"Okay." Su Hanyan raised his hands in agreement, "These two people just owe a lot to clean up, they will be safe after they clean up!"

After chatting in the courtyard for a while, seeing that the sun outside was not so venomous, and the temperature was slightly lower, Su Hanyan came out of Su's house without disturbing others.

She went to the Yan's house to see Mr. Jin and Mrs. Jin, and then went to the Yan's house to pay for Yan Yi's money.

...

Yan's downstairs.

Yan Yi looked at the thick stack of hundred-dollar bills, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes. It is not a loss for an inkstone to be exchanged for 10,000 yuan. The key is that her move planted a thorn in the hearts of the Jin family.

This thorn is still small now. As time goes by, this thorn will take root in the hearts of the Jin family... Once it accumulates to a certain degree, it will become a rift in their hearts, and one day it will erupt like a volcano.

Thinking of this, Yan Yi smiled slightly.

"I've given you the money, please count it face-to-face." Su Hanyan raised his chin and motioned to her.

"Yes." Yan Yi quickly counted the banknotes with her fingertips. "One hundred is no more, no less."

"Can you pay me back the IOU?"

"You haven't forgotten this yet."

"I bought it for 10,000 yuan, how can I forget it?" Su Hanyan smiled and stretched out his hand at her.

When the IOU was handed over to her, Su Han's mouth was bent, and the IOU was torn to pieces, and then thrown in the wind.

"You and my debts are cleared!" she said.

"Well, it's cleared up." Yan Yi smiled and nodded, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

"Why did you recognize it that day?" Now only she and Su Hanyan are here, so she just said some things without hiding anything. "You know in your heart that you didn't break this thing, no. ?"

"Yes. The reason is simple. I didn't want to see Grandpa Jin embarrassed, so I accepted it."

Yan Yi sneered: "You haven't passed the door yet, but your heart has flown to Jin's house. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"Yan Yi, I am not stupid, I know very well." Su Hanyan said.

"Just be clear." Yan Yi shook the large amount of money before her eyes, "Thank you for your kindness and pay for me!"

"You're welcome." Su Hanyan smiled slightly, "It's hard to say who pays for whom."

"What do you mean?" Yan Yi frowned.

"It doesn't mean anything, literally, you can understand it well. That's it, goodbye!" Su Hanyan left a fluttering word, turned and left.

Yan Yi looked at the money in her hand and hummed and said, "I feel uncomfortable after suffering a loss, right? Then let your mouth go ahead and be able to bear it."

In the evening, Yan Zhijun came back to finish his meal, watched a stack of banknotes on the table, and said smoothly:

"Where did this money come from?"

"Guess?" Yang Hua came out of the kitchen with cold dishes and said with a smile, "I promise you won't be able to guess if you break your head."

"Girl's salary?" Yan Zhijun asked.

"Are you dreaming? Can your girl earn 10,000 yuan a month?"

"what is that?"

"You girl sold your square inkstone for 10,000 yuan!" Yang Hua smiled.

Yan Zhijun didn't care at first: "Sell it out? Where to sell it? Isn't it given to the old man of the Jin family? By the way, what happened to her and Jin Chen? Is there a show or not?"

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