After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy - Chapter 203
Chapter 203: Borrowing Money
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Every time An Xinzhi saw An Bei, he wanted to sigh, but he had no choice but to help.
“Let’s sit down and talk,” Jiang Xia said.
As soon as she spoke, An Nuo found a spot, and An Xinzhi found a soft pillow to cushion Jiang Xia’s waist.
It was obvious from his actions that An Xinzhi doted on his wife.
“Sit, sit, sit,” An Bei agreed with a smile.
The six of them sat on both sides of the sofa in the living room and the atmosphere was indescribably strange.
When An Nuo saw that her mother had arrived, she immediately felt much more at ease. She obediently stayed at the side and didn’t speak.
Jiang Xia just sat there eating the orange An Xinzhi had peeled for her and admired her new manicure.
In the end, An Bei couldn’t hold it in anymore and spoke.
“Brother, I’ve been a little tight on money recently.” An Bei blushed and avoided eye contact as he spoke.
If it were any other time, he wouldn’t have spoken so haltingly. However, with Jiang Xia present, An Bei felt much more pressured.
In the past, every time they failed to ask for money, it was because Jiang Xia had convinced An Xinzhi not to open his wallet. As a result, An Bel’s family had a headache over Jiang Xia.
“Tight?” An Xinzhi frowned.
An Bei braced himself and continued. “Yes, I lost money from doing business previously…”
“Ahem. They’re waiting at my door now asking for money, but I really don’t have it, and so I don’t dare to go home,” An Bei said honestly.
He had always been an honest person. The only bad thing about him was that he liked to gamble. Therefore, every time An Xinzhi gave him a stack of money, he would lose everything in a few days.
His so-called “business” was to bribe a gambling buddy, but he still lost all the money in his hands. That was why An Nuo and An Jia didn’t get along in the dormitory.
At that time, An Xinzhi only decided to give them the money after much deliberation. In the end, their business failed and the money went down the drain.
His wife, Wen Xueyi, glared at him and quickly spoke.
“We really have a home that we can’t go back to. It’s fine if the two of us have to suffer, but the key is that Jiajia is still in university…” She sighed and sounded like she was about to cry.
Wen Xueyi sounded much more pitiful than An Bei.
An Jia pursed her lips and sat in her seat without saying anything. Her expression was also troubled.
When An Xinzhi heard her say this, his heart gradually softened a little. He was also a father. As a parent, he could understand their feelings. Seeing Wen Xueyi like this, he also felt uncomfortable.
“Since you don’t want your child to suffer, you can let Jiajia stay at our house,” Jiang Xia said. “Parents can suffer anything for their child. 1 understand that. Why don’t I get someone to help you find a job?
Hard work always pays off. As long as you work hard, you’ll be able to repay the money you owe sooner or later,” she said very understandingly.
Jiang Xia’s gaze fell on Wen Xueyi and An Bei, waiting for their reply.
However, her words had already cleverly blocked what Wen Xueyi might say.
Wen Xueyi originally wanted to act pitiful to arouse An Xinzhi’s sympathy so that she could successfully get the money. However, she was interrupted by Jiang Xia and couldn’t continue.
“That’s also a solution. Then 1—” An Xinzhi was naturally the first to support it.
He would always support Jiang Xia, but before he could finish speaking, Wen Xueyi interrupted him with a forced smile.
“With our abilities, it’ll be too difficult to repay this debt. We just want to borrow some money from Xinzhi to tide over this situation.” Wen Xueyi forced a smile.
In the face of Jiang Xia’s solution, Wen Xueyi’s action of changing the topic seemed a little too greedy.
However, their family was used to living a luxurious life. They usually ate well and squandered money wantonly. Naturally, they rejected the method of laboring for money.
“This…” An Xinzhi had also expected her to say this.
It was obvious that he was hesitating. He did want to lend out this money. An Xinzhi looked at Jiang Xia’s half-smile and didn’t dare to voice out anything in the end.
Jiang Xia had counseled him a few times about An Bel’s family. Although they didn’t quarrel, An Xinzhi knew that his way wouldn’t help to eradicate the problem completely.
“Big Brother, if 1 had any other choice, I wouldn’t have come to you for such a thing.” An Bei also became melancholic.
The way he addressed An Xinzhi as Big Brother could be said to be very affectionate as it instantly struck An Xinzhi’s heart.
“Uncle,” An Jia also said, “1-1 don’t want to drop out of school.”
She said weakly, her tone filled with reluctance.
Their family had almost no money left, which meant that An Jia’s tuition fees for the next semester had not been settled yet. An Jia usually received a lot of praise in front of her other relatives because of her admission into Hui University. At this moment, asking her to give up her studies at Hui University and her identity as a student of Hui University was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.
“Jiajia…” Wen Xueyi pulled An Jia into her arms, tears streaming down her face.
She cried just like that. An Nuo, who was watching from the side, admired her. At least, her acting skills had not reached this level yet.
The family of three looked extremely distressed, and An Xinzhi felt terrible when he saw this.
He couldn’t stand such a scene.
“Then you guys came at the wrong time,” Jiang Xia said leisurely. “Xinzhi just invested in a project recently. If we talk about the lack of money, we’re even more lacking than you guys now.”
She stuffed the last piece of orange into her mouth and finished the rest of her sentence.
“Don’t be fooled by the facade that we appear to be living so well now. We’ve staked all our assets on this project. If it fails, we’ll have to mortgage this house. In fact we’re still in debt.” An Bei and the others instantly had an image in their minds after Jiang Xia spoke.
“If I remember correctly, An Bei, don’t you still have two houses?” She looked at him, making An Bei’s neck turn cold. “Xinzhi is in need of money now. Why don’t you sell those two houses and lend some cash to us for a while?
Xinzhi has helped you a lot in the past and this time, it’s your turn to help. I’m sure you won’t stand by and do nothing, right?” She looked at An Bei with hope in her eyes.
What a familiar scene.
An Nuo read the room, and she heard her mother continue.
“You two are biological brothers, An Bei.” After saying this, she frowned at An Bei and waited for his reply.
An Nuo also pursed her lips. Her mother learnt from the other party and directly used their technique.
Wen Xueyi didn’t want to believe her words, but Jiang Xia’s tone and attitude were so sincere that no one could doubt her. Her hand that was holding An Jia stiffened for a moment, and she almost couldn’t maintain the sad expression on her face.
“Don’t, don’t joke around,” Wen Xueyi stuttered. “Xinzhi is so rich, how could he lack money?”
In their understanding, An Xinzhi had so much money that he wouldn’t be able to spend it all in his entire life. In fact, he should be earning more and more these days.
Even if Wen Xueyi didn’t understand business, she could imagine what the An family was like after hearing Jiang Xia’s words. Hence, she wanted to retreat.
An Bei was also speechless. He panicked and forgot his original purpose of coming here.
“Big Brother, you…” An Bei wanted to say something.
He was right about one thing. They were biological brothers, so An Bei had the same soft-heartedness.
Seeing that something was amiss, Wen Xueyi tugged at An Bei fiercely, stopping him from speaking before the frown on her face relaxed a little.
“Then, we won’t disturb you anymore.” She forcefully pulled An Bei away and bidded farewell.
As husband and wife, Wen Xueyi could tell that An Bei couldn’t bear to not help, but how could she let him get involved in this mess?
If the An family really were to become bankrupt, they might get implicated..
