Hearing Zhao Tianhao's question, Mr. Jiang finally spoke up, "Um, I wonder if someone as important as you has any inside information?"
"Inside information? I really don't. But the market situation isn't good lately, and it'll likely continue to fall. From what you've said, Uncle, the stock market outlook isn't optimistic. I suggest you cut your losses and leave the market as soon as possible," Zhao Tianhao said.
"Um, um, well, Mr. Zhao, could you lend me some money?"
Mr. Jiang glanced at Jiang Nansun and her mother, who were talking, and whispered to Zhao Tianhao.
"Oh? How much do you need, Mr. Jiang?"
"Thirty, thirty million," Mr. Jiang replied. Zhao Tianhao glanced at Mr. Jiang but didn't speak.
Mr. Jiang knew his request was a bit excessive.
But he had no other choice. The only wealthy person he currently knew was Zhao Tianhao.
Even though he was Zhu Suosuo's boyfriend.
If only he were his daughter's boyfriend.
"Uncle, as far as I know, you're currently unemployed. How can you expect me to believe you can repay the debt?"
"This…"
Father Jiang was stunned. He hadn't really considered this.
Jiang Nansun turned around and saw her father clinging to her husband, his expression awkward and anxious. She knew her father wanted to borrow money.
Jiang Nansun was truly exhausted. She didn't understand why her father had become like this.
Father Jiang, unaware that Jiang Nansun had come up behind him, gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Tianhao,
"Lend me thirty million, and I can give you my daughter."
Tears streamed down Jiang Nansun's face. She couldn't believe her father was saying this.
After learning on the way home that her father had lost money in the stock market, Jiang Nansun, though feeling that her father was worthless, had secretly resolved to cover the losses.
But now, hearing her father say he wanted to sell her, Jiang Nansun didn't know why she should pity him.
"I never thought I was worth so much, thirty million!"
Before Zhao Tianhao could speak, Jiang Nansun blurted out.
Hearing Jiang Nansun's words, Jiang's father was startled. He hadn't expected his daughter to overhear his talk of selling her.
Jiang's father was also somewhat embarrassed. He glanced upstairs, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb your grandmother."
Jiang's father didn't want his wife to know about his stock market losses.
"What? You're going to sell your daughter, and you won't let anyone say anything?"
Jiang Nansun refused to lower her voice, glaring at her father with tears in her eyes. Zhu Suosuo and Jiang's mother, hearing Jiang Nansun's voice, rushed over, wondering what had happened.
"What's wrong, Nansun?"
Jiang's mother looked at the tearful Jiang Nansun, her heart aching.
"Ask him, he's going to sell me."
Jiang Nansun instinctively tried to throw herself into Zhao Tianhao's arms. Zhu Suosuo reacted quickly, pulling Jiang Nansun back and comforting her.
"Jiang Pengfei, what are you doing? You're selling your daughter now, when are you going to sell me too? When are you going to sell your mother too?"
"Shh. Keep your voice down."
Jiang's father knew he was in the wrong.
He glanced upstairs, afraid that Old Mrs. Jiang would hear, after all, it was her birthday today.
He glanced at his angry wife, then pushed open the door and left.
Zhao Tianhao was also shocked by Jiang's father's actions.
Actually, his initial idea was the same: to have Jiang's father sell his daughter to him.
But plans don't always go as expected, and Jiang Nansun became his woman ahead of time.
His own request was one thing, but Jiang's father's initiative was another.
"Nansun, it's okay, he's just saying that. Don't worry, if he dares to do it for real, I'm ready to fight him to the death."
Jiang's mother patted Jiang Nansun's shoulder gently.
"Mom."
Jiang Nansun threw herself into her mother's arms, hugging her and crying.
"Nan Sun."
The mother and daughter embraced.
Zhao Tianhao led Zhu Suosuo upstairs.
Tonight, Jiang's mother had arranged for Zhao Tianhao and his family to rest here; the room had already been prepared.
Zhu Suosuo couldn't believe her father could do such a thing. Thinking about it now, her own father was actually quite good.
Although he had sent her to live with her uncle since she was little, at least he hadn't sold his daughter.
"Husband." Zhu Suosuo threw herself into Zhao Tianhao's arms.
"Don't think nonsense. Your husband won't abandon you. My Suosuo is so beautiful and so obedient," Zhao Tianhao comforted her, stroking her head.
"Mmm, don't leave Suosuo. Suosuo loves you so much."
Zhu Suosuo offered a sweet kiss.
