Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play
Chapter 142 Repay the Money

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Repay the Money

"Miss Feng San is truly extravagant, unwilling to be tainted by dust, and doesn’t even want to touch the ground."

"Adorned in gold and silver, so arrogant and noble, she’s pampered more than a princess."

"Doesn’t she fear provoking jealousy with such a grand display? Even the commandery princesses and county princesses in the Capital City don’t have such ostentation; she even had such a fine wheelchair made for her."

"Extravagant and wasteful!!"

A disgruntled scholar stood on the roadside, pointing at Fengyu and shouting. Qiuxiang, hands on her hips, retorted, "What business is it of yours? Our young lady is just delicate; what’s wrong with not wanting to walk?"

Fengyu’s intention was to show off the wheelchair Xie Xun made for her. She lazily lounged in it, wrapped in a blanket, and innocently asked, "Shouldn’t they be envious of me for having such a great wheelchair?"

Chunlu hit the nail on the head, "They are envious and jealous, but can’t get it, so they curse you."

Fengyu agreed, "Let them be envious and jealous."

She aided the north of the city, without caring for a good reputation, not minding the scorn of others, flamboyantly doing her own thing. The Third Miss was mentally strong, never drained by internal conflict.

Fengyu went to Baofeng Bank. Manager Wang greeted her with a smile. He was just about to discuss something with her. "Miss, Duke Ning Mansion refuses to acknowledge Imperial Uncle Lv’s debt. We’ve urged them several times but haven’t received any payment."

"None of the banks’ debts have been repaid?"

Manager Wang nodded. Duke Ning was refusing to settle the debt, and apart from Baofeng Bank, Imperial Uncle Lv had borrowed a considerable sum from others. "The banks have joined forces and are demanding the debt daily. People at Duke Ning Mansion even got beaten. Duke Ning retaliated, accusing our bank of laundering money without evidence, adamantly denying the debt."

Fengyu had anticipated such theatrics, and with a light laugh, said, "If they won’t repay, sell the land he mortgaged. Let Prince Kang Manor know a day in advance that we’re going to sell Duke Ning Mansion’s land deed at a low price."

When Imperial Uncle Lv borrowed the money, he used the land deed as collateral. Manager Wang assessed its value at fifteen thousand taels of silver and lent him ten thousand taels. If he couldn’t repay, the land deed would belong to the bank, clear as day, with no room for denial.

"Alright, we’ll proceed as Miss suggested. You’re so clever, insisting he use the land deed as collateral when lending, while other banks have no collateral and lose that money in vain." Manager Wang smiled, admiring Fengyu’s foresight.

Fengyu chuckled, "If Prince Kang comes to redeem it..."

Before she could finish, Zhang Da hurriedly arrived, "Miss, Prince Kang is here."

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

In the front courtyard, Prince Kang arrogantly demanded to see the manager with over ten members of the Forbidden Army. The soldiers were fierce, and Prince Kang wore a face of impatience. Qiuxiang pushed Fengyu out, Manager Wang following closely behind. Prince Kang was slightly stunned upon seeing Fengyu.

Fengyu wore a scarlet spring blouse and long skirt, with vibrant pomegranate flowers blossoming at the hem. Her hairpin and earrings matched in pomegranate red, highlighting her fair skin and beautiful face.

Qiuxiang and Chunlu stood on either side, with Zhang Da on guard nearby.

Initially captivated by her beauty, Prince Kang’s gaze fell on her wheelchair, "You’re so pampered that you refuse to walk on the ground and need such a refined wheelchair?"

Fengyu, "..."

"Why bring so many Forbidden Army troops to the bank?" Fengyu lazily leaned on the wheelchair, her good mood ruined upon seeing Prince Kang.

Prince Kang snapped back to reality, frowning, "I’ve come to retrieve Duke Ning Mansion’s land deed."

Fengyu lightly chuckled, "Imperial Uncle Lv used the land deed as collateral and borrowed ten thousand taels from Baofeng Bank. If the money isn’t repaid, the land deed belongs to Baofeng. Manager Wang sent people to Duke Ning Mansion to demand payment, only to be beaten. Duke Ning is a royal relative, wielding substantial power, we’re helpless. We were just discussing selling the deed, and there’s already an offer of seven thousand taels for it. If you wish to retrieve the deed, repay the money, and the deed will be returned."

Prince Kang was outraged, "You’re really going to sell Duke Ning Mansion’s land deed?"

"What else?" Fengyu coolly said, "The Duke refuses to repay."

"The debt was borrowed by my uncle, who’s now dead, and the money wasn’t spent by the Duke Mansion. Why should the Duke Mansion repay? You’re so money-grubbing; why don’t you chase him into the ground for repayment?" Prince Kang raged, and thinking of Fengyu’s relationship with Xie Xun, he was even more infuriated.

This woman’s reputation was ruined but she still flirted with Xie Xun, who had beaten him at Lin Cheng’s wedding banquet because of her. The next day, Prince Kang heard about the brawl between the Kyoto Capital Guards and the Forbidden Army at the banquet, feeling sympathy for Lin Cheng, thinking his own beating was minor, but having Lin Cheng’s wedding ruined was truly embarrassing.

"Father’s debts are also repaid by the son, and the son’s debts by the father," Fengyu said with a smile, "It’s fine if you don’t repay, the deed is in my hand. I’ll sell it to settle the debt, though I’m losing three thousand taels. But since the uncle is dead, it’s hard to pursue the debt. I’ll just consider myself unlucky and bear the loss."

Prince Kang was stunned, unable to believe Fengyu’s audacity. She clung to his leg calling him brother on the Lantern Festival night, but now she’s confronting him.

"Do you think with Xie Xun backing you, you can act recklessly and oppose me without concern?"

"Azao brother, what are you saying?" Fengyu looked at him innocently, "Repaying debts is a basic principle. There were witnesses when the uncle signed and stamped; we’re following the rules. Is Azao brother going to use royal power to oppress people? Ayu is so scared."

Prince Kang’s heart itched at each call of Azao brother, as if a feather was tickling him. Staring at Fengyu’s smiling face, he suddenly felt he had been played.

Fengyu reached out, and Manager Wang placed the document signed and stamped by Imperial Uncle Lv in her palm. Fengyu asked, "Azao brother, are you going to repay?"

"You... hand over the document, or I’ll smash the bank today!" Prince Kang initially thought Fengyu was a demure and frail beauty, but unexpectedly, she was brazen with someone backing her, utterly disregarding him.

"Why smash my bank?" Fengyu lazily and leisurely, as if embodying an indescribable freedom, said, "If Duke Ning can’t repay, we could negotiate calmly. The uncle is already dead, and the debt isn’t irredeemable. However, you are raging and threatening. When the little marquis owed me money, he also paid interest. Numerous aristocrats in the Capital City have borrowed from Baofeng Bank. If we set a precedent, anyone would come to threaten and default. What would happen to our Baofeng Bank then?"

"I don’t care about your..."

Before Prince Kang could finish, Fengyu covered her mouth, as if realizing something, "Oh my, Azao brother, you don’t have ten thousand taels, do you? Is the Prince Manor so poor?"

"Who said I’m poor?" Prince Kang was fuming.

"Then redeem the land deed," Fengyu observed his reddening face, pondering. Young men truly had thin skins, turning furious when called poor. Unlike the little marquis, who had a different character, never getting angry when tagged as poor. Prince Kang should learn from him.