Chapter 425: Tell Them to Get Lost

Tang Mi yawned all day, as if she hadn't fully woken up.

"Where did you go last night?"

Ouyang Moli saw Tang Mi looking listless and asked with a frown.

"Heh~"

Tang Mi yawned again, "The bus was packed, so tiring! The bus was crowded, we could only stand. Luckily my husband protected me, holding me from behind…"

She described the situation at the time.

Ouyang Moli wore a look of surprise.

"It can be like that!?"

She felt she had wasted a whole bus ride,

not even standing up, letting her own man protect her.

That big‑bird‑like feeling of being cradled must be very good.

Seeing Ouyang Moli's surprised expression, Tang Mi became proud.

She tiptoed, patting Ouyang Moli's shoulder, "You're too tall! Stop overthinking!"

Ouyang Moli snorted coldly and turned away.

She didn't want to deal with Tang Mi for at least a few hours.

Good siblings usually support each other, but Tang Mi only knows to criticize herself.

After avoiding Tang Mi, Ouyang Moli was about to call Lin Feng,

but before she could dial, the person in charge on Jasmine Island called.

In the evening, several ships were spotted near Jasmine Island.

They looked like pirates.

After hanging up, Ouyang Moli frowned.

This matter still needed Tang Mi's help.

So she ran to Tang Mi's room and shook the just‑asleep Tang Mi awake.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Mi asked.

Ouyang Moli said, "There's trouble on Jasmine Island, we need the Tang Family's help. I'll put up the money, have your family contact them, and see if we can buy a few sets of Flying Leg…"

This little matter, Ouyang Moli doesn't intend to bother Lin Feng with.

October 6th.

Sunday.

Qimeiyangshenguan.

An Qi sat in the office, handing piles of cash to the employees.

Since rumors that An Qi had taken on debt spread and business dwindled, most of the staff began thinking of leaving.

Fearing An Qi might delay wages.

Of course, a small portion wanted to stay.

An Qi, who wanted to leave, also didn't want to stay.

By the end of the year, she plans to remodel the shop.

It will no longer be called Qimeiyangshenguan.

It will be called Qimei Woman, operating like a lock shop.

As for the family's debt, she helped repay 250 million.

She still has over 100 million on hand.

Enough for renovation and miscellaneous expenses.

She believes that when it reopens at year‑end, business will be better than now.

But...

Deep down, An Qi feels a vague worry.

In these times, doing business, especially running a shop, is bad enough if sales are poor.

If it's too good, inevitably some will be jealous.

Worse, being targeted by some Society People...

Previously the An family hadn't collapsed, and with many high‑status customers, Society People didn't dare act recklessly.

But now it's different.

The An family went bankrupt and fled, while those high‑status customers still canceled their cards.

Then they'll have to trouble Lin Feng.

An Qi sighed, thinking that for a woman to build a career without a man to rely on is truly hard.

While An Qi was frowning with worry, three cars arrived and stopped at the entrance.

Then a dozen or so swaggering thugs got out of the cars,

following a middle‑aged man with a big gold chain around his neck, they strode into the shop.

The receptionist stepped forward to block the group, "Boss, may I ask what you need?"

The middle‑aged man sized up the receptionist and said with a smile, "Miss, is Boss An here?"

The receptionist didn't know how to answer.

She said he's not here; seeing their imposing demeanor, she didn't know what they wanted.

She said he's here, but wondered if the boss would blame her for being clueless.

When the receptionist was in a dilemma, An Qi, wearing a floral qipao, stepped down the stairs in a pair of red high heels.

The middle‑aged man's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "So Boss An is here!"

After going downstairs, An Qi crossed her arms and walked up to the middle‑aged man, furrowing her brows as she said, "Sir, may I ask what business you have?"

The middle‑aged man brushed the big gold chain around his neck, chuckled, and said, "Boss An, we're here to collect a debt! I heard you've repaid the money you owed to Rongxing and the others; now isn't it time to pay us back?"

An Qi was startled and replied, "I've already repaid all the money that was due; when did the An family ever owe you money?"

The middle‑aged man chuckled again, "I forgot to introduce myself; I'm Li Daxian, a professional debt collector. I have a document here; Ms. An, take a look and you'll understand."

He finished speaking and raised his hand in a flourish.

One of his subordinates handed a document bag to An Qi.

After receiving the bag, An Qi found a seat and sat down.

She then opened the bag and took out the dozen‑plus sheets inside.

To be precise, they were more than ten IOUs.

They were all IOUs written by An Qi's brothers, younger brother, and even nephews.

The amounts ranged from a few hundred thousand to several million.

Those dozen‑plus IOUs, authenticity unknown, total over thirty million!

After reading them, An Qi shook her head and said, "Even if these IOUs are genuine, they have nothing to do with me; legally, I have no obligation to repay them for them."

Li Daxian sat opposite An Qi and, smiling, said, "How can it be irrelevant? You're their relative; you must pay this money back!"

"Then go ahead and sue me!"

An Qi sneered.

Li Daxian replied, "Beyond the law there's also human sentiment; repaying a debt is a matter of principle. After all, you're from the An family! If you don't pay, my brothers and I won't let you off."

An Qi furrowed her brows and asked, "Then how will you prove these IOUs are genuine?"

Li Daxian said, "I don't care about authenticity; once they're in my hands, if I claim they're real, they become real!"

"Ms. An, as the saying goes, spending money wards off disaster; sometimes a little expense ensures safety. Stay safe, and then you can earn even more later, right?"

An Qi curled the corner of her mouth and retorted, "I'm afraid that after paying this time, there will be a next time, and another, and these IOUs will never end."

Li Daxian chuckled, "Then my brothers and I will just stay here and not leave."

"If you don't leave, I'll just go then!"

An Qi stood up.

Li Daxian also stood, pressed his hand and said, "No! We won't leave, and you can't leave either!"

"Then I'll call the police!"

An Qi picked up her phone.

Li Daxian said, "Go ahead! We're here to collect a debt. This is a civil dispute, but Ms. An, think it through! Once you dial, we'll have burned bridges, and whatever happens later won't be my fault!"

An Qi furrowed her brows.

A deep sense of helplessness filled her heart.

After a moment, she dialed Lin Feng's number.

"Lin Feng…"

When the call connected, An Qi felt a bit embarrassed.

"What's wrong, An Qi?" Lin Feng asked.

An Qi promptly gave a brief account of what had just happened.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Tell them to get lost! Otherwise, they'll have to crawl out."