Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

They still owed Song Yun 188,000 yuan for the bride price, and now it was reduced by 80,000 yuan, what were they going to do?

She believed that if Song Yun did not receive the money in three days, Ye Qingqing would certainly take their whole family to court.

After all, the person who drives a Lamborghini must certainly have power and influence, and dealing with an ordinary family would be a piece of cake.

Looking at the bill, the Su family fell into silence.

"Why don't you, Ting Ting, plead with Song Yun to defer the bride price for a while?"

Zhao Junxia shamelessly spoke up, as if the person who had harshly scolded Song Yun just now wasn't her.

Su Jun chimed in as well, fully aware of the family's situation. Not to mention Song Yun's bride price, even their mother's medical expenses had to be gathered from others.

"Sis! Our family really doesn't have any money left, I haven't graduated yet, Dad is sick and can't work, if we really want to put together this money, our only option would be to sell the house, but do you really want to see our family end up like this?"

Looking at her mother's hopeful gaze, Su Luting's heart was filled with bitterness as she obediently took out her phone and dialed Song Yun.

"Beep beep beep..."

In the agonizing wait of everyone, Su Luting helplessly put down the phone: "He's not answering..."

"How about trying a WeChat voice message?"

Su Jun encouraged his sister to look for other opportunities.

After opening the app and sending out a voice message, a bright red exclamation mark appeared.

The message had been sent but was rejected by the recipient.

"He's blocked me..."

Su Luting's voice was already somewhat choked up as she looked at the screen filled with years of accumulated messages, her heart ached unbearably.

"Then use another phone to keep calling!"

Zhao Junxia borrowed a phone from a fellow patient and called Song Yun.

"Hello, may I ask who you're looking for?"

Song Yun's voice came through.

"Hello Song Yun, this is Ting Ting's mother speaking..."

Zhao Junxia spoke in a soft and slow manner.

On the other end of the phone, Song Yun was puzzled. The matter had ended, so why were they still shamelessly contacting him?

Zhao Junxia, afraid that Song Yun would hang up, bit the bullet and laid everything out, promising to give back every cent of the bride price in a year.

Hearing this, Song Yun knew the Punish Evil and Promote Good Card was taking effect.

"When I paid the 188,000 yuan bride price, you told me not a penny less, now I'm giving those exact words back to you!"

Zhao Junxia couldn't help but burst into tears when she heard Song Yun's words.

"Song Yun, for Ting Ting's sake, please give us a chance to make amends! You're aware of the Su family's situation, Jun Jun is still in school, Ting Ting's father is useless, the whole family is relying on Ting Ting's salary to get by. Auntie is begging you, spare our lives!"

Song Yun spoke indifferently, "I've done the math; over the last three years, I've lent your family 130,000 yuan for medical expenses, 50,000 yuan for Su Jun's tuition fees, plus the 188,000 yuan bride price, this doesn't even include the nutritional products I bought for you, the red envelopes given during holidays as gifts, all these together come to nearly 400,000 yuan.

Now I'm just asking for the bride price back, is that unreasonable?"

"As for Su Luting's face, I've given more than enough, if I don't see the money in three days, be prepared for court!"

Song Yun hung up the phone immediately after finishing his words.

And on the other end, Zhao Junxia's heart sank...

Seeing Su Jun's expectant eyes, she burst into tears.

"Why is my life so hard, a husband who's good for nothing, a daughter who's blind in choosing a partner, why doesn't God just take me away..."

The sound of crying attracted the attention of patients in the hallway, and among the crowd was a man dressed in a suit, wearing a golden Rolex, who, upon seeing Zhao Junxia lying in the hospital bed, his eyes brightened.

"Junxia?"

The man squeezed through the crowd, closed the door of the hospital room, and asked.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Junxia wiped away her tears, looking at the man in front of her dressed in designer clothes, his hair meticulously combed.

He was the picture of a successful man.

She didn't remember knowing such a figure.

"I'm your high school classmate, Xiong Denghui!"

Upon hearing the man's introduction, Zhao Junxia's eyes brightened.

"Xiong Denghui! I remember you; we were desk-mates!"

Zhao Junxia was also surprised, not expecting to encounter an old classmate here.

However, her relationship with this classmate wasn't that close back in high school, and they had never been in touch since graduation.

By her estimates, it had been over twenty years since they had last met.

Looking at Xiong Denghui's attire, Zhao Junxia sighed internally, thinking if only she had known this fellow would become so successful, she should have befriended him back then.

But what she didn't know was that Xiong Denghui, who appeared to be a successful man, was actually a professional fraudster who conned and deceived for a living.

Even the Rolex on his wrist and the designer clothes on his back were rented, and his visit to the hospital today was just to check on a potential target. He thought that swindling one was the same as swindling two, so why not net them both? This was why he had struck up a conversation.

"Sister Xia, what happened to you? Is the injury serious?"

The concern from an old classmate led Zhao Junxia to vent her frustrations, almost painting Song Yun as an unforgivable death row criminal.

After understanding the cause of the situation, Xiong Denghui sighed endlessly.

Zhao Junxia sighed and looked Xiong Denghui over carefully, wanting to ask for a loan but feeling too embarrassed to say it outright.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for over twenty years, and it might be inappropriate to talk about money the moment they met.

"Sister Xia, I have a project to oversee in a little while, so I must be going. I wish you a speedy recovery."

With that, Xiong Denghui stood up to leave but was held back by Su Jun standing nearby.

"Uncle Xiong, you haven't seen my mother for such a long time, how about you stay and catch up a bit? Please have a seat, and I'll wash some fruit for you."

Su Jun had her own quick calculations. Her mother's old classmate was an excellent social connection that would be a waste not to utilize!

After washing the fruit and returning to the ward, Su Jun asked cheerily, "Uncle Xiong, what have you been busy with lately? I'm graduating next year, does your company still need people?"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Denghui waved his hands regretfully, "I'm sorry, but the company is currently in a bottleneck and we're considering downsizing."

At these words, the flattering expression on Su Jun's face faded a bit.

"But if I can get my current project done, that would be a different story!"

"Oh? Can you tell me more about it?" Su Jun's interest was piqued. It was better to get some insider information from a successful person rather than working for someone else after graduation. Perhaps she could catch the right opportunity and become a wealthy entrepreneur herself!

"Sigh, the project requires a significant amount of capital; I've already invested tens of millions myself. Your family's business is small; you should stay out of it."

The more Xiong Denghui refused, the more Su Jun felt that there must be something worthwhile about the situation. In this day and age, who would share a profitable project with others? Wouldn't he prefer to make money quietly?

"Uncle Xiong! You know our family's situation. Please show some kindness and let us in on the deal. Even if we only get a sip of the soup, I, Su Jun, will remember your kindness for a lifetime!"

"This..."

Xiong Denghui felt a surge of secret glee, but he had to keep up the appearance of being in a difficult position.

"Are you concerned that it's not enough money? We could mortgage our house to the bank and get some cash out, and then redeem it later!"

"Hmm... I'll consider it..."

Seeing Xiong Denghui hesitate, Zhao Junxia immediately spoke up, "Old classmate, you have to help me. If things continue like this, I... I might have to jump off a building!"

"Sigh, I was thinking of making the money myself, but since Sister Xia, you were my secret crush back in high school, forget it, I'll let you in on it. The project I'm working on, if handled correctly, could return at least tenfold!"

The Su family, naive with more money than sense, was eager to give him money, and he would be embarrassed not to take it. If the world had more people like that, he might already be the richest man by now!