She had one drink too many, and paid for it with the rest of her life.
Everyone said Young Master Yun was a born businessman: shrewd, capable, and ruthless when it mattered.
Luo Feiqi quietly raised her hand. “Um... I still haven’t paid back the fifty thousand yuan I borrowed from you.”
Yun Qianmo gave her a seductive smile. “Actually, I wouldn’t mind being repaid another way...”
The woman’s eyes widened. “I mind!”
Yun Qianmo waved the little red marriage certificate in his hand, the corners of his mouth lifting. “Too bad... It’s too late.”
Wrapped in a bedsheet, Luo Feiqi was close to tears. If she’d known this day would come, she would never have become his creditor, even if it killed her.
Yun Qianmo: “Wife, I’ll spend my whole life paying you back.”
Luo Feiqi: “...” Could she refuse?