Zhao Tianhao carried Zhu Suosuo to the bed, parted her legs, and penetrated her.
That night, Jiang Nansun sneaked in. After what happened that night, she felt insecure, fearing Zhao Tianhao would abandon her.
Feeling the fullness of his large penis inside her again, Jiang Nansun finally felt at ease, believing she was possessed by Zhao Tianhao.
That night, Zhao Tianhao thoroughly ravaged the two women who were prone to overthinking.
Fortunately, Zhao Tianhao had placed a restriction, otherwise the two women's moans would have been heard throughout the entire building.
...
When Zhao Tianhao woke up in the morning, Jiang Nansun was no longer in the room.
Only Zhu Suosuo remained, curled up in his arms like a clingy kitten.
Zhao Tianhao, his large penis erect, thrust into Zhu Suosuo's cunt and continued his conquest.
When the two went downstairs, Jiang's mother, Jiang's mother, and Jiang Nansun were all sitting below.
It turned out that Jiang's father had gone out the previous night and hadn't returned.
He still hadn't come back.
They couldn't reach him by phone.
Mrs. Jiang called and asked Mr. Jiang's friends, but none of them knew where he was.
Before Zhao Tianhao could speak, there was a knock at the door.
Mrs. Jiang opened the door and found three strangers.
Da Mao stood guard, watching the three warily.
He was ready to deal with them at any moment.
"Who are you?" Mrs. Jiang asked, looking at the three. A bad feeling crept into her heart. The three glanced at Da Mao and cautiously explained.
"Hello, we're here to see Mr. Jiang Pengfei. He owes us money, and it's overdue. We can't contact him, so we had to come to collect the debt."
Da Mao's imposing aura intimidated the three, making them terrified. They didn't dare to be assertive at all, fearing they would be beaten up at any moment.
"I am Jiang Pengfei's wife. How much does he owe you? Please come in."
Seeing Zhao Tianhao's bodyguard present, Mrs. Jiang felt less afraid.
After the three entered, one of them handed the IOUs to Jiang's mother, glancing fearfully at Da Mao before quickly explaining, "These three IOUs are for 1.8 million yuan, borrowed three years ago. With interest, it's a total of 2.3 million yuan."
Zhao Tianhao didn't make things difficult for the three. Seeing that the IOUs were in order, he gestured for Da Mao to give him the money. After Da Mao transferred the money, the three left without looking back.
"Thank you, Xiao Zhao. Don't worry, we'll pay it back as soon as Pengfei returns,"
Jiang's mother thanked Zhao Tianhao.
"It's nothing," Zhao Tianhao smiled, indicating he didn't mind.
Throughout the day, two more debt collectors came knocking.
Zhao Tianhao dealt with them all.
Meanwhile, he had already sent people to search for Jiang Pengfei's location.
That evening, they found him—a corpse.
Jiang's father realized he regretted saying he had sold his daughter.
After leaving home, Jiang's father went to the riverbank. He was now completely unable to repay his debts.
Even selling the house wouldn't be enough.
Frustrated, Mr. Jiang chose to escape, committing suicide by jumping into the river, leaving behind this mess.
Upon receiving the news, Mrs. Jiang fainted on the spot.
Zhao Tianhao first called an ambulance and took Mrs. Jiang to the hospital.
Then he ordered someone to go to the bank to settle Jiang Pengfei's debts.
After all, he was dead; there was no point in lecturing him. It's likely that Jiang Pengfei chose to gamble one last time, hoping that Zhao Tianhao would repay the debts after his death.
And of course, this time he won.
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The next day, Mrs. Jiang was discharged from the hospital, accepting the news of her son's death.
Mother Jiang, however, wasn't particularly saddened.
She had no feelings for Mr. Jiang. If it weren't for the legacy of their ancestors, how could Jiang Pengfei have lived such a comfortable life?
And with so much money to support his extravagant spending.
The moment Jiang Nansun heard her father sell his daughter, she felt no affection for him anymore.
Although her father had jumped into the river, he still needed to be buried.
So, Old Mrs. Jiang notified Jiang Nansun's aunt, Daisy, to return for the funeral.
Daisy arrived home late at night.
Zhao Tianhao had been staying with Jiang Nansun recently; after such a drastic change in their family, there was no man to support them.
Naturally, Zhao Tianhao stepped in.
Hearing the knock, Zhao Tianhao opened the door. Daisy saw the person from the photograph appear in reality and exclaimed, "Master!" Zhao Tianhao smiled, unsurprised.