In the spring of the next year, when the weather turned warm.
Xia Jili held Xia Ke's hand as she got off the public bus. He watched his daughter walk into school with eyes filled with warmth and a smile. At that moment, his cell phone rang.
"Hello? Hi, I'm Xia Jili," said Xia Jili.
"Boss Xia? I'm Old Xu! Our company's project is done. The funds have returned. I can return you the money I owe you. Sniff, yes, there's also interest. Everything will be paid together. Hehe!" On the other end of the call, a fatty with bruises all over his face was speaking as he wiped his snot. And sitting across from him was a young man. If Fangzheng were present, he would definitely recognize the young man to be the domineering scion, Jing Yulong!
"Ah?" Xia Jili was taken aback. This tightwad that had owed him money for five years was returning him his money? He felt like he was dreaming!
