After receiving the money, Qin Huairu's face instantly became ecstatic. She tightly grasped the banknotes in her hand, secretly calculating that she still needed 320 yuan. Her eyes flickered, and suddenly, a cunning idea flashed through her mind. She turned to Wang Haoran and whispered, "Wang Haoran, how about this, we will give you 180 yuan first, and we will return the rest to you as soon as possible."

Wang Haoran raised his lips slightly and sneered. He stared at Qin Huairu with a smile and replied jokingly, "Qin Huairu, you have a very clever plan! You don't want to pay a penny, but you want to get a letter of forgiveness? Do you think I'm stupid? Don't talk nonsense to me. Five hundred yuan is five hundred yuan. One cent less is not worth it."

Wang Haoran's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Qin Huairu's fantasy. Her face flushed red, and she was speechless for a moment. At this time, Wang Haoran's eyes swept over Jia Dongxu hiding in the corner, and he laughed wildly, and then mocked: "Jia Dongxu, you are so cowardly! Let Qin Huairu come out to take care of it alone, are you still a man in the city? I think you are just a woman! Either you hide behind your wife, or you hide behind your mother, are you a child who has not been weaned?"

Jia Dongxu was also choked by Wang Haoran's words and blushed, feeling extremely embarrassed and humiliated. Jia Dongxu's face became redder and redder, and he glared at Wang Haoran and shouted, "Wang Haoran, don't talk nonsense! Am I not trying to find a solution?" His voice was full of anger, as if he wanted to release all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Then I want to ask you if you have thought about it. Don't waste my time. I have to go to work tomorrow. If you are not in a hurry, then I am?" Wang Haoran said loudly.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jia Dongxu replied impatiently. He turned to look at the aunt next to him and said sincerely, "Auntie, can you lend me some money? I will definitely take good care of you and Uncle in the future and take care of you until the end of your life."

For so many years, having no children has always been an unspeakable pain in the hearts of Yi Zhonghai and Auntie. When Auntie heard Jia Dongxu mention the matter of old-age care, she couldn't help but be moved. However, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Dongxu, how much can you give out now? You can't be pennyless!"

Jia Dongxu felt a little embarrassed when asked by the auntie. He scratched his head and was embarrassed to not give a cent. Then he said, "Auntie, I can only give you 100 yuan now."

"Okay, that's it! The remaining two hundred and twenty yuan can be regarded as a loan from me to you on behalf of your master." The aunt said cheerfully. After that, she began to search her pockets, and after a lot of effort, she managed to collect a full five hundred yuan.

Qin Huairu tightly grasped the heavy 500 yuan in her hand, feeling very relieved. But when she thought that she would soon give the money to Wang Haoran, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. In Qin Huairu's mind, as long as the money was in her hands, it belonged to her. Since she borrowed it with her own ability, why should she return it?

Then Qin Huairu held the other end of the money with one hand and handed it out. Wang Haoran felt the other end of the money being pulled tightly, and frowned immediately. Seeing that Qin Huairu was going to use the same trick again, Wang Haoran shouted: "Qin Huairu, since you are unwilling to give me the money, I don't want it anymore, so let Jia Zhang be locked up in there."

After saying that, Wang Haoran was about to turn around and leave, but Jia Dongxu had been eagerly hoping that this farce would end soon. However, at the last moment, Qin Huairu made trouble, and he was immediately furious. He could no longer suppress his anger, and rushed forward, raised his hand and slapped Qin Huairu, and yelled at her: "What the hell are you doing, you bitch? Hurry up and give him the money!"

Qin Huairu was stunned by this sudden slap, and felt a burning pain on her face. Tears instantly blurred her eyes. She felt very wronged, sobbing while handing the money to Wang Haoran tremblingly.

Seeing Wang Haoran successfully get the money, Jia Dongxu finally felt relieved. He hurriedly said loudly: "Wang Haoran, the money has been given to you. Let He Yushui write a letter of understanding!"

However, Wang Haoran did not do as he wished, but responded calmly: "Don't be anxious, write a receipt first. I'm worried that after I give you the money this time, you will turn around and sue me for extortion. Then I will have to go to court and be put in jail." After saying that, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he was suddenly startled. He had originally thought so too, but now that Wang Haoran had seen through him, he could only look at Wang Haoran angrily.

Hearing that he had to sign again, Yan Bugui in the crowd suddenly became alert. He had just taken two yuan, and this time he would get two more yuan, which was equivalent to his salary for four or five days. Yan Bugui said to Wang Haoran with a wry smile: "Wang Haoran, do you think I need to pay for the writing..."

"Stop, Third Uncle, I won't bother you with this. I'll do it myself." Before Yan Bugui could finish his words, Wang Haoran interrupted him and said with a smile.

"Well... okay then!" Upon hearing that he didn't have to polish his writing himself, Yan Bugui looked regretful.

Wang Haoran then quickly wrote a note and said to Jia Dongxu, "Come on! It's your turn."

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Jia Dongxu knew that he had no other choice. He suppressed his anger, bit his toothpick, wrote his name, and pressed his fingerprint. Then, he stared at Wang Haoran with malicious and resentful eyes, and said in a stiff tone: "This is okay now! Let He Yushui write a letter of understanding immediately!"

Wang Haoran saw that all the formalities had been completed, so he stopped delaying and asked He Yushui to write a letter of apology. After He Yushui finished the letter of apology, Wang Haoran handed over 500 yuan to He Yushui without saying anything, and said, "Take it! This is the reward you deserve, but you should also thank Jia Zhangshi. If it weren't for her, who would be so generous to give you 500 yuan?"

Seeing Wang Haoran hand over 500 yuan to He Yushui without hesitation, the people in the yard could not help but exclaim in amazement. Adding the 180 yuan child support he had given to Sha Zhu before, Wang Haoran had actually paid 680 yuan to He Yushui.

Everyone admired Wang Haoran's generosity. After all, in today's society, who would be so kind to a person who is not related to them by blood? In contrast, everyone despised Sha Zhu because even Sha Zhu treated his own sister He Yushui so badly. By making a sharp contrast between Wang Haoran and Sha Zhu, everyone became more disdainful of Sha Zhu's behavior.

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