Lin Fan saw from afar that after Li Guifang punched Wang Fu a few times, Wang Fu went into the house.
A few minutes later, Wang Fu came out dejectedly.
He handed the IOU he was holding to Lin Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, here's the IOU for you."
Lin Fan took the IOU, and as he slowly tore it to shreds, he asked, "My sister-in-law promised to marry you to treat my illness, then she went back on her word. It was our family's fault. Now I'm giving you one hundred thousand yuan for free. Is that fair or not?"
"Fair," Wang Fu nodded repeatedly, unable to utter a single word of refutation.
"Alright then, remember this: don't let me see you in front of my sister-in-law again, or I'll kill you!"
Lin Fan's face was cold, and killing intent flickered in his eyes. He turned and left.
As he walked near Wang Fu's house, Lin Fan secretly vowed, "I will definitely build a house even better than this!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Fan heard a shout, "Xiao Fan!"
Lin Fan looked up and saw Song Yue standing at the entrance of a brick and tile house, soothing the baby in her arms.
"Your home is here."
Lin Fan walked over and smiled friendly.
"What are you doing in our village?"
Song Yue also smiled friendly, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet," Lin Fan scratched his head. "Isn't it a bit early to eat now?"
"It's not early. Come to my house and eat something."
Song Yue's face bloomed with a charming expression, and she got up to invite Lin Fan inside.
Lin Fan seemed to realize something, and his heart began to race.
"Come on, come on..."
Song Yue beckoned, urging him on.
"Where's your man?"
Lin Fan, having just caught someone in the act, didn't want to be caught himself.
"My man is long dead. Xiao Fan, are you coming in?"
Song Yue's expression returned to normal, and her tone also became very normal.
Seeing Lin Fan still standing there, Song Yue grabbed his arm and pulled him directly into the yard.
"What are you standing there for? Can't you go in by yourself?"
Song Yue peeked to both sides, then closed the main door.
Lin Fan heard the door close and then came back to his senses.
He touched his stomach, feeling truly hungry, and went into the house.
"Your man is really gone?"
Lin Fan was somewhat disbelieving.
Song Yue was only in her early twenties. Even if she married someone older, he would be around thirty-five at most. How could he be gone so suddenly?
"He was foolish, and had congenital heart disease. His father also..."
Song Yue sighed softly and said, "Let's not talk about this. Xiao Fan, let's find something interesting to chat about."
"Oh."
Lin Fan nodded gently and was about to ask another question when he heard a noisy commotion outside: "Is anyone home?"
"Song Yue, come out quickly!"
"We're here to collect a debt!"
"If you don't come out, we'll smash the door!"
Hearing this, Lin Fan frowned, turned to Song Yue, and asked, "Yueyue Jie, did you owe them money?"
Song Yue's face turned pale, and her voice trembled, "Don't go out, let's just hide."
The people outside kept shouting: "Stop pretending to be dead. Your man is dead, but you're not. When are you going to pay back the money you owe me?"
"Even if you have to sell yourself, you have to pay me back!"
This vulgar curse directly enraged Lin Fan: "Damn it, is it necessary? How much do you owe them?"
Song Yue glanced at Lin Fan and replied, "It's none of your business. They'll leave after shouting for a while."
As soon as she finished speaking, the baby in the swaddling clothes seemed to be frightened and suddenly started crying loudly.
The people outside heard the baby crying inside and immediately shouted, "She's at home!"
"Not coming out, huh?"
"Brothers, smash the door!"
Lin Fan's expression was indifferent. He said to Song Yue, "You stay in the house. I'll go deal with them."
With that, Lin Fan pushed open the door and walked out.
"Don't..."
Song Yue shouted and also followed out of the house.
Lin Fan walked to the main door, pulled the bolt, and saw several burly men who had retreated five or six meters away, preparing to kick the door down.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Fan pointed his index finger at them one by one.
"Huh? How come it's a man?"
The bearded man at the head was stunned. It was only when he saw Song Yue following behind that he confirmed he had found the right place.
"So it's her lover. I was wondering why the door was closed in broad daylight. So you were doing something important inside!"
"Hahaha..."
The several burly men laughed lewdly.
Lin Fan's eyebrows twitched, and he said coldly, "What are you doing, trying to trespass?"
The bearded man stopped laughing and snorted, "Debts must be repaid, it's only natural!"
"Song Yue's man owed us hundreds of thousands. He died of his illness, and his father disowned him. We're not going to ask his wife, who else are we going to ask?"
Song Yue was enraged upon hearing this, "Who owes you hundreds of thousands?"
"You've already taken all the valuable things in my house. What else do you want?"
The bearded man gave a sinister smile, "Those things were valuable, but still not enough..."
Song Yue was so angry that she started crying.
The child in her arms also started crying loudly.
For a moment, adults and children cried together, making Lin Fan feel very uncomfortable.
Lin Fan took a few steps forward, looked at the bearded man, and asked, "How much does she owe you?"
The bearded man glanced at Song Yue, then at Lin Fan, and replied, "Without interest, it's still twenty-eight thousand."
"I won't ask for the interest, after all, her man borrowed the money for medical treatment, not for anything else improper."
Lin Fan took a breath and said, "I'll pay it for her."
Although it pained him a little, Song Yue was his junior high classmate, so there was no reason not to help.
"What?"
The bearded man was greatly surprised.
In this poor and remote area, twenty-eight thousand yuan was not a small sum.
Besides, this kid was so young, and his clothes were plain. He didn't look like a rich person.
"What what what, twenty-eight thousand, right?"
Lin Fan's pocket was bulging. This was the thirty thousand yuan that Xia Xue had asked him to return to Su Yurou.
Originally, he had planned to use this money to wander around town, buy a mobile phone for his sister-in-law, and some clothes, then go home and tell his sister-in-law that when he was returning money to the big boss, he won ten thousand yuan in scratch-off tickets!
But now, all these plans were gone.
Seeing the red banknotes, the bearded man's eyes widened, "You really have money?"
Lin Fan pulled out two thousand from inside and handed the rest of the money to him, "Count it yourself. Twenty-eight thousand, not a cent more, not a cent less. Give me the IOU."
The bearded man checked the money, casually pulled out a few bills, looked at them under the sun, then took out an IOU from his pocket and handed it to Lin Fan, "I already gave her the previous IOU. This is the IOU I wrote myself. It includes the bill for selling her family's things. Without interest, it's exactly twenty-eight thousand. See if it's correct."
Lin Fan took the IOU, didn't even look at it, and directly tore it to shreds.
"Brothers, let's go. I'll take you to eat dog meat."
After the bearded man finished speaking, he led the burly men away.