FID – Chapter 617

Chapter 617: I’m Not Interested in You Either

Yang Shuyu stood there, stunned, barely able to believe what she had just heard.

Fifty thousand taels of debt?!

To be paid off in a hundred years?

And he wants to marry a wife who can help him pay it off?!

No inheritance either?!

“Cousin Zhiqiu, you—you’re joking, right? Your family is so wealthy, how could you possibly owe—owe that much money…” 

Fifty thousand taels—such an astronomical number was something she wouldn’t even dare to dream of!

The Liu family was no ordinary family. They owned several well-known distilleries that brought in countless profits every year.

Otherwise, how could they live in such a grand courtyard?

A family with that much wealth, how could Liu Zhiqiu possibly need to borrow money? How could he be in so much debt?

He must be saying this on purpose to scare her off. It must be…

Liu Zhiqiu shrugged his shoulders. “If you don’t believe me, ask anyone from my family. Little girl, to be blunt, I’m just a country bumpkin. No matter how much wealth my family has, it has nothing to do with me. I farm for a living, and whatever I grow, I keep for myself. As for the money I’ve earned, it’s not even mine—it’s for my creditors. My family doesn’t support any little madams. My mother still has to work in the fields. As for my wife, well, she’ll be working like a horse, too. And frankly, I’m not interested in you either.”

He continued, “Let’s make it clear. Don’t show up in front of me again. These young girls these days are really clueless. Someone tells you a pretty story, and you believe it. Why are you so easy to manipulate?”

Yang Shuyu rushed out of the courtyard, her face pale.

That one clear and direct sentence—‘I’m not interested in you’—was already humiliating enough.

But worse, Liu Zhiqiu had seen right through all their schemes! Every effort they had made to get close to him now felt like a ridiculous clown show.

Beyond the shame and embarrassment, she also felt a surge of resentment toward Chen Xiuying.

The Liu family was indeed well-off, but Liu Zhiqiu was not a good match!

Chen Xiuying and Wang-shi had tried to push her and her sister into this fire pit just to get benefits from the Liu family!

If they had really married into this family, they would have ended up working every day to help pay off his debt—without getting a single advantage in return!

When she got home, she would tell her parents—Chen Xiuying was nothing but a scheming woman!

Watching Yang Shuyu’s fleeing figure, Liu Muqiu stepped out from the corner by the doorway. Instead of entering the courtyard, she quietly backed away.

From inside the second courtyard, Xue Qinglian’s lazy voice drifted out. “You scared off another one. You’re really something—talking about working like a horse. The Yang family won’t have a peaceful life after this. Tsk, do Grandpa, Grandma, and your parents know just how wicked you are?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be in seclusion? Just go back to sleep and mind your own business, gossipmonger.” Liu Zhiqiu rolled his eyes, shut the door, and went back to sleep.

He was exhausted, okay?

Being watched like a prized pig every day was draining. If Xue Qinglian had to deal with it, he’d probably drug himself into stupidity by now.

Back in the inner courtyard, Liu Muqiu returned to her room, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared into space for a long while before finally getting up and heading out to find Liu Yusheng.

At that moment, Liu Yusheng was in her own room refining medicine.

The medicinal herbs in her storage space had piled up to the brim, so she was taking this opportunity to organize them. She wasn’t working on any rare or exotic pills this time—just experimenting with improving a formula to create a fast-acting hemostatic medicine.

This type of medicine would be extremely useful for people who frequently get injured.

Feng Qingbai lived in a world filled with assassinations and ambushes, and the shadow guards around him were constantly wounded. Preparing a supply of this medicine for him would be far more practical than relying on spiritual spring water.

Liu Muqiu didn’t interrupt her and simply sat quietly nearby, waiting until Liu Yusheng finished a section of her work before speaking up. “Nannan, can you… lend me some money?”

