My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 111: Chapter 0111: 500,000_1

“Still short of five hundred thousand.”

Yang Yu sighed and said, “Xiao Qiao, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but your aunt really has done all she can. You might think I’m doing well now, but in reality, I don’t have much to fall back on. That thirty thousand I gave for the surgery last time was already a stretch for me.”

“Auntie, don’t lie to me, aren’t you being too stingy?” Xiao Qiao said, somewhat angrily.

“How can you speak like that, do you think your aunt doesn’t want to give?”

Seeing Yang Xiaoqiao speak about herself in such a way, Yang Yu grew angry and said, “Your dad is my own brother, do you think I wouldn’t help if I had the money? Your aunt is struggling, staying up all night to entertain clients, you have no idea how hard it is to make even a little bit of money. Do you think it’s easy for me?”

Xiao Qiao glared straight at Yang Yu and gritted her teeth, “I’ve asked around. You make about thirty thousand a month here, and having worked for two or three years, you must have saved up at least five hundred thousand.”

“You investigate me and still have no manners?” Yang Yu roared in fury, pointing at her nose and shouting, “Who do you think you are? Even if I have five hundred thousand, it was earned with my sweat and blood. You think I should just hand it over because you said so, then what about me?”

“You could lend it to me, I will definitely find a way to pay you back,” Xiao Qiao insisted, biting her teeth.

“How will you pay it back? By selling dumplings during the day and setting up a street stall at night, making less than two hundred a day? Even if you don’t eat or drink and save five thousand a month, how long will it take to pay off five hundred thousand? Eight years, ten years?”

Xiao Qiao’s face flushed red, but she had to admit that the other party was right.

Even if it took ten years, it might not be enough to clear the debt. Her family was already deep in debt for her father’s medical treatment.

“Xiao Qiao, it’s not that your aunt is heartless, but today’s society is just too realistic,” Yang Yu’s voice softened after her scolding.

“In today’s world, without money, every step is difficult. You can have your virtue, but what good does that do you in the end? Without money, you are still looked down upon. If you have money, live a grand life, who will care what you did in the past?”

“What exactly will it take for you to lend me the money?” Xiao Qiao demanded.

“You know Young Master Kun really likes you; he knows you’re a virgin and wants to spend five hundred thousand to buy your first time…”

“Stop dreaming, even if it kills me, I would never sell my body.” Xiao Qiao said resolutely.

“Since that’s the case, I have nothing more to say, suit yourself!”

Tears streamed down Yang Xiaoqiao’s face as she turned and walked away. She didn’t want this detestable woman to see her in a moment of weakness.

But apart from seeking her aunt, she really had no other options.

Ye Xiong walked out of the private room, ready to take a trip to the restroom when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure passing by. On closer inspection, it was the modest beauty from the dumpling shop he had encountered before, Xiao Qiao.

“Huh, isn’t that Miss Xiao Qiao?” Ye Xiong had a deep memory of this pretty and spirited young woman.

Xiao Qiao glanced up at him, her vision blurred by tears and at first, did not recognize him.

Only after blinking a few times did she realize that it was the rich second generation who had flirted with her while eating dumplings in the store.

A surge of revulsion rose within her, and she passed by him as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Ye Xiong could clearly see tears in Xiao Qiao’s eyes; those tear streaks pierced his heart like arrows.

The tears of a beautiful woman were too deadly, especially for Ye Xiong, a sentimental young man. Oh, but he was a bit of a philanderer.

He really wanted to know why such a strong, pretty young woman was crying.

“Miss Xiao Qiao, what a coincidence!” Ye Xiong chased after her.

“Get lost.”

Just as Xiao Qiao was about to leave, an idea flashed through her mind like lightning.

She suddenly turned around and walked up to Ye Xiong, asking indifferently, “Do you like me?”

Caught off guard by her abrupt question, Ye Xiong almost didn’t react, but eventually, he nodded.

What man wouldn’t like such a beautiful girl?

“Give me five hundred thousand, and I’ll spend the night with you.”

“What?” Ye Xiong was stunned.

“I said, if you’re willing to pay five hundred thousand, I’ll sleep with you for one night,” Xiao Qiao repeated mechanically, adding, “Just to clarify, I’m still a virgin, guaranteed genuine.”

Even with a quick mind like Ye Xiong’s, it still took him a moment to respond.

What on earth was she playing at?

“I do have five hundred thousand, but I just want to know the reason,” Ye Xiong wanted to know what made her make such a significant decision.

“You just need to tell me, are you willing or not?”

Ye Xiong took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

“There should be five hundred thousand in here, the PIN is 123456, take it.”

Xiao Qiao dumbly held the bank card, not yet coming to terms with the situation, when Ye Xiong had already pulled out his phone to dial her number, and the pleasant ringtone began to play.

“This is my number, call me whenever you’re ready to keep your promise, and I’ll expect the real deal. Remember, you said if you’re not a virgin, I get a refund,” he said.

After saying that, Ye Xiong left Xiao Qiao, who still hadn’t snapped back to reality, and hurriedly walked away.

It wasn’t that he was trying to act cool, but rather that he was bursting for a pee.

Xiao Qiao dumbly held the bank card and suddenly, a self-mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It was laughable, she had almost believed this guy’s nonsense.

A card with hundreds of thousands to be given away so casually?

No matter how rich, you can’t just spend money like that, right?

Setting the PIN as 123456, could there be such a fool in the world, isn’t that just a brain fart?

In summary, Xiao Qiao felt certain she had encountered a scammer.

She really wanted to throw the card into the trash, but there just happened to be an ATM below the bar, and it wasn’t far to walk, just to check.

Insert the card, enter the password.

What surprised Xiao Qiao was that the password wasn’t wrong.

It must be a zero balance?

As Xiao Qiao was about to press the button to check the balance, the string of numbers that popped up almost blinded her.

Seven hundred and fifty-three thousand two hundred and five yuan!

My god, that bastard didn’t lie, there really was money in the card.

It took Xiao Qiao a while to come back to her senses, and she hurriedly pulled out the card, looked left and right, and up and down, and seeing no one had noticed, she nervously slipped the card back into her pocket.

Her pocket wasn’t safe either, and in the end, she thought of a way to hide the card inside her underwear.

This idiot, setting such a simple password, even a fool could crack it.

She hailed a cab outside and Xiao Qiao’s heart hung in suspension until she arrived home and tightly shut the door, only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

Lying on the sofa, clutching the bank card tightly in her hand, tears unknowingly began to flow down her cheeks.

In recent days, to raise funds for her father, she knew all too well how much she had struggled.

Busy by day, busy by night, earning less than two hundred yuan a day.

She knew it was like throwing a cup of water on a burning cart, but she had no choice.

Because she felt if she didn’t do something, she wouldn’t be at peace.

When borrowing from others, she faced the warmth and coldness of people. If they weren’t unwilling, they had demands, some even proposing she sleep with them, and several wealthy men wanted to buy her first night, but she had refused them all.

Because she didn’t want her first time to be with someone who either had a big bellied or could be old enough to be her father.

She could never have imagined that after such overwhelming difficulties, she would encounter Ye Xiong.

Xiao Qiao lay on the sofa, thinking it over and over, and finally sent Ye Xiong a message.

“I keep my word, wait for my notice about the time.”

Her first time with a guy like him was much better than with someone like Brother Kun.

At least, he was handsome.