บท 14: Chapter 14: Don't Forget to Send Money to Uncle
"Qingqing, as the eldest daughter of the Nan Family, you wouldn't just apologize with words and refuse to make amends, right?"
Nan Qingqing's body trembled, and she clenched her back teeth tightly to prevent herself from cursing foully, resentfully glaring at Nan Yu.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw everyone watching her eagerly, waiting for her response, leaving her unable to voice her refusal.
Under immense pressure, her lips quivering, she gritted her teeth and forced out the words, "…wouldn't."
In the quiet environment, it was extremely clear.
The next second, Song Yingqing's voice echoed throughout the entire bar.
"Miss Nan Qingqing is very generous, all the expenses tonight will be covered by her. Everyone, feel free to order! Thank you, Miss Nan!"
The bar became noisy again.
All the patrons in the venue unanimously said, "Thank you, Miss Nan!"
The lights dimmed once more.
Nobody noticed that Nan Qingqing's eyes were completely red, filled with endless hatred towards Nan Yu.
Damn that Nan Yu, she wasn't done with her!
Fearless, Nan Yu lifted her phone, pointing the camera at Nan Qingqing.
Before Nan Qingqing could speak, she heard her say, "Uncle, didn't I tell you the truth? Look how wealthy Qingqing is now. Could she agree so casually to cover everyone's expenses if she didn't have millions?"
On the other end of the video, the uncle, Sheng Fushun, with sunken eyes and a scruffy beard, was staring menacingly at Nan Qingqing.
She was stunned, "Uncle?"
Sheng Fushun spat thickly on the ground, bitterly saying, "Damn it, Nan Qingqing, you and your parents are really something!"
"I called them to transfer one million to pay off debts, and they said they had no money, told me to figure it out myself, and even blocked me."
"Yet here you are in a bar, casually spending millions on strangers. Why won't you help your own uncle? Don't you know I'm about to be chopped up by debt collectors?"
Nan Qingqing's face turned deathly pale, her mouth opened, but she hesitated, finally saying, "Uncle, I..."
Sheng Fushun interrupted her, "Aren't you going to be the heiress of the Nan Family? Send me five million within three days, or else I'll come to City A, visit your new home, and have a chat with your new parents."
The phone call ended abruptly.
Nan Qingqing turned ashen, clenching her fists tightly, furiously glaring at Nan Yu.
"Nan Yu, what did you tell Uncle?"
Nan Yu pocketed her phone, leisurely picked up a glass of wine, a smile creeping into her eyes.
"I just shared the joy that our parents took the one hundred million dowry from the Huo Family, and you're about to become the heiress of the Nan Family."
"Besides, Uncle has been living a hard life in the countryside, owing countless high-interest debts, his life hanging by a thread."
"Qingqing, five million is just a drop in the bucket for you, can you bear to see your uncle die a debtor?"
Nan Qingqing was shaking with anger, wanting to tear apart Nan Yu's mouth and devour her alive right there.
But Nan Yu didn't give her the chance, grabbing her coat and heading home with Song Yingqing.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind her, "Nan Qingqing, don't forget to send the money to Uncle."
Nan Qingqing's eyes were bloodshot, her teeth nearly shattered.
Meng Yi noticed her disturbing mood and quickly approached, asking softly, "Qingqing, are you alright?"
Nan Qingqing glanced at her with a fierce look but then realized they were in public, quickly suppressing all signs of her angry emotions, transforming into a pitiful little white rabbit.
Her eyes tearful, she looked at Meng Yi, "Yi Yi, I'm fine."
She paused, her cry becoming more evident, "I just didn't expect my sister to be so excessive. She's got that one hundred million dowry in her hands, and while the company is in financial crisis, she even forced our parents to give her the company shares before she invested a bit of money into the company."
"And the decision about my return to the Nan Family hasn't even been settled, where would I get any money? The money for tonight's compensation came from my previous competition winnings."
"She and Uncle have been gambling outside, and over the years they have conned millions from home and still owe tens of millions in debt. Now she has the dowry and won't pay, yet she lets Uncle pressure me for five million."
Upon hearing this, Meng Yi couldn't help but curse, "Nan Yu is really disgusting!"
Luo Ji, who was lying nearby waiting for the doctor, snuffed out his cigarette in the glass, his voice ominously cold, "The injuries Yi Yi and I sustained tonight, and the grievances Qingqing suffered, I will definitely make Nan Yu pay back tenfold!"
A few words from Nan Qingqing aroused indignant sentiments among the group.
Bar's second floor.
The man's half face concealed behind a black mask adorned with golden patterns.
From his elevated position, he witnessed all the drama unfolding below.
He furrowed his brows, his gaze fixated on Nan Qingqing downstairs.
Is this his new wife?
Just now, he had heard the whole venue downstairs cheering "Thank you, Miss Nan" and came out to take a look.
The woman's eyes and brows bore at least a nine-point resemblance to Nan Yu, who wore a mask on the day they registered their marriage.
"Xia Xing, go down and give her the item."
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