Traveling through the heavens starting from the golden years

Jiang Nansun took out Zhang Anren's bank card from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Okay, dad, are you satisfied this time? This is the mortgage for Anren's house!" After saying it loudly, she couldn't help crying.

Dai Yin's body trembled, and then she continued to eat in silence.

Grandma Jiang was stunned for a moment, then glared at her son.

Jiang Pengfei's head almost dropped to the dining table.

The nanny looked at the family blankly, knowing that the family was in doom.

Grandma Jiang, the head of the family, didn't say anything, so the nanny had no choice but to take off her apron and leave the house.

In the room, the only sound was Jiang Nansun's cry: "Dad, you have successfully dragged our family into the abyss! Grandma, this is caused by your doting on him! Mom, this is caused by your indifference! And me!"

Jiang Pengfei's face turned red, and then he wiped away tears.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault." He said while crying, "I'm sorry for you."

After feeling a little calmer, Jiang Nansun looked at him: "Dad, who do you owe money to and how much do you owe in total?"

Looking at her, Jiang Pengfei, whose face was swollen and red, said quickly: "Not much, this is enough, enough."

"Okay! Please be more honest from now on!" After almost shouting, Jiang Nansun left the house crying.

After taking a taxi back to her residence in Sanlin in the outer ring road, she leaned into Zhang Anren's arms and cried heartily.

"Anren, I'm sorry." She said one after another and kissed him almost crazily.

Holding her tightly, Zhang Anren took a moment to ask: "How much money does Uncle Jiang have left?"

"He said the money was enough." Although Jiang Nansun resented his father, he still felt relieved.

"Hey," Zhang Anren couldn't help but sigh, "Nansun, didn't I say that I want you to receive the creditor in person?"

"Huh? You mean," Jiang Nansun's eyes widened.

Zhang Anren shook his head silently: "Perhaps, this matter cannot be solved so easily."

"Is this easy? I feel so bad for you!" Jiang Nansun hugged him and said.

It was hard to say anything more to this inexperienced girl. Zhang Anren knew that this matter would continue to develop.

Jiang Pengfei got the money, thought about it for a long time, and decided to invest it in the stock market again as a last-ditch effort.

The stock market's decline was not over yet, so he rushed in and added leverage again.

Within a few trading days, the money was only a few hundred thousand.

With blood dripping from his heart, he cleared the warehouse again and transferred the cash.

In the following days, he saw the stock market rebound rapidly.

Hiding in the toilet, he slapped himself hard several times.

With a dull look on his face, he strolled along the pedestrian path along the Huangpu River.

Looking into the turbid river water, he wanted to jump in. Thinking that the river water was too turbid and drowning would be unpleasant, he stopped the thought.

go home? How to face my old mother, how to face my wife, especially my daughter and future son-in-law?

Gritting his teeth and feeling frustrated, he simply started hiding from debts and stopped showing up in public.

His irresponsible disappearance not only made his family anxious, but also made all his creditors angry.

Creditors came to collect debts one after another at home, and Grandma Jiang, Dai Yin, and Zhu Suosuo who were left behind were all unbearable.

Zhu Suosuo moved out of here reluctantly and simply lived with Yang Ke.

Dai Yin would definitely not be able to solve such a large amount of foreign debt. Even if Grandma Jiang wanted to pay off her son's debt, she had no choice at this time because she really had no money.

After getting the news from his family, Jiang Nansun felt guilty. After telling Zhang Anren the truth, he said apologetically: "Anren, I'm sorry. I didn't listen to you. My dad, he took the money and disappeared."

Patting her on the back, Zhang Anren comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's okay. This is a process that your family will face again, and we all have to be patient."

The two of them returned to Jiang's house together, and saw Dai Yin struggling to make ends meet: "I still have two hundred thousand cash here, and you creditors will divide it among you first. For the rest, just wait until Jiang Pengfei comes back!"

The creditor has temporarily left, but the Jiang family's debt problem is fermenting rapidly.

Gradually, more creditors came to the door.

Grandma Jiang, the head of the family, is only confused when her son asks for money, but is very shrewd in other matters.

Slowly, she learned the truth about her son Jiang Pengfei's debt: first it was more than two million, then it rose to more than five million, to more than 10 million, to tens of millions!

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After learning this number, Grandma Jiang, her daughter-in-law Dai Yin, and her granddaughter Jiang Nansun sat limply in the living room, making no sound.

Jiang Pengfei looked like a thief rather than a returnee who had returned to his own home. He took advantage of the night to avoid the debtor and sneaked into the house.

Kneeling beside his mother, he burst into tears: "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

This was his sincere repentance, although it came too late.

"The creditors keep coming, and this family can no longer stay." Jiang Nansun said coldly, "Anren asked us to live with him."

"Where is he? Didn't he say that the house is very small?" Grandma Jiang said doubtfully.

With a wry smile, Jiang Nansun looked at her and said, "Grandma, this place is quite big, but it won't be ours soon."

Grandma Jiang looked at her and then at her son who was kneeling at her feet.

Patting his shoulder, she reluctantly persuaded him: "It's okay, it's okay. It's good to live with Anren, it's good."

After packing their simple luggage, they took a taxi to Sanlin, the outer ring road, where Zhang Anren lived.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Jiang Pengfei was ashamed.

It was here that not long ago, he arrogantly despised Zhang Anren: It was too remote!

What now? Not only did he move here in shame, but he also squandered the mortgage loan on this house.

Grandma Jiang, Jiang Nansun and Dai Yin lived next door, while Jiang Pengfei blushed and lived with Zhang Anren.

He definitely couldn't sleep at night. Jiang Pengfei sat on the sofa in the living room, holding his hair with his hands, looking extremely painful.

"Uncle Jiang, how much debt do you have?" Zhang Anren asked sitting next to him.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, Jiang Pengfei waved his hand again: "Not much, not much."

Next, Jiang Pengfei began to deal with the small building at home, which he thought symbolized the glory of the family.

After selling the building worth tens of millions, he still faces millions in debt!

Thinking about all the troubles he had gone through, he really felt like his heart was twisting in a knife.

Some debts were always forgiven and his demeanor was better than before.

When he was alone with his old mother, he held her legs with a gentle expression: "Mom, it was me who caused you and the whole family to suffer."

"It's okay, it's over." Grandma Jiang felt sorry for her son, but she just knew that what she had lost would never come back, so there was no need to dwell on it anymore.

The old mother's mentality was not bad, but Jiang Pengfei was always in deep self-blame.

Dai Yin, who had always had a cold face, now naturally felt more sad and resentful.

Jiang Pengfei not only received her love, but also endured her cold treatment. This was also his own doing, and he could only transform it by pretending to be relaxed.

This afternoon, the three people had lunch and each took a short rest.

Hearing his old mother walking around in the living room, Jiang Pengfei came out to accompany her.

"Mom, it was all my son's fault. But everything is fine now, don't worry." He looked cheerful.