Chapter 1116: Chapter 1098: Just Borrowing, Must Return Chapter 1116: Chapter 1098: Just Borrowing, Must Return “How much do you need to borrow?” Tang Yuxin leaned back, and the cold voice that spilled from her red lips made Sang Zhilan feel a wave of discomfort, as well as an overwhelming sense of shame.

“BorrowaEUR| borrowaEUR| four hundred thousand.”
Her face turned red as she spoke, fully aware of their financial plight, but with no other option.

Wei Tian still needed two more surgeries, and they were also in debt.

Those people were demanding money, and it seemed they wouldn’t be able to pay back for a long time.

Therefore, they had to borrow; otherwise, with the high interest, she and Wei Tian couldn’t afford it.

“Four hundred thousand.”
Tang Yuxin suddenly laughed.

“Why don’t you ask Wei Jiani for the money?

That’s her biological father, yet you come to me, a daughter abandoned by you, asking for money.

Don’t you find that laughable?”
She said it was laughable, but the smile on her face slowly faded.

Wei Jiani wanted to marry into the Zhang Family in her past life, didn’t she?

Now that she had, how did she feel about it?

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The Zhang Family were not human; their thought processes were different from normal people.

Living with them, Wei Jiani would either go crazy or get brainwashed.

And trying to get even a cent from the Zhang Family was like peeling off skin or cutting flesh.

How come she had no savings of her own, or if she did, she wasn’t willing to use it to save her own father?

It must be said that the current Tang Yuxin really knew the truth because Wei Jiaji simply didn’t want to save Wei Tian.

Otherwise, why would Sang Zhilan shamelessly come to others for help, especially to the extent of approaching Tang Yuxin?

“I can lend you the money,” said Tang Yuxin indifferently about whether to lend or not.

She didn’t care about the four hundred thousand.

To others, it might be a lifetime they could never earn back, but she wasn’t lacking.

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In her life, money seemed to have no meaning, largely because she never lacked funds, having a husband who took care of everything.

And she could lend Sang Zhilan the four hundred thousand.

Sang Zhilan’s heart suddenly tightened, “Are you really going to lend it to me?”
“Yes,” Tang Yuxin continued writing something above, “I can lend it to you, but…”
That “but” twisted the heart in Sang Zhilan’s throat, making it knot.

But what, indeed but what; were there any conditions?

As long as she could lend her the money, Sang Zhilan would be willing to work as a servant for her.

But she was wrong; Tang Yuxin wouldn’t make anyone become a servant, especially Sang Zhilan.

Keeping her close would either drive Tang Zhinian mad or lead Ren Li to grab a kitchen knife.

She wasn’t that foolish.

Of course, she wasn’t lending the money for free; she never intended to throw her money away.

Supporting one’s parents is a child’s duty, but the law doesn’t dictate that she should support someone else’s father, especially when that someone is neither foolish nor dead.

She would lend the four hundred thousand, but it was just a loan.

“Sign this.”
Tang Yuxin placed a piece of paper on her desk, and Sang Zhilan stood up, trembling as she walked over.

She carefully picked up the note from the desk, which turned out to be an IOU.

“Four hundred thousand, I’ll lend you, with thirty thousand to be repaid every year plus ten thousand in interest,” Tang Yuxin clasped her hands together then set them on the desk, “to be paid off in no more than fifteen years.”
Sang Zhilan’s hands shook.

There was interest involved, and such high interest at that?

To repay thirty thousand of the principal plus ten thousand in interest each year was like taking away more than half of her and Wei Tian’s income.