"No way! I can't just accept defeat like this. I won't stand for it!" Ding Jing said through clenched teeth. "Even if I lose, I want to accept it willingly! I want it to be a complete and utter defeat!"
"Oh, for heaven's sake," Yi Anguo said with a touch of helplessness. "What kind of loss would it take for you to be convinced, to consider it thorough? You came up with the original terms yourself. I lend you three million, and after a year, you pay back nine million. If you fail, you spend your life at my service, even bearing my children without complaint. Half the time is already up, and only now are you telling me you won't accept it?"
Ding Jing knew she was being unreasonable, but what choice did she have? It wasn't that she was incompetent. It was because repaying her debt, funding her mother's surgery, and covering the post-operative care had not only eaten up half a year but had also depleted nearly all her funds.
