Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 1156: Borrowing Money

Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: Borrowing Money

Back then, she advised Zhu Yun not to break up someone else’s family, but Zhu Yun didn’t listen at all, even accusing her of being jealous. In the end, after getting married to the man and having a son and a daughter with him, it was the man who continued to see his ex-wife under the guise of visiting his kids, refusing to cut ties completely. That’s why Zhu Yun would argue with the man’s ex-wife from time to time and then come here to cry and complain.

She had grown accustomed to this over the years.

The reason she felt annoyed was that Zhu Yun didn’t just come over to cry; every visit, she would take something, to put it bluntly, she came to mooch off her.

At first, she even sympathized with Zhu Yun, giving money to her and her children and lending Zhu Yun money, but after it happened repeatedly, she no longer wanted to be the sucker.

"Back then, I must have been blinded by pig grease," Zhu Yun sobbed, "If I had known he was this kind of person, I wouldn’t have married him no matter what. I thought opening a store meant our lives would get better and better. Who knew he’d give all the money he earned to his ex-wife without caring about whether we lived or died? Now, supermarkets have sprouted up everywhere around us, better decorated and selling superior goods, and our store is getting no business. It’s about to close down; I don’t even know how we’re going to survive."

"Crying to me is useless; I don’t know how you’re going to survive either," Yang Xiaoxi steeled her heart to not get involved in their affairs. Zhu Yun was like a dog-skin plaster; if she helped this time, she’d never be able to shake her off.

"Xiaoxi, you can’t just not care about us!" Zhu Yun said, "If even you don’t care about us three, we might as well just die and get it over with."

Yang Xiaoxi rolled her eyes, "How am I supposed to care for you? If you can’t get by, go find your husband. What’s the use of finding me? Your kids weren’t born to me."

She had no interest in dealing with this mess.

Hearing this, Zhu Yun was immediately displeased, "Xiaoxi, I don’t like what you’re saying. No matter what, I’m your cousin, and if it weren’t for your successful life in Beijing, I would never have come here! Didn’t I come to Beijing all because of you?"

Before Yang Xiaoxi could reply, she continued, "Now you’re a big star with plenty of money. You could give us just a small amount, and that would be enough for us to live on."

"So after all this, you’re here to ask for money, aren’t you?" Yang Xiaoxi cut straight to Zhu Yun’s intentions.

"Don’t put it like that; I’m not asking for money, I’m here to borrow money," Zhu Yun said as if it were to be expected, "Sure, I’m not living as well as you are now, but I won’t forget your kindness when my days get better. Once I make some money, I’ll repay what I’ve borrowed from you with interest. The supermarket isn’t doing well; things can’t go on like this. So I’m thinking of borrowing twenty thousand yuan from you to refurbish the store and rent the space next door to expand."

"Twenty thousand?" Yang Xiaoxi’s mouth twitched, "Are you asking for the moon? Just asking for twenty thousand as if it’s nothing—you know how hard it is to earn that amount of money?"

"Twenty thousand might be hard to earn for others, but not for you, right?" Zhu Yun stopped crying now, and she smiled slyly, "Xiaoxi, others may not know how much a big star makes, but I do. I’ve asked around, and the salary you get for shooting a single movie is enough for us to buy a house. We are relatives, so don’t be so stingy. I can give you an IOU. I will pay you back in the future. If I can’t pay it back, let my son and grandson carry on the debt. In any case, I won’t welch on what I owe you. Think of it as helping you to save money."