Chapter 10: I Will Show Kindness to Everyone

Suddenly, Sang Yu called out to Song Zhenhua.

“Uncle, I remember Aunt said there’s still some money at home. Otherwise, could you give me some first? At least I can’t go to Brother Jiang’s house empty-handed, right?”

A mischievous gleam flashed in Sang Yu’s eyes.

Song Zhenhua immediately looked toward Chen Jinlan.

Chen Jinlan hurriedly protested, “You’re talking nonsense! When did I ever say that to you?”

“Aunt, you must have misheard. I meant I heard you say it to Cousin.”

Chen Jinlan couldn’t quite recall if she had mentioned it to Song Jiajia.

Lately, Song Jiajia had been prying about how much money was in the family.

Perhaps Chen Jinlan had accidentally let it slip.

Feeling a bit guilty, Chen Jinlan’s face tightened, and Song Zhenhua looked as if he wanted to slap her.

In the end, he could only force a smile and say, “Little Yu, as for the money at home—”

“Uncle, I heard Aunt say there’s about two thousand yuan left. Could you lend me a thousand first?

Look, Aunt bought things for Cousin, I can’t take any of that. But I can’t go to Brother Jiang’s house empty-handed, that would be too improper.

If I could bring over a thousand yuan, those relatives of Brother Jiang wouldn’t say anything. What do you think, Uncle?”

Everyone gasped in surprise. They hadn’t expected Song Zhenhua’s family to be so well-off; they had already given five hundred yuan as dowry, yet there was still two thousand left.

The looks they gave Song Zhenhua suddenly turned strange.

“Director Song, I think Little Yu is right. How can a new bride go empty-handed? Don’t you all agree?” Li Rumei wasn’t truly trying to help Sang Yu; she just wanted to upset Chen Jinlan.

As long as Chen Jinlan was unhappy, she was pleased.

Others chimed in, “Yes, going empty-handed is simply unacceptable.”

Song Zhenhua found himself trapped, glaring fiercely at Chen Jinlan.

At that moment, Song Jiajia snapped sharply, “Why should my family’s money go to you? Even if we had ten thousand yuan, I wouldn’t give you a single cent!”

“Cousin, what do you mean by that? Are you saying Uncle’s IOU is a lie? That I’m easy to fool?” Sang Yu placed a hand on her chest, hurt, looking at Song Jiajia.

Suddenly, Jiang Jingming spoke up, “Uncle Song, is that true?”

Song Zhenhua knew for certain that if he dared confirm, his position as director would be over by tomorrow.

Sang Yu was somewhat surprised; she hadn’t expected Jiang Jingming to speak up for her.

She felt a flicker of gratitude. At worst, when she got the money, she could share some with him.

“This is our family matter. What does it have to do with you?” Song Zhenhua retorted.

In their past life, the few times Jiang Jingming and he met could be counted on one hand.

He was always cold toward him, but now, Sang Yu wasn’t even married in yet.

And yet, Jiang Jingming defended her like this.

Jiang Jingming looked coldly at Song Jiajia. “She’s my wife. We’re family. How can it not concern me?”

“That’s enough!” Song Zhenhua barked.

Taking a deep breath, he returned to his study, and after a while came out holding a thick bundle of banknotes.

“This is one thousand yuan. Take it first,” Song Zhenhua said through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with resentment as he looked at Sang Yu, wishing he could chew her up.

See? See? Giving her a little won’t hurt.

Sang Yu reached out and grabbed the money from his hand.

“Thank you, Uncle. I knew you were the kindest to me. Now, you can write an IOU. There’s still two thousand five hundred left. You must repay it soon, or later when Brother Jiang and I have children, we’ll need the money.”

Sang Yu’s words were meant to irritate Song Zhenhua.

She didn’t notice Jiang Jingming’s expression momentarily flickering with discomfort when she mentioned having children with him.

Having taken the money and the IOU, Sang Yu happily followed Jiang Jingming away.

Nearby, Lin Wen was stunned. First, he noticed the captain had a new wife, then realized she was the beautiful girl they had seen on the street that day.

Then he saw their sister-in-law swindle a large sum from the family.

Good heavens, this was more exciting than anything he’d witnessed at the police station.

Sang Yu was in high spirits, resolved to show everyone a pleasant face today.

Just as Jiang Jingming and Sang Yu descended the stairs, they saw Lu Hao, who had also come to escort the bride.

When Lu Hao saw Sang Yu, he was momentarily struck by how stunning she looked all dressed up.

Sang Yu paid no attention to Lu Hao and walked straight past without a glance.

Jiang Jingming noticed Lu Hao’s gaze.

He looked at Lu Hao, his narrowed eyes radiating a dangerous aura.

Lu Hao was startled.

By the time he recovered, Jiang Jingming had already gotten into the car with his people.

The car slowly drove away from the alley.

“Oh, isn’t that the one here to pick up Song Jiajia?” Li Rumei looked at Lu Hao, scanning him up and down, then glanced at the bicycle behind him.

She truly didn’t understand what Song Jiajia was thinking.

Hearing Li Rumei’s voice, Song Jiajia immediately ran out.

Seeing Lu Hao, she smiled, “Brother Lu, you came.”

Lu Hao gave a gentle smile, “Jiajia, I’ve come to pick you up.”

Song Jiajia’s earlier displeasure faded at the sight of Lu Hao. He was destined to become a wealthy tycoon, and she would be a rich wife.

As for that wretched Sang Yu, she would soon become a widow.

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Jiajia’s eyes.

Song Zhenhua and Chen Jinlan had long lost interest after Sang Yu’s earlier antics, especially since Chen Jinlan never liked Lu Hao.

So they exchanged a few brief words and had Song Jiajia escorted away.

Although Lu Hao was displeased with their attitude, he did not look too sour when he saw the dowry.

He had just noticed that Sang Yu had nothing.

It seemed giving up on Sang Yu and marrying Song Jiajia was a wise choice.

After Song Jiajia left, the people in the boxes and the hallway dispersed.

Today’s scene would surely become the talk of the town.

Song Zhenhua sat gloomily in the living room, while Chen Jinlan looked uneasy.

“You fool! Are you satisfied now?” Song Zhenhua yelled at Chen Jinlan.

Chen Jinlan didn’t dare reply, silently enduring.

Song Zhenhua sneered, “Such a fool!”

The angrier he grew, the more he slammed the door as he left.

After he left, Chen Jinlan collapsed to the floor.

All because of that wretched Sang Yu! A fierce determination flashed in Chen Jinlan’s eyes.

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“Ah-choo!” Sang Yu sneezed inside the sedan.

Jiang Jingming asked, “Are you cold?”

Sang Yu shook her head, “No, not cold.”

What could be cold in this weather? Probably that whole family was cursing her.

Lin Wen kept glancing at Sang Yu through the rearview mirror, hesitant to speak.

Sang Yu noticed and said, “Officer in front, if you have questions, just ask.”

Officer?

In Lin Wen’s heart, he screamed wildly, “What officer?”

Though he did have questions, he immediately received a warning glance from the captain and could only smile, “Sister-in-law, you must be joking. What could I possibly ask?”

“No questions? Then don’t ask in the future either,” Sang Yu smiled brightly.