Chapter 16

Yang Kang sighed softly in his heart. Indeed, they had come... No matter what, he still nodded.

Jiang Yan glanced at Wei Yan, who immediately understood and said, "Xiaokang, we didn't want to bring this up, after all, your father is dead. But now that you've made some money, shouldn't you repay the money your father borrowed from us earlier? Look, we're not rich either!"

Yang Kang's fingers trembled. His father borrowed money from them? To buy that painting, his father did borrow some money, but there were detailed records. Afterward, he sold the antique shop and some other items, repaying each one according to the list.

The only debt he knew of that wasn't repaid was the 50,000 yuan owed to Zhou Bomin. He couldn't pay it back, and he had nothing left to pawn. But Zhou Bomin was very kind and told him that the money wasn't urgent and he could repay it slowly when he earned more. Because of this, he was willing to endure living in Jiang Yan's basement, being treated like a servant, and enduring their humiliation without moving out.

Because he could save the money he earned bit by bit, and in two years, he could repay Zhou Bomin. If he moved out, the rent and utilities would leave him with almost no savings from his monthly salary. It would be hard to say when he could repay the debt.

"My father didn't borrow money from you!" Yang Kang looked up and said to Wei Yan.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Yan's voice rose sharply, shouting, "Your deadbeat father came to us for money to buy that painting. Out of family ties, we sold everything to lend him 750,000 yuan. Then he died.

You have no money, and I felt sorry for you, so I didn't say anything and even let you live here for free. Who knew you'd turn out to be such an ungrateful wolf? Are you saying I'm extorting you?

Let me tell you, your father died for nothing, he deserved it. Pah!"

"Don't insult my father!" Yang Kang was so angry that his whole body trembled. He knew his father would never borrow money from Jiang Yan. Even if Jiang Yan sold everything, he couldn't have raised enough to buy their family's Jade Treasure Shop.

"So what if I insult him?" Wei Yan stood up and shouted, "He deserved it. How could he raise such an ungrateful wolf to harm others? How could I have been so blind to have a relative like you?"

"Back when Jiang Yan was begging on the streets of Jinling, if it weren't for my father helping him, he would have starved to death long ago. Who's the ungrateful wolf here?" Yang Kang said bluntly.

Jiang Yan hated it when people mentioned his past of begging in Jinling, considering it a great humiliation. Hearing Yang Kang bring it up, he immediately raised his hand and slapped him hard across the face.

Yang Kang never expected Jiang Yan to hit him. His left cheek burned with pain, and he couldn't help but touch it.

"Brat, if you don't repay the money today, I'll hire some people to dig up Yang Chongxuan's grave tomorrow," Jiang Yan said through gritted teeth. "Do you think your father was so good?"

"Right!" Wei Yan also said, "Yang Kang, if you don't repay the money, I'll go out tomorrow and say that Yang Chongxuan, the deadbeat, owed money and died without repaying it, leaving an ungrateful wolf to harm others. Hmph!"

At this moment, Yang Kang became calm. He looked up at Wei Yan and Jiang Yan and said, "My father borrowed 750,000 yuan from you, right? No IOU?"

"Damn it, out of family ties, we didn't ask him to write an IOU. So what if there's no IOU? Does that mean we should forget he borrowed the money?" Jiang Yan glared at Yang Kang, his teeth gritted.

"Add the two years I've lived here, 50,000 yuan for rent, totaling 800,000 yuan, right?" Yang Kang looked at him and couldn't help but laugh. "Did I calculate it correctly?"

"Right, no mistake!" Wei Yan shouted.

"Great!" Yang Kang said, then turned and walked towards Jiang Xiaoyue's room.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiaoyue screeched.

"I'm borrowing your printer to print a repayment receipt, including the rent payment list. For 800,000 yuan, I need to use your computer and printer. You should know, without an IOU, if I don't repay, you have no chance in court," Yang Kang said coldly.

"So you're going to repay it?" Wei Yan demanded.

"Yes, I'll print the documents and transfer the money to you at the bank, okay?" Yang Kang looked at Wei Yan, a sarcastic smile on his lips. For 800,000 yuan, this family would do anything, twist the truth, make things up, and even threaten to dig up his family's grave?

His father really helped the wrong person. Thinking of this, Yang Kang shook his head and walked into Jiang Xiaoyue's room. He opened the computer document, printed the repayment receipt and the rent payment list, and then printed them out.

"Take a look, is this correct?" Yang Kang handed them the two printed documents.

Jiang Yan took them and looked. The repayment receipt was simple, stating that due to the 750,000 yuan borrowed by Yang Chongxuan two years ago, Yang Kang was now repaying it in full, clearing all debts. He examined it carefully and found no traps.

The other document was a simple rent payment receipt.

"Is there a problem?" Yang Kang asked.

"No!" Jiang Yan shook his head.

"Sign and put your fingerprint on it for me," Yang Kang said.

Jiang Yan took the pen, about to sign, but suddenly said, "No, you haven't given me the money yet."

"Good you, little brat, playing tricks on me?" Wei Yan was furious, jumping up and shouting obscenities.

"I'm not as despicable as you think," Yang Kang shook his head. "Since that's the case, when we get to the bank, I'll fill out the transfer form, and you sign it? After what you said, I have to be cautious. So, I can't wait until after the transfer to get your signature. This is my biggest concession. Otherwise, I'll leave now, and you won't get a cent."

Jiang Yan thought about it. At the bank, waiting for him to fill out the transfer form before signing wouldn't be a problem. He nodded in agreement.

"The bank opens at 2 PM. Call me when it's time, and I'll pack my things," Yang Kang said, then turned and walked towards the storage room.

After Yang Kang entered the storage room, Jiang Xiaoyue asked in a low voice, "Mom, will he really give us 800,000 yuan?"