Sang Xiaoyu was focused on borrowing money, so how could she be in the mood to listen to his story?
He just responded casually and said, "If this matter is urgent, maybe I haven't met the one I want yet."
When Li Junhao heard what she said, he patted his thigh and said, "I like hearing this. Someone really likes me, but I have to choose, right?"
Sang Xiaoyu nodded.
He said to Sang Xiaoyu: "Sister Xiaoyu, thank you for looking up to me today. I want to say something from the bottom of my heart. Is that man of yours still a man? If something goes wrong, run away first and let the woman take the responsibility."
He has embarrassed us gentlemen. This is the man you have chosen from thousands of people. How do you think your vision is so good?"
Sang Xiaoyu felt that he was a bit of a villain, but at this time she had something to ask of him, so she had to let it go.
Li Junhao continued: "I think you are taking this opportunity to get divorced. With your conditions, you still can't find a good person? Don't hold on by yourself, find someone to help."
Sang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and said, "How could I have thought about this? Even if I did, who would be willing to jump into this hot bed?
Besides, Wei Ze must have gone to raise money.
To tell you the truth, I am still short of 40,000 yuan. If you can help me, any amount is fine, and I will try to return it to you in the shortest possible time. Do you think that’s okay?”
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to hear anything other than borrowing money, and firmly controlled the central issue.
Li Junhao shook his head after hearing Sang Xiaoyu's words and said, "Cheng Weize is playing tricks on you like this, and you still use him as a treasure?"
Sang Xiaoyu felt unhappy and said, "I don't want to mention him anymore. Just tell me if you can help me. I'm grateful to you for helping me. It's okay not to help. Just give me a happy word."
Li Junhao patted his thigh again and said: "You are so cool, I won't hide it anymore. I have liked you since I was very young. If you can agree to be with me, I will cover all your debts."
I have earned a lot now, and the house payment has been paid. Once the house is completed, I will be able to live in a house in the city center. The debt will not last for three to five years, and I will definitely find a way to help you solve it."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect that he would propose such a condition, and was stunned for a moment. She came to borrow money, not to marry herself off.
She walked toward the door with a look of disaster on her face, then slowly turned back and said as she walked: "Li Junhao, thank you, I'll think of other ways."
Li Junhao didn't expect that she would refuse to agree. He thought that with his current ability, Sang Xiaoyu should happily rush over to her.
This noble woman didn't want to stay with him even if she was in trouble.
Relying on the strength of his drink, he was a little annoyed and said in a sarcastic tone: "You have come to this point, and you call yourself a fire bed. Why do you still look down on me? Is there any difference between you, my ex-wife, and those short-sighted people?"
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Sang Xiaoyu was standing at the door. She turned back and said seriously:
"What right do I have to look down on you now? Weize has not been heard from, and I am in a mess now. If you bring this up now, I don't think you are even taking advantage of others. You are taking advantage of others."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't wait for him to speak, and said to herself: "I owe nearly 400,000 yuan to someone, who is not afraid of getting involved? Even if you really want to be with me, I can't destroy you."
When Li Junhao heard that it was four hundred thousand, he was stunned for a moment. This was an astronomical figure, and it was not something he, a junior deputy section chief, could afford.
But under the stimulation of alcohol, he persisted and said:
"Sang Xiaoyu, you should live a more sensible life. Today is different from the past. Why do you still talk about your husband and scream so loudly? What have you become now? Do you still think you are a superior boss's wife?"
Sang Xiaoyu knew that he had drunk too much and had no control over his mouth.
She said nothing and went straight to pull the door handle.
Li Junhao became a little anxious when he saw her hand on the doorknob and said:
"Let's do this. I've always wanted to be with you in my dreams. Do you think I can give you a thousand yuan for one night of sleep and you don't have to pay it back?"
Li Junhao, who was drunk, completely ignored Sang Xiaoyu who was in trouble.
His words were as simple and concise as the telegram he sent.
At this time, Li Junhao felt that he could finally be arrogant with this untouchable woman. His wild tone and slanted eyes told Sang Xiaoyu that things were different now.
Such a naked insult was like a thunderbolt, which shocked Sang Xiaoyu.
Sang Xiaoyu originally wanted to rush forward and slap him. But at this moment, her hand holding the door stopped. At this moment, money was the only thing on her mind.
There are only three days left, what will happen then? If it were not for court negotiation, how could she have the peaceful life now?
If the 40,000 yuan cannot be raised, both the hospital and the homeowner may have new problems.
Thinking of this, she stopped, looked directly at Li Junhao and said, "Okay, you'd better come to it ten times at a time, so I don't have to bother."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the kang. He walked to the kang and started to take off his clothes.
Sang Xiaoyu's action was not to play with a man in bed, but to go to the execution ground and die heroically.
It was already mid-October. Sang Xiaoyu took off the outer windbreaker, crossed her hands and raised it above her head, and began to take off the inner fleece.
Then she took off her shoes, put her feet up on the kang, and started to take off her pants without any hesitation.
Li Junhao looked at her as if she was dumbfounded. When he saw her taking off her pants, he collapsed and immediately stepped forward to stop her.
"Don't... don't, don't!"
Sang Xiaoyu stopped all movements. What she just did was a bet, and she won the bet.
Li Junhao turned around in a panic, rummaged around in the closet for a long time, and finally took out a shoe box.
Opening the box, there was a hundred yuan in cash inside. He said, "There are eight thousand yuan in it. You need to help first. I can only give you these. I have to renovate the house for the rest."
Sang Xiaoyu was so grateful that she put on her clothes and took the 8,000 yuan with tears in her eyes.
She took out a notebook she had prepared long ago and quickly wrote down the IOU in it.
IOU: I borrow RMB 8,000 from Li Junhao and promise to pay it back within one year. Borrower: Sang Xiaoyu.
Sang Xiaoyu not only signed her name, but also brought red ink pad. She now writes the IOU like a teacher grading homework for a primary school student, as skillfully as eating and sleeping.
She wrote the IOU on copy paper, tore off the top, handed it to Li Junhao and said repeatedly: "Thank you! Thank you!"
"This is nothing. Aren't you my sister? Come back when you have something to do."
As if nothing happened, Li Junhao washed himself away with tolerance and generosity, and gave him the true meaning of a man.
When Sang Xiaoyu came out of Li Junhao's house, what she had in her arms didn't feel like money, but rather her humiliation.
It seemed as if the money was really for sleeping with Li Junhao, eight thousand! That means she slept with him eight times. Thinking of this, she felt a little sick and felt like vomiting.
There is no moon in the sky at night, the wind blows over the head in gusts, and the stars are in fixed positions, shaking tiny shimmers of light, witnessing the woman who was lost at night.