“Lend you money? What do you want to buy?” Liu Yusheng asked, then suddenly remembered—Liu Muqiu didn’t have any money of her own like she did from the distillery. “Oh, I forgot to tell you—if you ever need money, you can ask Grandpa and Grandma. Grandma has already prepared a dowry for you, and every month, the family can collect some pocket money from her.”

Liu Muqiu froze. “Prepared… a dowry for me?”

“Of course. You’re a daughter of the Liu family now, so naturally, you should have a dowry.”

The young girl’s response was so casual, yet Liu Muqiu felt as if something had struck her heart—hard. It didn’t hurt, but an overwhelming wave of emotion surged up, and she couldn’t hold back her tears.

She hadn’t realized just how much the Liu family truly cherished her, treating her just like Nannan and doting on her and protecting her.

It felt like she was being submerged in warm water—soothing, comforting, yet leaving her heart swollen with bittersweet emotions.

Hurriedly, she lowered her head, trying to hide the mist welling up in her eyes.

“Here, take this. Use it however you need. And don’t worry about borrowing or repaying—if you have it, great. If not, it doesn’t matter.”

A delicate little pouch suddenly appeared in front of her. Liu Muqiu stared at it in a daze, then slowly lifted her head—her reddened eyes completely exposed.

Liu Yusheng rubbed her forehead. “Why are you crying again? Are you made of water?”

“Tears don’t cost money.”

“…Pfft!”

Taking the pouch and holding it tightly in her hand, Liu Muqiu solemnly said, “Nannan, I’ll pay you back.”

“I know, I know. I’m not worried about you being a scammer.”

“Nannan, I also want to take a trip to the county to buy something.”

“Sure. We have a carriage at home. My brother can take you, or you can take Qian Wanjin’s carriage.” Liu Yusheng felt a little helpless. Liu Muqiu was being so cautious and meticulous, it was almost amusing.

“I… I’ll take Young Master Qian’s carriage.”

Liu Yusheng was slightly surprised and teased, “You don’t want my second brother to take you?”

“No. Nannan, don’t let him know. Keep it a secret, okay?”

“What exactly are you trying to do?”

“Just help me keep it a secret!” Little White Lotus stomped her foot, acting coquettishly.

Even Liu Yusheng, who was also a soft girl, couldn’t resist. She raised both hands in agreement. “I’ll definitely keep it a secret, I promise I won’t say a word.”

After changing into a new outfit, Liu Muqiu immediately headed out. When she returned, it was already evening. She got off the carriage and, while moving things into the inner courtyard, acted suspiciously. She called on Shi Xianrou for help, determined to keep things hidden from everyone.

When the items were finally moved into the room, Shi Xianrou and Liu Yusheng sat nearby, watching her fiddle with things. “Little White Lotus, what exactly are you up to? Sneaking around like this, buying so much fabric and needles—don’t tell me you’re planning to make a voodoo doll?”

Little White Lotus gave her a small, indignant glance. “What nonsense are you talking about? I’ve reformed! These are for embroidery.”

Liu Yusheng and Shi Xianrou couldn’t help but chuckle. Just seeing the embroidery frame made them guess what she was really doing. They were just teasing Little White Lotus for fun.

“If you want to embroider, then just do it. Why make it so secretive? Grandpa and Grandma won’t stop you.”

“It’s not that I’m afraid of Grandpa and Grandma stopping me. It’s just that the project isn’t finished yet, and if I mess it up later, it’ll be really embarrassing…”

“…”

Once Liu Muqiu quickly set up the embroidery frame and attached the cloth, Liu Yusheng and Shi Xianrou finally showed their real surprise.

“My goodness… Little White Lotus, what exactly are you planning to embroider? Such a large piece of fabric—this is for a big screen, isn’t it?” Shi Xianrou exclaimed in awe.

The woman threaded the needle, swiftly trying a few stitches to get a feel for it, then nodded. “Yes, I want to make an embroidered screen, but it can also be used as a wall hanging.”

This way, she could make more money.