Lin Fang's tone grew quieter, distant — the kind of calm that comes after years of struggle. "Because I've spent most of my life running from debts. Owing people, borrowing, paying off one just to fall into another. I sold my home recently just to clear what I could… and ended up living in a shared flat. And now, I'm once again in debt to you." Staring at her seriously, he said, "No matter what, I will pay you back in one week, i.e., by next Sunday."
Vivian looked at him for a long moment with various thoughts in her head. She then poured herself a glass of water and sat beside him, crossing her legs. All this while, she seriously pondered his words. Taking a sip of water, she set her glass down and said with a faint grin, "How about this then—forget the debt. Think of that forty-four million as an investment in your store."
Lin Fang raised his brows.
"Investment?"
Vivian nodded, her tone playful but her eyes sharp with business instinct.
