People born in the 80s became relocated households

Wang Ziliang sighed deeply and said to himself, "How can I be that capable? I borrowed 50,000 yuan from my boss for the down payment of the house. Now they want another 100,000 yuan as a betrothal gift. I really have no other choice."

Jiang Shuya suggested: "Can't we just sit down and talk?" Wang Ziliang said: "The girl is my second brother's college classmate. She didn't ask for the betrothal money, but her family. They said that our family is poor and has no security. This money will belong to my second brother in the future and he will take it back after the marriage. Last year they asked to buy a house because they didn't want to live in the countryside. The main reason for buying a house in the city is that it is closer to her mother's family and they can take care of each other. My second brother has always hated mom and doesn't want to live with her in the future. If he can get the care of his wife's family, I agreed without thinking."

It turns out that he is not a live-in son-in-law!

Jiang Shuya is an experienced person and knows the ins and outs here very well. It is understandable that parents are thinking about their daughter and asking the husband's family to pay the bride price. In order to make their daughter more respectable, they want money and fame, so they have to find an excuse. Jiang Shuya thought, Wang Ziliang is a grown man and doesn't understand the ins and outs here. Could it be that his mother can't see through it either?

It can be seen that he is confused.

"From what you said, since it was her parents who wanted her, she didn't have any attitude at all. Don't you know that your family has reached the end of its rope?" Jiang Shuya asked again.

"My second brother has talked to her several times. She suggested that we borrow the money first and then transfer it from one hand to the other. She will be willing to pay it back when the time comes. It's just a formality." Wang Ziliang said

Jiang Shuya suddenly felt speechless. Since when did formalism become more important than lifelong happiness?

She held up her chin and said, "Tsk tsk" twice, "Then you have thought of a way to really help me borrow the money."

Wang Ziliang shook his head and said nothing. Where could one borrow 100,000 yuan these days? Who would be willing to lend it? No one's money came from the wind. Although the boss was a good person, he had just borrowed money and hadn't paid it back. How could he have the nerve to borrow again?

He suddenly stood up, looking a little tired, patted his clothes, and said, "We can only delay it a little longer! We'll take it one step at a time. Thank you for listening to me for so long."

Jiang Shuya also stood up and smiled: "No need to thank me, I don't want to see you frowning tomorrow. There are many roads in this world. You can only see hope when you walk on them, instead of walking only when you see hope. I hope you are still as humorous and positive as before. I will introduce you to a good girl later."

Wang Ziliang was surprised when he heard this: "Really? I heard you have a sister."

"Don't even think about my sister. She's already in a relationship and is getting married next year. I'll find someone else for you!"

Jiang Shuya smiled

Wang Ziliang said shamelessly: "Okay, then I really count on you for my lifelong event! It would be best if I could find someone like you."

Jiang Shuya's expression changed immediately after hearing this, and she said loudly: "What's so good about me? Who would care about me? I'll find you someone better than me. Don't you have confidence in yourself?"

She really looked down on herself. Thinking of her past memories of how tender she was to Huang Minghao and how she obeyed him in everything, but still couldn't win any favor from him. Now she heard from others that he disliked and was dissatisfied with her in various ways. She suspected that she was really the most failed and worst person.

Wang Ziliang saw her leaving and patted his forehead: "I said something wrong, she just got angry."

Jade Mountain Apartment

Lin Moxiao had just returned home from a 48-hour flight. He was opening the door with his suitcase when a middle-aged woman came over with a key in her hand and said, "Mr. Lin, you're back!"

He looked up and said, "Auntie Lan, is there anything wrong?"

The middle-aged woman's name was Zhou Lan. She cleaned the interiors of several fixed residences in the apartment twice a week, including Lin Moxiao's apartment, and naturally had the keys to their residences.

"It's like this. When I was cleaning your house a few days ago, a woman came to see you and said that you knew each other. She also took a few things away. I was worried, so I asked her name. She said her last name was Wang. You went in and saw which things were missing. I know the nature of your job, so I didn't call you, but I left her number. Take a look."

As he said this, he took out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it and handed it to him.

Lin Moxiao took it and saw that it was Wang Yingying's number. She had been here before, probably to pick up something she didn't take last time.

After he entered the room, he asked Aunt Lan to follow him in. The room was spotlessly clean. He asked Aunt Lan to sit down and wait for a while. He went to the master bedroom and took a look. The room was tidy and there was no sign of rummaging. He went to the cloakroom, where the clothes he had bought for her were still hanging. He called Aunt Lan and said, "Aunt Lan, please help take down all the women's clothes in the cloakroom and pack them and send them to a place. I will pay you."

Aunt Lan heard this and went over to clean up politely.

Although the two had been together for a few months before, Lin Moxiao did not accept living with her for a long time. They mostly went to hotels, but occasionally they would stay here. Every time he bought something for her, she insisted on bringing it here, claiming that this would be her home in the future. He did not take it seriously. Thinking that the women's skin care products in the bathroom were also hers, he found a box and packed them together. After seeing Aunt Lan sort out the clothes in the cloakroom, he asked her to pack up the shoes as well. After packing and checking, he found that the most expensive ones had been taken away by her. They were nothing more than bags and jewelry. He saw that they were almost packed: "Aunt Lan, I'll give you an address, please help send it over!"

After that, he went to the study, and after a moment he took out a piece of paper with the address and phone number written on it, and handed it to Aunt Lan: "Show this to the driver, if you can find it, this is the money for you."

He took out another two hundred yuan and gave it to her.

Auntie Lan waved her hand and said, "Don't take the money. Just think of it as me helping you!"

"Here! The taxi will cost money, and you can keep the rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went into the study, ignoring him no more.

Aunt Lan has worked here for several years. Although she has only worked as an hourly worker for him for more than a year, she has some understanding of his personality. He is quiet, polite, a little cold, and doesn't like to be disturbed. She has never seen him mention his family. Sometimes she is very curious about what kind of parents can raise such an excellent child. She asked him a question after the Chinese New Year last year, and he just replied: "Sorry, I don't want to answer this question."

Aunt Lan finally found the place with two bags of things. It was an old residential area in Baixia District, on the sixth floor. There was no elevator. She climbed up and panted. She found room 603 and knocked on the door. No one opened it for a long time. When she was about to go back, she heard footsteps inside. A woman with gauze on her face opened the door impatiently and poked her head out: "Who is it! Who are you looking for!"