Read Novel Full Chapter 1325: Borrow Some Money
Chapter 1325: Chapter 1325: Borrow Some Money
Wen Yun’s side profile was very beautiful, her long eyelashes fanned out, and she spoke in a gentle voice.
"Do you feel better now?"
Wen Yun focused on massaging Meng Yanzhi, completely unaware that Meng Yanzhi had been staring at her. She said, "For your condition, you should get more massages. Of course, the technique is also very important. Pay more attention daily, and gradually, the pain will lessen."
"Mm."
Meng Yanzhi responded, his voice nasally, and said, "Thank you."
"No need to thank me. It’s getting late, you should go to bed early."
Seeing that he was no longer in pain, Wen Yun got up and went back to her room. Massaging requires a lot of strength, so Wen Yun, feeling tired, fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning, when Wen Yun got up, Meng Yanzhi was already gone. However, on the dining table, there was a steaming breakfast: porridge, buns, fried dough sticks, and pancakes!
"Such a waste!"
Wen Yun looked at the breakfast, thinking to herself, could she finish it all by herself?
If she couldn’t finish it, wouldn’t it be wasted?
Determined not to waste food, Wen Yun stuffed herself and slowly burped her way to the hospital.
"Wen Yun, your sister is here to see you."
Her colleague’s words stunned Wen Yun for a moment before she realized it was her cousin, Wen Jiao.
"You finally came."
Wen Jiao, with a look of disdain, covered her nose as she walked out of the office, saying, "It’s so hard to find you. Is your phone out of battery again?"
Wen Yun took out her phone, and sure enough, it was dead.
"Can’t you replace that old phone?" Wen Jiao looked at Wen Yun’s phone with disdain; it was still the newly released model.
"What’s up?" Wen Yun inquired.
Wen Jiao started walking outside, saying, "Let’s talk outside."
Feeling helpless, Wen Yun explained to her colleagues and then quickly caught up with Wen Jiao. They walked to a small garden in the back before Wen Jiao said, "Aren’t you married into the Meng Family? Doesn’t the Meng Family give you money to spend?"
Wen Jiao scrutinized Wen Yun, noticing her clothes hadn’t changed from before, and even her outdated phone hadn’t been replaced.
Phones were changing rapidly, from the original large ones, to smaller models, to basic blue-screen phones, and now to color-screen phones. The phone in her hand was the latest color-screen model she had switched to.
Wen Yun pressed her lips together, not answering Wen Jiao’s question, instead saying, "Wen Jiao, if you have something to say, just say it. I still have to work, and I have rounds to do later."
This was why she came early; if she had come late, she wouldn’t have had the chance to follow Wen Jiao out.
"Lend me a hundred thousand yuan."
Wen Jiao’s words almost made Wen Yun’s eyes pop out. She shook her head and said, "Wen Jiao, do I look like a rich person to you?"
A hundred thousand?
That’s too much, even ten thousand would be hard for her.
"The Meng Family is rich," Wen Jiao said without hesitation. "I recently have my eye on a bag, and I’m preparing to open a store with a friend, but we don’t have enough money. Can you lend me some?"
Wen Yun refused, "I don’t have any."
"The Meng Family has money, but it’s not my money," Wen Yun added.
It’s not just that she and Meng Yanzhi have a contract marriage even if they were a genuine couple, Meng Yanzhi’s money isn’t something that just appeared out of thin air.
"How is it not yours? Wen Yun, you don’t want to lend it, do you?" Wen Jiao said unhappily, "A hundred thousand to the Meng Family is just a drop in the bucket, why can’t you lend me a little? I’m not saying I won’t pay it back."
"I am your cousin after all."
Wen Jiao looked at Wen Yun intently, making Wen Yun’s head ache.
"No, I don’t have it," Wen Yun refused directly. She said, "Even if it was my own father asking, if I don’t have the money, I just don’t have it. I can’t just make money appear out of nowhere, right?"
"I have to go to work, I’m leaving."
Wen Yun turned to leave.
Wen Jiao grabbed her and said, "Wait, then give me Meng Yanzhi’s number, I’ll ask him myself."
"I don’t have it."
Wen Yun no longer wanted to continue the conversation with Wen Jiao.
"Wen Yun, don’t think that just because you married well and climbed up the social ladder, you can look down on people!" Wen Jiao was furious; why did Wen Yun get to marry so well?
"Wen Jiao, I’m not looking down on anyone or climbing any ladders. I don’t have money," Wen Yun took a deep breath, feeling that her good mood from the morning had been thoroughly ruined. She said, "Wen Jiao, I don’t object to you wanting to make money, but I really don’t have any money."
"Fine, then tell me Meng Yanzhi’s phone number. He’s your husband, you should have it, right?" Wen Jiao insisted, convinced that she could get the money from Meng Yanzhi.
Wen Yun looked at her deeply and said, "Wen Jiao, do you remember what happened at Yusheng Bar a year ago?"
Wen Jiao’s expression instantly changed, staring at her and saying, "Are you threatening me?"
"No, I just wanted to remind you, in case one day I slip up and mention it unintentionally."
Wen Yun looked at Wen Jiao, and once Wen Jiao left, she finally let out a sigh of relief. She was very soft-hearted, but living in the Wen Family, sometimes she needed to protect herself.
She remembered that day, even after a year, and if... if she hadn’t been quick-witted, she would have been the one in trouble.
After Wen Jiao left, Wen Yun felt unsettled for the whole day. Wen Jiao was the kind of person who wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted. How was she going to find Meng Yanzhi?
As soon as her shift ended, Wen Yun went home early. Seeing that Meng Yanzhi hadn’t returned, she noticed the fridge was packed full. She picked a few things to prepare dinner, and just as she was almost done, Meng Yanzhi returned.
Sometimes Wen Yun wondered if he somehow knew exactly when dinner would be ready?
Every time Meng Yanzhi returned, it was almost dinner time.
During dinner, Wen Yun hesitated several times but didn’t know how to bring it up.
What if Meng Yan didn’t plan to lend Wen Jiao money in the first place? Wouldn’t her words be unnecessary then?
Moreover, if she mentioned it, how should she explain?
"What is it?"
Meng Yanzhi wiped his mouth. From the moment he got home, Wen Yun’s eyes told him she had something she wanted to say.
But after waiting for a long time, Wen Yun still hesitated, not speaking up.
"Nothing."
Wen Yun shook her head, but then reconsidered and said, "Did my cousin Wen Jiao come looking for you today?"
Wen Jiao?
Meng Yanzhi raised an eyebrow.
"She wanted to borrow money from me to start a business, but I don’t have any." As soon as Wen Yun finished speaking, Meng Yanzhi said, "You have money. If you want to lend it, lend it. If you don’t want to, then don’t."
Wen Yun stared blankly at Meng Yanzhi, shocked by his words.
Meng Yanzhi asked, "Do you want to lend it?"
"I don’t." Wen Yun shook her head, fearing Meng Yanzhi might misunderstand, and explained, "My relationship with her isn’t very good. Besides, all her business ventures, whether ten or eight, never have a proper ending, and she never repays the money she borrows."