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Compared to Autumn Wind suddenly becoming wealthy, Qiu Feng's life seemed much more strained.
Since the fallout with Autumn Wind, Qiu Feng had only been hosting a beauty program with Qiu Ruolan. After that show ended, Qiu Feng immediately lost all her income.
The television still occasionally commented on the identities of Qiu Ruolan and Autumn Wind.
As Qiu Feng calculated her savings, she sighed: "If only there were no connection between Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan."
Phoebe Ming was again asking for the payment for the Christmas party, and Yusha needed new clothes.
With no resources to work with, Qiu Feng looked at the final number on her calculator, feeling immense pain. This month, Xiao Yuan had actually received quite a bit of money, but before she could even warm it up, it was used to pay off debts.
Oh right, didn't I invest some money in Chen Shanni's studio? Now that Chen Shanni's assets are being auctioned off, I can get back my investment... A light bulb went off in Qiu Feng's mind as she suddenly remembered this matter.
Her worries lifted, she quickly flipped through her phone book and soon found the number of the lawyer handling Chen Shanni's estate. Upon hearing Qiu Feng's intentions, the lawyer said, "Sister Zhao, it's not convenient to talk over the phone. If you have time, you can come to my office..."
"Ah, I have time, I have time..." Qiu Feng thought to herself that she had plenty of time now. "Can I come now?"
The lawyer pondered for a moment. "Sure, when you arrive, just look for my assistant Lily..."
"Okay... okay, I'm on my way now..." Qiu Feng said as she quickly changed her clothes. She glanced at the sleeping Yusha, reluctant to wake her.
Qiu Feng placed Yusha on the carpet in front of the living room television and surrounded her with snacks. She turned on an animated channel so that if Yusha woke up and saw food and toys, she wouldn't cry.
Qiu Feng truly believed that her despair was brightened by this fantasy.
Once everything was arranged, she hurriedly made her way to the office of lawyer Chen Shanni.
However, her enthusiasm was immediately dampened upon arriving at the office.
Dressed in a sharp professional outfit, Assistant Lily was busy with a serious expression. After hearing Qiu Feng's arrival, she glanced at Qiu Feng without any hint of emotion and said, "Based on your situation, you can request your rightful share from her estate's heir... However, you need to have solid proof to demonstrate that there was a direct financial relationship between you and Sister Chen..."
"Proof?" Qiu Feng asked in response.
"Yes, something like an IOU..." Lily looked up at Qiu Feng, "You don't have that, so how can you prove that you lent money to Sister Chen..."
"..." Qiu Feng was at a loss; indeed, Chen Shanni had not written an IOU for him. "Is there no other way besides an IOU?"
"Oh, besides an IOU, you could look for witnesses to confirm that Sister Chen indeed borrowed money from you and that you actually lent her the money..."
He had never mentioned the matter of transferring money to Chen Shanni to anyone; there were simply no witnesses. He had transferred the money to Chen Shanni and should have a transfer record: "What about the bank remittance receipt?"
"A remittance receipt? A remittance receipt can only show that there was a financial transaction between you and her. As for whether she borrowed from you or you repaid her, or something else entirely, that cannot be proven..."
"Then... is there really no other way?"
"You could ask Sister Chen's estate heir; perhaps they have Sister Chen's will or something similar..."
The flickering hope was reignited in Qiu Feng's heart as he looked at Assistant Lily with gratitude. Lily raised an eyebrow and pulled out a folder from a large stack of documents on her left. "Ah, found it. After the auction of her estate, after repaying debts and providing for her parents' pensions, the remaining funds will be inherited by Mr. Qiu Mowen..."
She paused for a moment to examine it closely before continuing, "Unfortunately, Mr. Qiu Mowen has already passed away, so this money will ultimately be inherited by Qiu Mowen's heir... Her name is Autumn Wind; you can go find her and ask about it..."
Autumn Wind? The name struck Qiu Feng like lightning, freezing her in place as she sat rigidly on the chair. How could it be Autumn Wind again?
Seeing Qiu Feng's surprised reaction, Assistant Lily slapped her forehead as she remembered the relationship between Qiu Feng and Autumn Wind. Oh no, these two haven't reconciled yet...
Assistant Lily looked apologetic as she gently called out to Qiu Feng, "Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao, are you okay?"
After a moment of blankness in her mind, Qiu Feng took a deep breath and regained her composure. Noticing Assistant Lily's apologetic expression, she forced a smile and said, "No, I'm fine... In that case, I'll take my leave now..."
She stood up and wobbled her way toward the door.
Just as one foot stepped out, she was called back by Assistant Lily, "Wait a moment, Sister Zhao, I just remembered that Sister Chen left something for you... Please wait a moment, I'll go get it for you..."
Something? What could Chen Shanni have left for me? Is there anything else between us?
Qiu Feng stood at the door like a wooden chicken, feeling Assistant Lily rush past her like a gust of wind. A few seconds later, she came rushing back toward her like another gust of wind.
But this time, she had a box in her hand.
