Chapter 366 A Deed of Sale, An Overbearing Condition!
Guan Shan was considered a senior figure in Hong Kong's entertainment industry, having risen to fame in the 1950s and earning a high reputation within the film and television world.
It was precisely because of this that Lin Haoran was quite curious about the amount of debt Guan Shan had accumulated.
More importantly, from Li Weidong's report, Lin Haoran learned that a group of thugs was actively trying to collect on this debt.
This usually indicated that the borrowed funds were from loan sharks rather than formal financial institutions.
After all, official banks typically wouldn't employ such rough debt-collection methods.
Moreover, Guan Shan was a relatively famous figure in Hong Kong.
It was strange, then, that he would resort to borrowing from loan sharks to fund his business ventures.
This truly went beyond Lin Haoran's expectations.
"They said my daddy owed 1.8 million, but when he called home, he said he only owed 1.2 million," Guan Jiahui answered between sobs.
Lin Haoran nodded gently and comforted her, "Let's go home first, and then we'll talk."
A few minutes later, the Rolls-Royce returned to the villa on Shixun Road.
For Guan Jiahui, being back at Lin Haoran's residence clearly brought a sense of relief, no longer having to fear thugs showing up at her door.
After they went up to the third floor and sat down, Lin Haoran asked, "What do you plan to do next?"
A debt of over one million Hong Kong dollars was insignificant for Lin Haoran, but he wasn't going to casually pay it off for Guan Shan without conditions.
"I really don't know. When my daddy left Hong Kong, I was still in school and knew nothing about it. He only called after he had fled, telling me to be careful in Hong Kong. But in this situation, what could a girl like me possibly do, no matter how careful I was? I had no choice but to call you," Guan Jiahui said, her voice filled with resentment toward her father.
"Forget about him. With me around, no one will dare to lay a finger on you," Lin Haoran said with a smile.
After all, Guan Jiahui was now his woman. Naturally, he wouldn't allow her to be bullied by anyone.
"Haoran-ge, can you help me pay off this debt? If you agree, I'm willing to do anything for you. My daddy can't carry this debt forever," Guan Jiahui suddenly looked up at Lin Haoran, her eyes full of pleading.
Guan Jiahui understood all too well the enormous gap between her and Lin Haoran.
As the richest man in Hong Kong, Lin Haoran's status was unreachable for her.
Moreover, she was afraid her father would object if he knew about her relationship with Lin Haoran, so she had always kept it a secret.
Still, despite knowing how unlikely it was for her to have a real future with Lin Haoran, she was unwilling to give up this relationship.
Growing up in a family deeply rooted in Hong Kong's entertainment industry, Guan Jiahui had witnessed the coldness and fickleness of human nature from an early age.
Thus, she understood better than anyone how rare it was to have the support of someone as powerful as Lin Haoran.
Even if she knew becoming Lin Haoran's legitimate wife was nearly impossible, she had never once thought of abandoning this bond.
She willingly played the role of a secret lover, cherishing the protection she had found.
At just nineteen years old, Guan Jiahui's mindset was already far more mature than her peers.
Lin Haoran stared into her eyes, a complicated emotion flashing across his face.
After thinking for a moment, he spoke slowly, "Jiahui, I can help you settle this, but you must agree to one condition."
Hearing this, Guan Jiahui's heart tightened, but she also felt a glimmer of hope.
She looked up at this legendary Hong Kong tycoon, waiting for his next words.
"I want you to become my lover forever. Remember, once you agree, you must be loyal to me alone. You must never have another man. You should clearly understand the consequences of breaking this promise," Lin Haoran said, his tone domineering and leaving no room for negotiation.
Guan Jiahui froze on the spot.
She hadn't expected Lin Haoran to propose such a harsh condition. Agreeing would mean binding her entire future to him and giving up any chance of choosing another partner.
She knew full well that Lin Haoran wasn't making an empty threat. If she broke her promise, she would face consequences she couldn't possibly bear.
She clearly remembered how, back in Mong Kok, when they had encountered trouble with the 13K gang, it was Lin Haoran who forced 13K, a dominant gang in Hong Kong, to submit and pledge loyalty to him.
If even such powerful triads bowed before Lin Haoran, what chance did she have if she crossed him?
Faced with Lin Haoran's condition, Guan Jiahui fell into a long silence.
Her heart was torn, her thoughts chaotic.
She thought of her father's heavy debt—a huge burden weighing down her soul.
It was clear her father had no means of repaying it; otherwise, he wouldn't have fled and abandoned his own daughter.
