Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

Jiang Yuange stopped in front of the sea of ​​flowers and asked thoughtfully,

"Brother, you are renting a shop now, and you need to renovate it and purchase goods. This will cost a lot of money."

When Jiang Xinghui on the other end of the phone heard this, he subconsciously glanced at his wife who was holding the phone tightly against her chest and listening carefully to the call with her ear tilted.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said, "Well... yes, but don't worry, I have taken care of it."

In fact, he originally wanted to tell his sister the good news during this phone call.

After all, this was his first time opening a store and although the prospects were good, there were also many uncertainties. He therefore did not want to make his sister who was far away worry about him.

But looking at his wife who kept winking at him, Jiang Xinghui was speechless for a moment, as if his throat was blocked. Faced with his sister's caring words, he was suddenly so ashamed that he couldn't utter a word.

He knew he had just lied to his sister, but he didn't want to make her worry.

Although his wife kept asking him to borrow some money from his sister first, Jiang Xinghui really couldn't open his mouth to do so. He hadn't paid back the 100,000 yuan he borrowed some time ago, so how could he borrow more?

Jiang Yuange was confused after not hearing her brother's voice for a long time. She quickly looked down at the screen of her mobile phone, which showed that the call was still ongoing, which meant that the signal was not bad.

Did something happen to my brother?

Jiang Yuange couldn't help but worry, and she hurriedly shouted to the other end of the phone: "Brother!"

However, there was still silence on the other end of the phone. Jiang Yuange's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he asked nervously: "Brother, what happened?"

Jiang Xinghui finally came to his senses after hearing his sister's anxious question. He pretended to be calm and replied casually, "It's okay, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yuange felt even more uneasy when he heard his brother's pretended relaxed tone.

She pressed, "Really? I called you several times just now, but you didn't respond."

Jiang Xinghui scratched his head and explained awkwardly: "Maybe the signal on my end is not very good, so I didn't hear it."

Jiang Yuange frowned and asked doubtfully: "Is it really just a signal problem?"

Jiang Xinghui nodded quickly and said with a smile: "Of course, what else could it be?"

Jiang Yuange nodded doubtfully and said, "Okay, if there is anything, you must tell me. We are a family."

Jiang Xinghui agreed: "Well, don't worry, everything is fine at home, take care of yourself outside, I'm at home."

Seeing that the call was hung up without mentioning the loan, Li Sufang yelled at Jiang Xinghui angrily,

"Why didn't you tell her about borrowing money?"

Jiang Xinghui frowned, "Why do you have to ask the girl for money? I have already asked around, we can apply for a small loan from the bank."

As a man and the eldest son in the family, he raised his younger sister with him since she was young. He didn't want to suck her blood. It must not be easy for a girl to work hard outside.

What's more, he can now live in a villa, drive a car, and own a profitable store, which was something he never dared to dream of before, but now he has them all, and it was all given by his sister.

His sister has given enough to this family, and he doesn't want to suck her blood anymore.

"You think the bank's money is given to you for free, without interest."

Li Sufang was so anxious that she stamped her feet and complained:

"Oh, why are you so stubborn?

That's your sister. She's famous now and has money. Why should we go to the bank for a loan and pay the bank interest for nothing?"

Li Sufang widened her eyes in anger and said angrily: "Your sister is not an outsider, she will definitely help us.

Besides, we are not taking her money for nothing, we are just borrowing it and will return it to her as soon as we make money."

Jiang Xinghui was not good at talking and couldn't win the argument with his wife, but he couldn't bring himself to ask his sister for money. Faced with his wife who kept talking, he could only avoid her and walk out to get some peace and quiet.

Li Sufang looked at her husband who slammed the door and walked out without saying a word. She was so angry that she grabbed a teacup and threw it at the closed door, yelling in frustration.

"Jiang Xinghui."