Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 102: The Fairy Couple (9)

The reality is that he can't hold on any longer. Mr. Fu is simply Zhou Baopi. Although the concept of capitalists does not exist in this world yet, he has already grasped the essence of capitalists.

Dong Yong is even worse than the donkey that pulls the mill. Although the donkey also works, at least it can eat its fill. But not only does he not have enough to eat every day, he also has endless work to do. After a month, he becomes as thin as a skeleton, and it looks like there is a famine at home.

Dong Yong knew that if he continued like this, he would really die. After much hesitation, he finally went to find Lu Changqing.

"You said before that you had asked Mr. Fu to help redeem me... um... can you..." Dong Yongli was at a loss in front of Lu Changqing. His palms began to sweat. He opened and closed his lips several times but couldn't say the following words.

Lu Changqing looked at Dong Yong. This man used to look very ordinary. Now he was thinner, his cheekbones became more prominent, his face became more and more sharp, his chin was as sharp as a horn, and there was only bones and no flesh on his face, making him look like a giant praying mantis.

"Do you want me to redeem you again?" Lu Changqing asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You and I……"

Dong Yong didn't dare to look into Lu Changqing's eyes. He found it difficult to speak. After all, he had confidently rejected the other party before, but now he had to open his mouth and ask the other party to help him with money.

Dong Yong swallowed, took a deep breath and finally spoke, "Could you help me buy back my indenture from Mr. Fu? If successful, I am willing...willing...to marry you."

Dong Yong uttered the last two words with difficulty, and a fearless expression appeared on his face.

Lu Changqing felt like she was the bully who forced a good woman to do what she wanted, but when she saw Dong Yong's fan-shaped expression of grief, guilt and helplessness, she was still very happy.

No wonder the male protagonists in those romance novels like to be the savior of the female protagonist. Dong Yong is now like the heroine in a romance novel that abuses women. Part of his suffering was actually brought to him by Lu Changqing, but now he has to beg Lu Changqing, the perpetrator, to save him.

Because he had no other choice, no money, no power, nothing except his life. If he wanted to live, he could only give up his dignity, lower his head, and agree to all of Lu Changqing's unreasonable demands.

The lower Dong Yong buried his head, the higher Lu Changqing's relative status in front of him became, the more arrogant he became, and the more he could get whatever he wanted from him.

Lu Changqing stood up and nodded with satisfaction, "That's good. If I had known this would happen, I would have agreed to my request to marry into your family right on the street. There wouldn't have been so many problems."

Dong Yong hung his head in humiliation, clenched his fists, and dug his fingertips into the flesh. "If we really get married, can you... promise me one more thing?"

"what's up?"

"Just don't tell anyone that we are husband and wife."

"So if someone asks me why I live in your house, what should I say?"

"Just...just say you adopted me as your adopted son."

Lu Changqing showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Dong Yong didn't expect Lu Changqing to be so easy to talk to all of a sudden, so he asked, "When will you go to Fu's house again?"

Lu Changqing asked back: "When do you want me to go?"

Of course the sooner the better, Dong Yong said to himself.

But when the words came to his lips, he said, "See when you are free."

"Let's do it tomorrow without delay. Once I redeem you, we'll get married. When the hundred days are up, I'll take you to meet my parents."

"Are your father and mother still alive?" Dong Yong had indeed not expected this.

"Of course I am. It was my father who told me about selling yourself to bury your father. It was he who told me to marry you and continue the Dong family's bloodline. When you meet my father, you must thank him. Without him, there would be no you and me today." Lu Changqing said with a wicked smile.

The expression on Dong Yong's face was hard to describe. It turned out that his fate with the lady in front of him was all facilitated by his future father-in-law. He now felt like he had swallowed a fly, feeling nauseous and uncomfortable.

The next morning, Dong Yong got up early to go to work, but Lu Changqing went to Fu Mansion in the afternoon to ask Mr. Fu to return Dong Yong's indenture.

Mr. Fu took a sip of tea and then placed the teacup heavily on the table. "I still have the same request. Dong Yong must weave ten pieces of silk for me in one night. Otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything."

"Is Mr. Fu determined not to let him go?"

Mr. Fu stroked his beautiful beard and glanced at Lu Changqing with disdain, not taking her seriously at all. "If I don't let you go, what can you do to me?"

"Are you sure you don't want to let him go?"

Mr. Fu said arrogantly, "No."

"Okay, you asked for this."

Mr. Fu slammed his palm on the table and shouted angrily, "Who dares to threaten me?"

Lu Changqing stood up, clasped his hands on the edge of the table and lifted it up with force. The table flew up directly, and Fu Yuanwai was so scared that he sat down on the ground, shouting "Help" in panic.

The servants rushed over after hearing the noise, and saw Lu Changqing stepping on their Mr. Fu with one foot, while Mr. Fu was flapping his limbs around like a turtle out of water.

"What are you still standing there for? Come and save me!" Mr. Fu scolded angrily.

Upon hearing this, the servants screamed and rushed forward, but were all knocked away by Lu Changqing's punch.

The servants in the mansion were no match for this woman. Mr. Fu begged for mercy, "Sister, I was wrong. We can discuss this. Don't you want Dong Yong? I'll have someone call him over to you right away."

"You really don't want to accept my toast, why don't you do it earlier? Why do you have to be beaten before you can see the situation clearly?"

Mr. Fu was a cunning man. Although he had asked someone to call Dong Yong, Lu Changqing did not let him go.

Mr. Fu put on a flattering smile and negotiated with Lu Changqing, "Well... I have asked someone to call Dong Yong. Can you let me go first and let me get up?"

"What can you do to me if I don't let you go?" Lu Changqing repeated what Mr. Fu had just said.

Mr. Fu smiled dryly and apologized, "I was wrong, brother. I didn't recognize the real man. I apologize to you. You can take Dong Yong away today. I will also return the gold ingots you gave me before. In addition, I will compensate you with ten taels of silver as my apology today. Do you think it's okay?"

"no!"

Mr. Fu wanted to cry but had no tears. "What do I need you to let me go?"

"Mr. Fu, are you only worth ten taels? Isn't that too little?"

Mr. Fu said painfully, "How much do you want?"

"One hundred taels, not a cent less."

For ordinary people, one hundred taels might be a huge sum of money they have never seen in their lives, but for a rich man like Mr. Fu, it is just a drop in the bucket.

But even if it was a drop in the bucket, he probably couldn't tolerate a woman who came from nowhere beating him and extorting money from him, and all for a poor boy like Dong Yong.

If she just walked away, would Mr. Fu come to settle the score with Dong Yong?

I'm really looking forward to it, hehe.