Though having Lin Haoran's protection now gave her a measure of safety, as long as the debt remained unresolved, she would never find true peace.
Weighing the pros and cons, Guan Jiahui's resolve began to shift.
She realized that agreeing to Lin Haoran's condition might be her only viable path forward.
Though it meant sacrificing her freedom and future, reality left her little choice.
Besides, she genuinely enjoyed being with Lin Haoran.
Ultimately, she knew she had no better option than to accept.
"Haoran-ge, I..." Guan Jiahui's voice trembled, but in the end, she firmly said, "Okay."
Lin Haoran smiled faintly, satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
He gently took Guan Jiahui's hand and said warmly, "Don't worry, Jiahui. I'll take good care of you. I'll settle this debt for you, and I'll make sure you live a good life in Hong Kong."
"Mm!" Guan Jiahui nodded softly.
Since she had agreed, everything else became much simpler.
Lin Haoran had proposed such a condition because he understood her character well.
He didn't want to help her clear the debt only to see her leave for another man. Without some cost, there was no way he would extend such assistance.
Thus, an unspoken agreement was reached between them—a complex transaction of love, debt, and future.
There was no need for contracts; if Guan Jiahui dared to break her word, Lin Haoran had plenty of ways to make her regret it.
"Do you know exactly who your father owes the money to?" Lin Haoran asked.
"I do. He said it's the Jinjiang Finance Company. Those people have strong underworld connections," Guan Jiahui replied.
Lin Haoran nodded and immediately made a call in front of her.
"Find out the details about Guan Shan's debt with Jinjiang Finance Company," Lin Haoran ordered as soon as the call connected.
"Understood, boss. I'll get back to you within ten minutes!" the head of his intelligence department replied respectfully.
Now that the intelligence department had matured, a dedicated head managed daily operations, freeing Cui Zilong to focus on more critical tasks.
After hanging up, Lin Haoran looked at Guan Jiahui, who sat quietly, her eyes reflecting inner conflict and struggle.
He understood.
Agreeing to such a condition must have been an enormous mental battle for her.
Thus, he chose to give her some space and said nothing further, allowing a rare moment of quiet to settle between them.
Less than ten minutes later, the phone rang again.
For the intelligence department, investigating such minor matters was child's play.
"Boss, it's confirmed. Guan Shan initially borrowed about 500,000 HKD through a bank loan. When he couldn't repay it, he started borrowing from private financial institutions to cover previous debts.
Jinjiang Finance was the fifth lender in this chain. Due to accumulating interest, the amount owed to Jinjiang reached 1.2 million HKD.
Worse still, after defaulting, Jinjiang added a penalty of 600,000 HKD, leading to a total demand of 1.8 million HKD. That's why Guan Shan fled.
Also, Jinjiang Finance has ties to a mid-sized triad group in Hong Kong, closely linked to the 13K gang," the head of intelligence reported.
"Got it. Thank you," Lin Haoran replied and hung up.
Since the call had been on speakerphone, Guan Jiahui heard everything clearly.
"What kind of business was your father involved in?" Lin Haoran asked curiously.
Logically, as a well-known actor in Hong Kong, Guan Shan should have earned considerable income. How did he end up in this mess?
"I don't know. He never told me about his business affairs," Guan Jiahui said, shaking her head.
Since she didn't know, Lin Haoran didn't press further. He simply made another call—this time to Hu Xuyong of the 13K gang.
Given the connection between Jinjiang Finance and 13K, this was the best approach.
"Mr. Lin, how can I be of service?" Hu Xuyong answered respectfully.
Now, even the fierce triad members treated Lin Haoran with utmost reverence.
After briefly explaining the situation, Lin Haoran said, "I'll wire you the 1.2 million HKD. Handle the matter properly, but make sure Guan Shan never finds out the debt was settled. Understand?"
As for the penalty fees? Lin Haoran didn't even bother mentioning them.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin. I'll take care of it personally. You won't have to worry about a thing," Hu Xuyong assured him.
"I'll still transfer the 1.2 million. Do you think I care about such a small amount? Just get it done. I'll treat you to tea sometime," Lin Haoran said casually.
"It's my honor, Mr. Lin. I guarantee it will be handled perfectly," Hu Xuyong said solemnly.
"Good, I'll leave it to you then," Lin Haoran said with a smile and ended the call.
Afterward, he called Huanyu Investment Company's finance department, instructing them to transfer the 1.2 million HKD to Hu Xuyong.
Spending 1.2 million HKD to secure a lifelong bond with Guan Jiahui was, in Lin Haoran's view, more than worth it.
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