13 Chapter 13 Debt Repayment_1

The debt amount was a number that Mo Xiaoqi didn't even dare to imagine.

But Wen Mian didn't even blink her eyes, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

"Are you out of your mind?"

The room suddenly fell silent.

Wen Mian pulled out a wet wipe to clean her hands, only to be interrupted by Mo Xiaoqi halfway through.

She glanced sideways, glaring fiercely at Wen Mian.

"Are you... a bit impulsive? Can you afford this amount?"

"As long as I can sever ties with the Pei Family, no matter how much it costs, I'm willing to pay."

This time, Wen Mian hardly hesitated.

The woman's expression was resolute as she stared intently at Mo Xiaoqi's murky yet pitch-black pupils.

Despite the warm and dry air in the room, Mo Xiaoqi always felt a chill breeze suddenly sweep across her back.

And Wen Mian's voice rang just beside Mo Xiaoqi's ear, each word deliberate.

"I will never set foot in that Pei Family again! Nor do I want to have anything to do with them!!"

Wen Mian was fed up with this life shrouded in darkness.

It was just some compensation after all, compared to continuing to linger in the Pei Family on borrowed time, it was far too much better!

That night.

Wen Mian had been suffering from nerve exhaustion for a long time, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night.

But this time, because she resolved the issues with the Pei Family smoothly, she slept unprecedentedly soundly.

She woke up at dawn, her complexion rosy and surprisingly good.

And today was also the day Wen Mian was supposed to report to the tutoring agency.

After washing up and eating, Mo Yuyan's crisp, petulant voice came from downstairs.

"We're going to be late, what should we do?"

As her voice fell, Wen Mian descended the stairs at just the right moment.

"Perfect, I'll go with you. I'll take you there."

Mo Yuyan was quite clever.

Although spoiled at home to the point of being unmanageable, she was cute and agreeable, not at all annoying.

Seeing Wen Mian generously offering a ride, Mo Yuyan immediately stood at attention and greeted her.

On the way, both were in light spirits, and before long, they arrived at the school.

Wen Mian also took the opportunity to report to the agency.

As soon as she entered, a blast of cold air hit her in the face.

Wen Mian couldn't help but shiver, her long lashes fluttering for a moment.

"Hello, I'm here to report today."

She presented the reporting documents with both hands.

Hope filled Wen Mian's almond eyes.

But the receptionist looked and looked again, her eyes carrying a hint of suspicion, eventually fixing an odd look on Wen Mian's face.

"You? Wen Mian? Reporting today?"

Without a second thought, Wen Mian nodded.

Before she could inquire again, the receptionist pushed the documents back to her.

Wen Mian didn't understand why.

"Sorry, someone has already taken your position. You are too late."

Taken over?

In her many years of working, Wen Mian had never heard of such an absurd thing.

Probably the only person who could pull off such a stunt was Pei Zhiyao.

He found Wen Mian unpleasant to the eye and was probably up to some shameless antics and petty manoeuvres.

"Sorry, please leave."

As Wen Mian was still bewildered, the receptionist continued to urge her.

Behind Wen Mian, there were others holding their documents waiting to be admitted.

This made Wen Mian's heart tighten, and she had no choice but to make space and went to a corner to contact Pei Zhiyao with harsh questions.

The phone rang for just a second before he picked up immediately.

Before he could say "What is it," Wen Mian already accused:

"Pei Zhiyao, have you lost your mind? Are you sick or something?"

The sudden outburst of scolding left Pei Zhiyao puzzled.

The man's eyes widened, and an obvious shadow of gloom appeared on his usually impassive face.

During the meeting, many shareholders cast their intense gazes his way.