My Sister Is a Rich Woman

"Alas, the good days are over!"

Lying at the head of the bed, Wu Xing let out a long sigh, with melancholy in his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, a good-looking young woman appeared at the door.

"Why are you still lying there? Aren't you going to graduate?"

The woman said in a cold and disgusted tone.

"I'm up now."

Wu Xing looked at the ceiling and replied dully.

"You always dawdle. I really don't know what to expect from you!"

The woman turned around and left, still cursing.

For a long time after.

Wu Xing sat up and stared blankly at the open door, recalling the past.

The woman's name was Zhang Mohan, and she was brought back by Wu Xing's grandfather. At that time, Wu Xing was only five or six years old.

After thinking for a while, grandpa took Zhang Mohan as the adopted daughter-in-law of Wu Xing.

Since childhood, the two of them had been sleeping in the same bed.

Wu Xing liked to sleep with her in his arms. At that time, Zhang Mohan didn't resist but obeyed him instead.

Until a few days ago, Wu Xing's grandfather died of illness, and Zhang Mohan's temperament had changed greatly.

Hugging and sleeping?

Since then, it had become a pipe dream. It was her biggest concession to allow Wu Xing to sleep on one bed but with a separate quilt.

And even this became an empty talk today.

After washing up, Wu Xing sat at the table.

Looking at the porridge in his bowl and the hearty breakfast in front of Zhang Mohan, Wu Xing sighed and lowered his head to eat the porridge.

"Are you still sighing? It's enough for me to cook for you. Don't be unsatisfied!"

Hearing the sigh, Zhang Mohan frowned.

"You are my wife. What's wrong with making breakfast for me?"

Wu Xing put down the spoon and looked up at Zhang Mohan.

Hearing the word "wife", Zhang Mohan slammed her chopsticks on the table.

"Who said I'm your wife? It's all your grandfather's decision. It's none of my business!"

"I warn you, if you still want to live here, don't mention this word again!"

"You are daydreaming. Don't rely on me if you can!"

Then Zhang Mohan packed up the rest of breakfast and threw it directly into the trash can.

"Zhang Mohan, can you give me 500? I have no money now."

Seeing that Zhang Mohan was about to leave, Wu Xing said with his fists clenched.

The day before yesterday, he smashed his classmate's mobile phone screen and went to repair it, only to find that it needed five hundred dollars. In the end, his classmate paid for it himself.

And the agreed time to pay back was today.

But now, he didn't have five, let alone five hundred.

"You don't have many classes this week. Don't you know how to make money with a part-time job? You are such a loser!"

Zhang Mohan scolded, took out two hundred from her bag, and threw them on the ground. "I don't have five hundred. Here is two hundred, take it or leave it."

After saying that, Zhang Mohan ignored Wu Xing and went downstairs.

Looking at the two hundred yuan on the ground, Wu Xing clenched his fists so hard that even the color drained from his hands.

But when he thought of the money he owed others, he loosened his fists again and lowered his shoulders feebly. He picked up the money and put it into his pocket.

After eating the porridge, Wu Xing went to school with his books.

In a trance, he remembered last year, when his grandfather was still alive, Zhang Mohan drove him to school every day.

But now, he was even reluctant to take a bus, so he could only walk to the school.

After entering the school gate and coming to the teaching building, Wu Xing met his classmate Lin Nannan.

"No way! What a coincidence!"

Wu Xing stopped and muttered to himself.

The broken phone was Lin Nannan's. Now that she ran into him, he didn't have enough money to pay off his debt.

If it was later, he might be able to get some money.

"Lin Nannan? I remember that you asked for leave in the class group, didn't you?"

Wu Xing waved his hand and greeted him with a smile.

As the saying goes, "never slap a smiling man." Wu Xing only hoped that Lin Nannan could give him some time.

"Why can't I come to school after asking for leave?"

Lin Nannan snorted and crossed her arms over his chest.

Wu Xing's mouth froze and he quickly denied, "How is that possible?"

"Pay the money back!"

Lin Nannan ignored him and reached out her right hand to Wu Xing.

"What?"

Wu Xing was slightly stunned. He scratched his head and said, "Well, can I pay back later? The money is not enough, just give me some time."

"Not enough?"

Hearing this, Lin Nannan was unhappy. "I have given you a day off. Do you want to deny it?"

"No, no, no."

Wu Xing quickly took out the two hundred yuan that he had from his pocket and explained, "I'm really pooling money. Please give me more time. I..."

"Enough!"

Lin Nannan grabbed the money from Wu Xing's hand, confirmed it was true, and put it directly into her pocket. "I don't care how you collect money. Anyway, I remind you that today is the last day!"

"By midnight, you have paid off. If you still can do this, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, Lin Nannan turned around and left.

"Got it. I'll make it up for you today!"

Looking at the receding figure, Wu Xing hurriedly made a promise.

Until the figure disappeared, Wu Xing's face suddenly showed a burst of bitterness.

As a college student, Wu Xing didn't join any interest associations. His social relationships happened only in his school, in his classroom, and at home.

Except for Zhang Mohan, the only people he knew were his classmates.

They had just paid their class fees and it was at the end of the month, so it was impossible for him to borrow money from their classmates.

As for Zhang Mohan.

"If Grandpa is still alive, there will be no problem. Alas."

While he was thinking, Wu Xing came to the classroom.

Wu Xing found an empty seat at the end and sat down, still thinking.

"If you really can't, you have to beg her!"

Zhang Mohan's face appeared in Wu Xing's mind and he couldn't help clenching his teeth.

This was his only way to avoid being beaten tomorrow.

Zhang Mohan was six years older than him and had started to work. It was not a big deal for him to lend three hundred dollars from her.

While he was thinking, his phone buzzed in his pocket.

Wu Xing took out his phone, looked at the strange number on it, and answered the phone with his head down.

"Who is it?"

Wu Xing asked in a low voice.

"Are you Wu Xing?"

A gentle voice came from the other end of the line.

"Who's that?"

Wu Xing lowered his voice and asked patiently.

"It's really you! Brother, I'm your sister!"

The voice on the other end of the phone became a little trembling after getting a positive answer.

"Sister?"

Wu Xing tried to recall something about his sister.

He vaguely remembered that his grandfather did mention that he had a sister before.

However, after his parents died in a car accident, his grandfather was unable to raise her because of illness, so he had to send her out.

Because of this, he took a child back after he recovered.

On the one hand, grandpa intended to find an adopted daughter-in-law for Wu Xing, and on the other hand, he wanted to make up for the regret of sending Wu Xing's sister away in the past.

"Oh, I have class now. I have to hang up."

Wu Xing's mouth twitched, and he directly took the other party as a scam phone.

"Wait, I heard that grandpa passed away. I'm afraid you don't have money. I'll transfer six million to you later. You should eat and drink as you like. Don't be reluctant to use them. If it's not enough, call me again."

"I'll come back to see you after this period of time. I'm going to have a meeting. Bye."