."
Zhang Xiaoshan threw ten thousand in cash at Wu Xiaoru, hitting her face.
Humiliation, pure humiliation.
"Do you really need to treat like this?"
"Isn’t this what you wanted?"
Zhang Xiaoshan stared into Wu Xiaoru’s eyes.
Wu Xiaoru fell silent.
She felt guilty and had nothing to say in her defense.
"Dad, my uncle has passed away; please stop holding a grudge against him," called Wu Yong from the courtyard.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s Divine Thought sensed that Wu Yong and Wu Daqiang had returned.
He spoke to the sobbing Wu Xiaoru,
"If you don’t want your family to see you disgraced, you’d better dry your tears and not let them see what we’ve just done."
After that, Zhang Xiaoshan left the room.
"Zhang Xiaoshan?"
The Wu family father and son, just entering the courtyard and spotting Zhang Xiaoshan, were both taken aback.
"You little rat, what are you doing in my house?" Wu Daqiang asked displeasedly.
"I’m of course here for a purpose," Zhang Xiaoshan replied.
"Collecting a debt."
"A debt? I do not owe you anything; what debt are you here to collect?"
"Heh."
Zhang Xiaoshan smiled at Wu Daqiang.
"That’s because you weren’t ho when your wife, Zhang Yulian, needed to raise five hundred thousand for your son’s down paynt on a house; she ca to borrow money from , and I lent it to her."
"What?"
Wu Daqiang was dumbfounded.
"Is that true?"
He turned to look at Wu Qiang beside him.
Wu Qiang, feeling guilty, said,
"Yes, that money was borrowed from Zhang Xiaoshan."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Daqiang exploded.
"If you lent the money to Zhang Yulian, go ask her for it. I don’t have a cent."
"Playing the scoundrel, huh?"
Zhang Xiaoshan almost laughed.
"I’ve got agreents in black and white here. Your wife mortgaged the best ten acres of irrigated land in your family to . If you don’t pay back the money now, I’ll take the land."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan presented the prepared agreent.
This was his main purpose for coming here today; toying with Wu Xiaoru was just an added amusent.
Wu Daqiang looked over the agreent, his body trembling.
"Is this all true?"
"Of course. Wu Yong, your father is asking you," said Zhang Xiaoshan, smiling slyly at Wu Yong.
It was a clear warning to Wu Yong.
Wu Yong had long been brainwashed by Zhang Xiaoshan, believing himself to be Wei Bao’s killer, and with that leverage in Zhang Xiaoshan’s hands, he dared not defy him.
"Yes, it’s true, Dad. Let’s give the land to Zhang Xiaoshan."
"We should keep our word."
"Dad, just give the land to Zhang Xiaoshan. After all, we owe him."
At that mont, Wu Xiaoru also ca out of the room.
"Ah, you, you ungrateful children," Wu Daqiang collapsed weakly into the courtyard.
Life had brought him to such a nadir, a real failure.
He regretted it—looking back, he should never have agreed to his foolish wife’s plan to go behind Zhang Xiaoshan’s back and take Wu Xiaoru and Wang Xiaolong to a matchmaking session.
Otherwise, Zhang Xiaoshan would have been his son-in-law by now, and none of this ss would have happened.
Wu Xiaoru and her brother Wu Yong were also filled with extre regret.
But sadly, there is no dicine for regret in this world.
"Fine, I’ll go get the lease certificate for you."
After acquiring the paperwork, Zhang Xiaoshan left Wu Xiaoru’s ho, satisfied.
He hired several people to level both his own five acres of land and the Wu family’s pri ten acres of irrigated land, then scattered the seeds.
In the middle of the night, he quietly went out to the fields alone.
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