The willow flowers were dark and Ming Wen Cai was a little stunned. He watched him step forward and open the door. Then, several men with fierce eyes appeared in the door frame. Wen Cai couldn't help but squeeze his palms tightly.

Song Xiyuan stepped out of the door and then reached out to close the door. Wen Cai could no longer see the situation outside.

She was a little anxious and scared, and hurriedly ran over, but heard no violent noise outside, and quietly saw through the remaining gap. She saw that the originally ferocious men outside suddenly became a little respectful. Song Xiyuan, who was standing in front of them, did not do anything and said lightly: "Will you leave?"

Within a few seconds, the men disappeared.

When Song Xiyuan turned around and came in, Wen Cai almost couldn't breathe, as if he still couldn't believe it: "How did you send them away?"

Song Xiyuan glanced at her indifferently and said, "I'll give them whatever they want."

Wen Cai's face turned pale again, but after a moment, he gradually turned red, cramped and guilty: "You mean, did you pay back the 100,000 yuan for me?"

In this way, wouldn’t she owe him 200,000?

Song Xiyuan seemed to see through her thoughts, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Don't forget that you have paid back the 100,000 yuan from last night. You only owe me 100,000 yuan."

Speaking of last night, Wen Cai couldn't help but blush even more, but when she thought of him paying 100,000 yuan for him and being able to continue living in this world, her heart was really ups and downs.

But after all, I still owe him 100,000 yuan. How should I pay it back?

No, it's like last night...

Just as she thought about this, Wen Cai couldn't help but die of shame - God, what was she thinking!

Song Xiyuanyang sat down on the sofa and looked at her with a smile: "How much is your monthly salary?"

"Two thousand eight." Wen Cai's voice was as low as a mosquito, and he said truthfully.

Song Xiyuan crossed his hands and said in a flowing water: "Two thousand eight, deducting rent and deducting monthly living requirements, you can have about one thousand yuan left. In this way, you will have to spend about nine years to repay my 100,000 yuan."

Nine years? Wen Cai couldn't help but want to take a breath of cold air, but he still held it back.

One hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount, but with her current ability, it is indeed difficult to pay off.

"If you don't mind that it takes too long, I will pay you back slowly. In fact, I can save a little more frugality and save 1,000 yuan a month." She lowered her head and quietly calculated.

"What if I say I mind?" Song Xiyuan leaned lightly against the back of the sofa, still smiling, looking at her tentatively.

Wen Cai lowered his head and couldn't see his expression at all. He could only continue to express his plans: "In this way, I can do a few more part-time jobs. This should be an extra income of about 2,000 yuan a month, which can shorten the debt repayment time, although it is still a long time..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Xiyuan had already spoken again: "My villa in Jingliwan needs an hourly worker, cleaning every one, three or five, and it costs 300 yuan per hour. But I am an employer who is not easy to serve. Do you do it?"
Chapter completed!