"Alright, it's getting late, you should go get some rest!" Vivian reached out and patted Ethan's shoulder, then headed straight into the bathroom.
A moment later, she emerged from the bathroom with a light blue hairband in her hand, looking at Ethan who was still standing there. "Why are you still standing here?" she asked curiously.
"Your dad..." Ethan hesitated, glancing toward Vivian's parents' room. "What did he say?"
"Um..." Vivian frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then said quietly, "He said he doesn't remember clearly, but he seems to recall seeing the document that mentioned a 10% annual interest rate. Unfortunately, we didn't keep a copy of the contract ourselves; otherwise, we wouldn't be in such a passive position now."
"It's fine, having some recollection is good enough." Ethan thought for a moment and comforted her, "If we find a lawyer and follow legal procedures, we'll be able to see the original contract from back then."
