Meng Jinhua now saw clearly that his imagined conspiracies and schemes were no longer feasible.
The consequences were not something he could bear.
And about writing an IOU... he was her uncle, so what if he owed her all the time?
Meng Chuyue narrowed her eyes, "I don't accept debts. Because there's no benefit.
If you always owe me that money and don't pay it back, what good is it to me if I sue you and you go to jail? I still can't get my money back and my reputation would suffer as well. I absolutely won't do such a foolish thing,"
Meng Jinhua, "But I... really have no money. So, I swear that I..."
Meng Chuyue cut him off, "I don't believe your oaths, however, I do have a way..."
She had been waiting for this moment.
Meng Jinhua said with a gleam of hope, "What way?"
"If you are willing to disown me as a relative, then consider this house as an advance payment for your parents' elder care," Meng Chuyue proposed.