"Sister Zhao, this is the box we found at Sister Chen's house. There’s a note on top that’s meant for you. We didn’t touch it... Take a look..." Assistant Lily said as she handed the item to Qiu Feng.
"My..." Qiu Feng took the box, frowning in confusion. She looked down and saw a pile of records on top of the box, with several manuscript-like papers underneath. Could these be the songs that Chen Shanni wrote for me?
Sighing, she bowed slightly to Assistant Lily, then hugged the box and made her way home in a daze.
All the way, she kept pondering whether or not to contact Autumn Wind.
After reaching downstairs, she glanced at the elevator; the number was still on the top floor. After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone, found Autumn Wind's number, and pressed it. The number barely flickered before Qiu Feng immediately hung up; she still didn’t have the courage to call Autumn Wind.
The elevator number remained stuck on the top floor. Qiu Feng sighed and decided to take the stairs; three floors weren’t too high, and she would reach soon.
Panting as she climbed the stairs, when she finished the last step, she heard Yusha's sobbing coming from inside her home.
Oh no, Yusha is awake. Qiu Feng hurriedly ran toward her house, placing the box on the ground as she anxiously fumbled for her keys to unlock the door.
However, when she opened the door, Yusha did not come running toward her as she had imagined.
"Yusha..." Qiu Feng turned around and picked up the box, calling out Yusha's name.
What lay before Qiu Feng was shocking. In the center of the living room, on the carpet, a Muscular Man was happily munching on snacks, while on the sofa opposite the television, a frail and lewd figure was playing with Yusha's doll.
Yusha's delicate voice curled up in the corner; after a long time of crying, her tears had dried up, leaving her body shaking uncontrollably from suppressed sobs.
With a "thud," the box slipped from Qiu Feng's hands. She rushed over to the Muscular Man sitting on the carpet eating snacks. "What do you want... I already returned your money, didn't I?"
Like a whirlwind, Qiu Feng charged forward, comforting Yusha, then glared angrily.
The man sitting on the floor stood up, brushing off his clothes as crumbs from the snacks fell to the thick pile of the electric blanket beneath him.
The Skinny Monkey who had been playing with toys on the sofa also stood up.
The two stood side by side in front of Qiu Feng. The Muscular Man spoke first: "Sister Zhao, we are not gangsters; we don't resort to violence. It's just that the money you gave us last time is still not enough for our Boss..."
Qiu Feng gently patted Yusha, who stopped trembling. She stared wide-eyed at the two men and gritted her teeth, saying, "Not enough? How can it not be enough? I gave you cash first, and then I gave you a check for 1 later!"
"Sister Zhao, our Boss, he gave you 00; you can't just return 00! You were supposed to provide our Boss with a confidential photo, but you didn't... This counts as you breaching the contract! The breach fee plus mental compensation of 1 million isn't too much..." The Muscular Man, despite his wild appearance, spoke softly.
"We don't want to make things difficult for you... Next Monday, we'll come to collect the money. If you can't come up with it... heh heh, don't blame us for being rude..." After finishing, the Muscular Man exchanged a glance with the skinny man.
The two turned and walked toward the door. However, after taking just a few steps, the Skinny Monkey returned. He walked over to the sofa, picked up the doll he had just been playing with, and hugged it in a lewd manner while grinning at Qiu Feng.
Initially calmed down, Yusha broke down again upon seeing her doll being taken away and burst into tears.
Qiu Feng's emotions completely collapsed. If she weren't holding Yusha, she would have surely sat down on the floor in despair.
The investment studio's funds had already been mismanaged; how could there suddenly be an additional 1 million in expenses?
Qiu Feng slowly sat down on the sofa, hugging Yusha and crying.
The reason Qiu Feng suddenly received 1 million last time was not because she earned it from filming in Thailand, but because she encountered a big boss on a cruise ship in Thailand who offered it to her.
Of course, the big boss was willing to give her so much money because there were conditions for the exchange. The boss had always been infatuated with Qiu Ruolan, and when he recognized that Qiu Feng was the partner who had been co-hosting the show with Qiu Ruolan, he immediately became enthusiastic towards her. In a teasing manner, Qiu Feng subtly hinted that she had extremely private photos of Qiu Ruolan.
The big boss's interest was piqued, and he immediately offered 1 million to buy them. To show his sincerity, he even had his subordinates transfer the money into Qiu Feng's account right away. The private photos she mentioned were actually a group photo of Qiu Ruolan, Qiu Mowen, and Autumn Wind at Grandma's funeral.
It was the photo that happened behind the frame of Autumn Wind.
However, what surprised Qiu Feng was that while she was still negotiating with Autumn Wind about the money, Autumn Wind selflessly saved Yusha. This incident left Qiu Feng quite shocked; her conscience wouldn't allow her to sell the photos.
Because she refused to hand over the photos, Qiu Feng was beaten last time. If it weren't for Autumn Wind showing up in time and paying 10,000 upfront, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Now that she thinks about it, she really doesn't know if her choice at that time was right or wrong...
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