Sang Xiaoyu briefly explained her situation, and Li Junhao looked proud and said: "How about it, did I guess it right? I knew you had met a noble person.
However, that boy named Jiang is not reliable, you can ask him to help you, don’t have other small ideas, he is not reliable."
Sang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Yeah, I understand. I don't want to rely too much on him. This store is quite easy to run and makes a lot of money. If I don't have any debt, I will definitely not work with him."
"I feel relieved if you think so. No matter what, I can't let that kid take advantage of me.
He's not a good person. I've seen him a few times. He's a jerk, and he must be a lecherous devil. Let me tell you, there's something in a person's face."
"What about you? Don't you say that all men are virtuous?"
"Me? I'm different from him. I only have my wife in my heart now. You are my best friend. I am not a playboy."
Sang Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.
Li Junhao said enviously:
"I will be born into a beautiful woman in my next life. I don't have to do anything. I will only find those lustful and rich men, and then I will make a great comeback."
Sang Xiaoyu was amused by him and said, "You are still the same as always, and you don't know what to say."
Li Junhao said: "I can't tell the truth?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "I am considered beautiful, but am I still beautiful? How old am I? What have I become in the past few years? Does anyone still think I am beautiful?"
Li Junhao took two steps back, looked Sang Xiaoyu up and down carefully and said, "She is still beautiful, but she is too thin..."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to be poor like him, so she took out 8,000 yuan from her bag and solemnly handed it to Li Junhao and said:
"You helped me when I was in the most difficult time. I will never forget it. I want to sincerely thank you. Now that I have money, it's time to pay you back."
After speaking, he bowed deeply and sincerely.
Li Junhao has not yet adapted to the change from the talkative one to the serious one now.
He waved his hands repeatedly and said shyly: "Hey, don't do this, I can't enjoy it. How did you do it? Have you forgotten? Didn't I say I don't want it? I don't have the IOU."
Sang Xiaoyu looked into his eyes and said, "The IOU is always there, in my heart."
"Everyone else has finished paying off?"
Sang Xiaoyu nodded and said: "The rest are family members, mother and mother-in-law..."
"Pay it back to them first. I don't want it anymore. I told you back then that I don't want the money anymore. We have been friends for many years?"
Sang Xiaoyu immediately stopped him and said:
"I know you are different now. This little money is nothing to you, but it is different to me. You must take it. My wife is also pregnant and needs to add some nutrition. Be obedient and take it.
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Li Junhao glanced at the people passing by the door and said proudly: "If you don't want it, you don't want it. Take it for me quickly, eight thousand? Now you want eight thousand and I won't even blink an eye."
Sang Xiaoyu knew that he wanted to save face, so she said sincerely: "Take it, it's not easy. Your wife has a child, so there will be more places to spend money."
Li Junhao came up and said stubbornly:
"As a man, I keep my word, but I am the one who urinates standing up.
I don't want these eight thousand for anything. If you have to give it to me, then give it to your mother. Doesn't she want to buy a new house?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "I can afford to pay back your money, and of course the house is no longer a problem."
Whether it was Sang Xiaoyu or Li Junhao, they almost simultaneously thought of the scene when they borrowed money. It was Sang Xiaoyu's sad history, and it was also one of the few times Li Junhao took advantage of others.
Also, when Li Junhao listened to other people's rumors, he thought that Sang Xiaoyu had become rich and he was the only one who had paid back everyone's money. When he arrived at the extremely shabby little shabby house, what Sang Xiaoyu looked like at that time.
There was a huge difference between Sang Xiaoyu at that time and now. At that time, no one dared to object to her being a beggar. Thinking of this, Li Junhao felt a pity in his heart, and he was also happy for Sang Xiaoyu's today.
The two argued for a long time, Li Junhao insisted not to give it, but Sang Xiaoyu really wanted to give it.
Li Junhao said: "I am a man, and men must keep their word no matter what. It was too difficult for you at that time, and I felt sad when I saw you. Now, I am happy to see you have changed..."
Sang Xiaoyu thought, this is a true friend. He never takes credit or is arrogant. Instead, he puts everything about her first.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that he could not be persuaded and did not want to return the money to his wife. If Li Junhao knew about it, he would definitely be furious.
In the end, Sang Xiaoyu stopped. It wouldn't be good for others to look at her. She thought for a while and said:
"This money is still yours, I just borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha and I have full authority to handle it, okay?"
Li Junhao waved his hand with great enthusiasm and said: "This money is yours now. You can do with it whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me anyway."
Sang Xiaoyu found that Li Junhao didn't feel distressed at all. In fact, she felt quite distressed. She knew that she was not as handsome as Li Junhao.
Sang Xiaoyu left Li Junhao and went straight to the SOS Village in the city.
Just last night, while Sang Xiaoyu was watching TV, she saw a report that a certain entrepreneur funded this orphanage every year. She hoped that people with insight could lend a helping hand to help the children here build their dreams.
Sang Xiaoyu has long had the idea that one day, when she is really rich, she will help the children here, some of whom are as old as her own children.
Ziqiao went to a primary school in the city, and her mother's tasks became even heavier.
Fortunately, Ziqiao is becoming more and more sensible and does not let her grandma worry at all. He also said that in one year he will be able to go to school by himself without being picked up by anyone, but how can Sang Xiaoyu rest assured?
Cheng Ziqiao is 1.4 meters tall and looks more and more like his father.
Every time her mother saw Zi Qiao's face, she would say that Zi Qiao was good in every respect, but he looked too much like his unhappy father.
My mother rarely scolds Cheng Weize now, but when she thinks about it occasionally, she still doesn't have a good word to say.
Ziqiao rarely pestered Sang Xiaoyu to ask why his father hadn't come back. Only occasionally during parent-teacher meetings, someone asked him why his father didn't come.
Several classmates laughed at him and said he had no father.
Sang Xiaoyu's heart tightened, but Ziqiao comforted her in turn, saying that I told my classmates that my father was doing business in Shanghai...
Sang Xiaoyu knew that he himself didn't believe it, so how could his classmates believe it? But instead of exposing him, he said that his father would definitely come back.
Ziqiao's excellent academic performance made him rarely care about other things. In addition, his teacher admired him very much. He lived a comfortable and happy life in school.
Ziqiao scored almost 100% in all subjects, and even 99% was very low. Sang Xiaoyu never asked him in this regard, saying that he could just keep up.
Ziqiao said, that won't work. I want to get into the best school, earn more money, and then pay off my mother's debt.
Looking at the lively and cheerful Ziqiao now, Sang Xiaoyu always thinks of her son when he was just in the accident, how cautious he was. Every time he thinks of it, his heart aches.