354: Chapter 354 Jiang Nansun Borrows Money

That afternoon, Zhu Suosuo led the four members of the Jiang Family and moved in.

In the evening, Dai Yin, who had never lifted a finger in her life, cooked dinner.

Zhu Suosuo kept calling Jiang Nansun "Princess," "Princess."

Little did she know, the true princess of the Jiang Family was actually Dai Yin.

From birth to marrying into the Jiang Family and giving birth, she had nannies attending to everything inside and out.

Dai Yin hadn't done any housework in her half-life, spending her days playing mahjong and dancing.

By the age of fifty, she could even turn rice into porridge when using a rice cooker.

Even so, she kept shouting about being oppressed, depressed, unable to live in this family anymore, and wanting freedom.

In the original plot, the Jiang Family went bankrupt, Jiang Pengfei jumped off a building, and Dai Yin was just like that, spirited away to Milan by Dai Xi.

She left her nearly eighty-year-old mother-in-law and the massive debts left by her late husband to her "Baby" daughter, who was still a student.

Even then, the screenwriter arranged for a professor as a sucker to take the fall for this fifty-year-old "noble princess" who had no money, no beauty, no virtue, and no ability.

She continued to be pampered by a simp and remained her noble princess.

The Mary Sue plot was dialed up to the max.

Calling her a gold digger would be an understatement.

Back to the main topic.

With their home about to be gone, this meal was naturally unpleasant.

Jiang Nansun had originally listened to Chen Cheng and was in no hurry to move.

But then she was told that the family's property deed couldn't be found, and upon asking, she learned the house had long been mortgaged.

Although she was mentally prepared, this news still left Jiang Nansun stunned.

She had an idea of how much the family house was worth and how much could be mortgaged.

As it turned out, the house had already been mortgaged, and debt collectors were showing up at the door.

She didn't even dare to imagine how big a hole her father had dug for himself.

People die for wealth just as birds die for food; she was truly a bit scared.

After some persuasion from Zhu Suosuo, she accepted her kindness.

After the meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

This apartment had a three-plus-one layout, meaning three bedrooms and one study.

It was just enough for five people; the Old Madam had one room to herself, and Jiang Pengfei and his wife shared one.

Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo slept in the master bedroom.

The Old Madam sat by the window, sulking at her son, and she hadn't touched a bite of the food her daughter-in-law had cooked.

Fearing she would starve, Zhu Suosuo cooked her a bowl of wontons.

Seeing Jiang Pengfei grab his coat and head out, Jiang Nansun immediately remembered Chen Cheng's words and hurriedly chased after him.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Jiang Pengfei glanced at his daughter, "I'm going to get some money from a friend."

"I'll go with you."

Jiang Pengfei frowned, "I'm going to get money, why do you need to come with me?"

"I'm afraid that if you leave, you won't come back." Jiang Nansun was very anxious. Although she often argued with her father, if something were to happen to him...

Jiang Nansun simply didn't dare to think about it.

Jiang Pengfei raised an eyebrow, "My mom~", "My wife~", "And my daughter, you're all here, how... how could I not come back?"

Jiang Nansun was stunned for a moment; it seemed he was right. She let out a sigh of relief, "Even if you can't borrow a single cent, even if we really lose everything, you must come back."

"So we don't have to waste energy looking for you."

"Today's situation is of your own making."

"No matter the circumstances, you have no excuse to run away and leave this mess for me, my mom, and Grandma to face."

Jiang Pengfei's face was bitter. He let out a heavy sigh and nodded, "I will come back."

"If I call you, you must answer."

Jiang Pengfei sighed, "Answer! I will answer."

"Dad isn't that fragile; I will answer."

Looking at him like that, Jiang Nansun still shed tears.

Watching him disappear at the doorway, Jiang Nansun remained dazed for a long time.

Borrowing money?

A thought was rapidly rising in her heart.

Jiang Nansun greeted Zhu Suosuo and left with her coat.

Half an hour later, Jiang Nansun appeared at Fuxing Road, at Chen Cheng's door.

Hearing the doorbell, Chen Cheng checked the monitor and went downstairs.

Opening the door, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "It's only been a day, and you're already missing me?"

Jiang Nansun's eyes widened, and a visible flush rose on her pale face. She pursed her lips, "Can you not be so flirtatious and tease me today?"

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Chen Cheng nodded, "Come in."

Leading her inside to sit on the sofa, Chen Cheng poured her a glass of hot water.

"Thank you~" Jiang Nansun took the cup, forcing a smile.

Chen Cheng shrugged, "Have you figured out how big the hole in your family's finances is?"

Jiang Nansun took a sip of water, finally feeling a bit warmer.

Along the way, Jiang Nansun felt not only the cold weather but also a cold heart.

Too many things had happened in the past two days: her boyfriend cheating, her having a relationship with Chen Cheng, and the family's debt crisis erupting.

Her mind was a mess, she felt helpless, so helpless that she was shivering all over.

Fortunately, fortunately, when she felt dazed and confused, she had grabbed onto a lifeline.

This lifeline was Chen Cheng, which immediately gave her some confidence.

Otherwise, she really didn't know how she would hold on in this situation.

But with Chen Cheng, it was completely different.

At worst, she would just beg him; he would help her, right?

Would... he?

Actually, Jiang Nansun wasn't very confident; that hole in her family's finances...

Hahaha...

Knowing Chen Cheng's merchant nature, he might not really be willing to help.

Jiang Nansun nodded gently, "Selling the stocks that haven't been liquidated yet, and then paying back another ten million plus to the bank, is the only way to redeem the house."

Jiang Nansun's voice choked up, "Maybe more."

Chen Cheng stood in front of the coffee table, looking at her, frowning, "The off-balance-sheet debts, didn't you ask about them?"

"I asked about some, over three million, but I feel there is more; he's hiding it."

"I was worried about what you said—that his lifeline might snap—so I didn't dare to push too hard. I only pulled his credit report and organized his bank debts."

As she spoke, Jiang Nansun couldn't handle the pressure and started to cry.

These tens of millions in debt were like Mount Tai pressing down on her, someone who had never dealt with so much money before.

"Sigh~" Chen Cheng sighed and smiled speechlessly.

At a time like this, Jiang Pengfei was still hiding his non-bank debts.

He walked over, sat next to Jiang Nansun, and reached out to pull her into his arms.

Feeling Chen Cheng's broad, strong embrace, Jiang Nansun completely broke down and started sobbing.

To be honest, seeing her crying like a pear blossom in the rain, Scum Cheng felt a bit of heartache.

He raised an eyebrow, a smile curling on his lips, and said, "So, you came to me because you want me to take responsibility for you?"

"No~ that's not what I mean."

Jiang Nansun said with a tearful voice, softly, "I just... I just wanted to ask if you could lend me some money."

"I'm really scared now that when those hidden debts of his fully explode, he won't be able to handle the pressure and will run off to commit suicide."

"I really can't keep an eye on him by myself."

Chen Cheng's lips curled up; this caring daughter was still warm.

It's a pity Jiang Pengfei didn't appreciate it, and his Dao heart was about to shatter completely.

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"Two... twenty million?" Jiang Nansun said, feeling very guilty, "Is... is that okay?"