I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 238 Still the Same Shamelessness_1

Chapter 238: Chapter 238 Still the Same Shamelessness_1

"By the way, Yuyan, I’m planning to go shopping and walk around this afternoon, do you want to come out?" Su Qingyu said.

"Sure, I don’t have much to do today," Chen Yuyan replied with a smile.

She quite enjoyed spending time with Su Qingyu.

"Great, I’ll come pick you up then," Su Qingyu said.

"Okay," Chen Yuyan replied.

After ending the call, Chen Yuyan went to the lounge to find Shen Dong and told him about Feng Lijuan, then asked, "Husband, you don’t think I’m being heartless, do you?"

"Of course not," Shen Dong said, "you did the right thing, your mother is indeed a bit..."

Shen Dong didn’t finish his sentence, but Chen Yuyan understood what he meant.

"I’m glad you understand. I’m going shopping with Qingyu this afternoon, and I’ll probably have dinner with her outside, so you’ll have to fend for yourself," Chen Yuyan said.

"Okay," Shen Dong nodded.

...

Feng Lijuan was practicing yoga at home when her phone on the table started to ring.

Engaged in her practice, Feng Lijuan didn’t want to stop halfway, so she said to Chen Yuting, who was watching TV, "Yuting, could you check who’s calling for me?"

Chen Yuting got up, walked over, and picked up Feng Lijuan’s phone: "It’s a strange number."

"Then help me answer it and put it on speaker," Feng Lijuan said.

"Alright," Chen Yuting nodded, pressed the answer button, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, Miss Feng," the voice of the restaurant manager, Jian Ming, came through the phone.

Recognizing the voice of the debt collector all too well, Feng Lijuan immediately replied impatiently, "What’s it this time? I told you it’s not my problem anymore, why are you still calling me?"

She then immediately said to Chen Yuting, "Yuting, hang up now and block this number."

Chen Yuting, without asking questions and thinking it was a spam call, was ready to hang up.

Just then, Jian Ming’s voice came through the phone again.

"Miss Feng, the $36,800 you owe for your meal at our restaurant—if it’s not paid within three days, we will proceed with legal action. I want to remind you, this could land you in jail," he said.

Jian Ming still gave Feng Lijuan some time, not demanding she settle the bill immediately.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuting spoke up, "Hello, I’m Feng Lijuan’s daughter. Are you saying my mother spent over thirty-thousand at your restaurant without paying?"

"Yes," Jian Ming replied.

"I understand. I will try to persuade her," Chen Yuting hung up the phone, then turned to Feng Lijuan, emotionally charged, "Mom, how could you spend over thirty-thousand on a meal? What were you thinking?!"

"I’ve suffered through most of my life; can’t I go a little crazy for once?" Feng Lijuan said nonchalantly.

"Go crazy? Even if you want to go crazy, you have to have the means to back it up! Do you have the money? If you did, I wouldn’t care if you spent thirty-thousand or even three-hundred thousand, but you don’t have the money. They’re about to take legal action to collect the debt; what gives you the right to go crazy!" Chen Yuting’s emotions grew more intense.

"They’re the ones being unreasonable," Feng Lijuan retorted with a pout.

"What did you even eat? How could you alone spend over thirty-thousand?" Chen Yuting asked.

"It wasn’t just me; I went with a few girlfriends. How could I eat that much by myself?" Feng Lijuan replied.

"You take your girlfriends out to eat, but not your own daughter. You’re really something," Chen Yuting said, trembling with anger.

She had never experienced such an expensive meal in her life.

Even when Liu Chao used to take her to upscale restaurants while courting her, they had never spent that much; at most, a few thousand.

It was just the ordinary cost of a high-end restaurant, and she wouldn’t deliberately order the expensive dishes.

"When you return to Shen Dong’s side, you can go to any restaurant and eat any dish you like, without me taking you," Feng Lijuan said with a laugh.

She was still indulging in a beautiful dream, a dream where Chen Yuting and Shen Dong were back together.

"And you can still laugh, the debt collectors have even come knocking on my door," Chen Yuting said.

"What does it matter? I’ve said it before, it’s not my concern anymore. When the debt was incurred under Dongyan Media’s account, it was with the restaurant’s agreement. Now they should be asking Dongyan Media for the money, not me. This is definitely something Yuyan didn’t report for me, truly heartless. It was a waste giving birth to her," Feng Lijuan said.

"If it were me, I wouldn’t report it for you either," Chen Yuting said, "You’d better figure out a way to settle the debt yourself. Don’t say it’s got nothing to do with you. They’re looking to take legal action, and it’s no joke. If you don’t go and pay, just wait to get sued and sent to jail."

"I don’t have any money left," Feng Lijuan’s face turned grim.

She knew it was true, she had just been talking tough earlier.

They were already talking about taking legal action; it was no laughing matter.

"All your money is gone?" Chen Yuting’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Feng Lijuan had gotten over three million from her divorce settlement with Dong Qikang.

She spent seven hundred thousand on an Audi and one and a half million on a watch; even if she had bought some clothes and handbags, she couldn’t possibly be so broke as to not have over thirty thousand to her name.

"Gone, I only have ten thousand yuan," Feng Lijuan grimaced, then looked at Chen Yuting hopefully, "Yuting, don’t you have a credit card? Why don’t you let me use it, since you’re going to get back together with Shen Dong anyway? You won’t have to worry about not being able to pay it back."

"Don’t even think about it. You better raise the money yourself or go to jail," Chen Yuting said bluntly and then went back to the bedroom without even turning off the TV.

"Sigh," Feng Lijuan sighed. She no longer had the mood to practice yoga.

Raising money was now the most urgent matter.

But where could she get the money?

There was no hope from relatives or friends.

After thinking, she dialed Chen Yuanxiang’s phone number.

Soon, the call connected.

"Chen Yuanxiang, lend me some money first," Feng Lijuan immediately said.

"What do you need to borrow money for? I remember you got over three million from your divorce with Dong Qikang," Chen Yuanxiang said.

"I did have over three million, but I put it all into stocks. I can’t withdraw it for now," Feng Lijuan lied as easily as if she were eating or drinking, without the slightest blush.

Chen Yuanxiang asked, "What do you need the money for?"

Feng Lijuan, sensing a possibility, hastily said, "Yuting is feeling a bit unwell. I want to accompany her to the hospital for a check-up. You won’t neglect your own daughter, will you?"

This was an excuse she had prepared in advance, knowing well that Chen Yuanxiang definitely wouldn’t lend her money if it was for her own sake. Mentioning Chen Yuting might increase her chances.

Chen Yuanxiang scoffed, "Feng Lijuan, you’re still shameless as ever, using your daughter as an excuse to borrow money."

"What do you mean? How am I being shameless?" Feng Lijuan asked.

Chen Yuanxiang scoffed again, "Don’t think I don’t know. You racked up a bill of over thirty thousand at a high-end restaurant, then refused to pay, causing them to threaten to sue you. You just want to borrow money to settle the bill."

"You..." Feng Lijuan’s face turned ashen, shocked that her lie had been exposed so quickly. She knew it must have been Chen Yuyan who told Chen Yuanxiang.

This daughter really wouldn’t give her a break.

Indeed, it had been Chen Yuyan who told Chen Yuanxiang, specifically to prevent Feng Lijuan from making up excuses to borrow money from him.

"Don’t call me again," Chen Yuanxiang said tersely, then hung up.