ABRWF Chapter 240.2

The prickly man glared at Song Yichen and said, “Shut up. You are nothing without the Song family. Ji Ze’s sister is not as incompetent as the rumors say. I advise you to control your mouth. If you get into trouble, you won’t know how to cry.”

Song Yichen laughed: “Get into trouble? You will know when I meet Jiang Nanshu. I will make her pay for her mistakes.”

The prickly man pulled Ji Ze away.

He whispered, “Don’t bother with that idiot. He’s got a brain problem.”

Ji Ze walked away in silence, while Song Yichen’s voice mocking Jiang Nanshu continued behind him.

He bit his lip tightly until he tasted blood. Then he wiped his tears with his sleeve.

“I, am I too useless? They scolded my sister, and I…” His voice choked slightly, and his eyes were red.

“I can’t even refute it. I feel so uncomfortable. Why am I so cowardly and can’t do anything right?”

“Alas, this can’t be blamed on you. You are so young, and your family is not well off. If you confront them, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg. You should just avoid them for the time being.”

What the prickly man said was right, but for the first time, Ji Ze felt that he was too weak.

This sense of a gap between the common people and the upper class seemed to him as wide as a chasm.

He would feel good if he beat Song Yichen, but it would bring trouble to his family and would also cause trouble for Jiang Nanshu.

It seems that she is not having an easy life in the Jiang family.

“The third brother of the Jiang family is a liar.” Ji Ze’s eyes were fierce.

“He clearly promised to take good care of my sister. Why was my sister kicked out of the house? They are bullying people.”

The young man’s unwillingness surged out from this moment and turned into a silent sea, waiting for the wind and waves to carry it and form a tsunami that covered the entire world.

“Sooner or later, I will take her out to live a good life.” Ji Ze’s voice was very light and low.

“My sister should not be bullied like this.”

The prickly man thought it was just something he said in anger.

He patted his shoulder comfortingly and said, “It’s okay. We’ll ask her on Monday. If she’s really been wronged, I’ll buy a sack of burlap to beat up Song Yichen’s grandson.”

“What kind of scholarly family is this? Why is he like a second-rate person? He doesn’t have much of a brain to study, but he relies on being favored in the Song family. A group of hypocritical hypocrites, the Song family will collapse sooner or later.”

Ji Ze listened in silence.

Now he just wanted to find a way out and not always rely on Jiang Nanshu to support their poor family.

“Troublemaker, lend me 20,000 yuan, and I’ll pay you back after the new year.” Ji Ze said.

The prickly man looked at him in shock: “No, brother, what do you want so much money for?”

“It’s useful.”

“What do you want first?”

“One sentence, will you lend it to me or not? If not, I’ll go and get a loan.”

The prickly man: “…”

Loans are not allowed to be lent to minors.

He didn’t complain.

His family is nouveau riche, so they are not short of money.

Seeing that Ji Ze wanted it, he gritted his teeth and said, “Lent it! Let me tell you first, you can’t do anything illegal, otherwise, I will cry to death outside if you go to jail.”

Feeling the concern of the prickly man, Ji Ze smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I will definitely return it to you after the new year.”

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Jiang Nanshu returned to the villa she bought.

The money has been transferred to the owner.

The refrigerator was filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, which were obviously bought by Lu Qingyan.

Jiang Nanshu washed an apple and took a pack of frozen dumplings to cook.

The night passed after watching Jiang Leyi’s campus drama.

She was sleeping soundly when she heard a woman’s cry for pain and begging for mercy next door, as well as a child’s crying at the top of his lungs.

Jiang Nanshu sat up and checked the time.

It was one o’clock in the morning.

She had only slept for two hours when the fight next door started again.

Jiang Nanshu felt that if this continued for a long time, she might die suddenly here.

So she threw back the quilt, her dark eyes gloomy, put on her slippers, bent down to pick up the big wrench under the bed, and went straight to the villa next door.

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Who do you think the people next door are?

Hint: Not strangers. We know them.

 

 

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