When Lucy walked downstairs with a square wooden box in her arms, opened it in front of them, and took out a thin notebook and placed it on the coffee table.

Li Jiashu's mother put down the teacup, picked up the notebook, opened a few pages, took out the IOU sandwiched inside, and threw the open notebook at Lin Jin's feet with such a look: "Lin Jin'er was so aggressive and arrogant just now, I thought that our family Jiashu owed her millions!" I didn't expect it to be just 2,000 yuan! Tsk, is it worth your anxiety for this little money? ”

"Jin'er, you too, we have known Jiashu for more than ten years, how can you even care so much about a few thousand yuan, if you are so short of money, I can lend it to you." Lin Manman pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of concern for Lin Jin'er.

Li Jiashu's mother was arrogant, opened her wallet and threw a stack of RMB at Lin Jin'er's feet: "This is two thousand five, don't look for it, the extra money will be regarded as the breakup fee given to you by my son!" ”

Lin Jin'er looked at the RMB flying in front of her and smiled slightly: "Lucy, you don't seem to have something to take out!" ”

Li Jiashu's mother's body was shocked, but she didn't expect Lin Jin'er to have a follow-up move.

She looked at Li Jiashu beside her and found that his face was also extremely ugly.

Lucy laboriously pulled out the contents of the box under the notebook, and took out a huge stack of paper and placed it on the coffee table in front of them.

Because the paper was too heavy, Lucy moved her sore wrist a little after putting it down.

Li Jiashu's mother saw the stack of IOUs in front of her, her eyes were about to widen, and her voice was shrill and thin: "Impossible!" It can't be all my son's bill, you must be lying! ”

Seeing that Li Jiashu's mother didn't believe it, Lin Jin'er took out a few notes from the pile, cleared her throat and said: "Today, due to my Li Jiashu's personal financial constraints, I borrowed 8,500 yuan from Lin Jin'er, and the loan date was October 1, 2013. ”

After reading it, she paused slightly, and after showing the signature on the IOU to Li Jiashu's mother, she continued to read the next one: "On March 5, 2015, I, Li Jiashu, borrowed 12,000 yuan from Lin Jiner to study Zhang Zeyi's advanced color application class in oil painting.

On August 1, 2016, I, Li Jiashu, borrowed 3,000 yuan from Lin Jin'er for ......"

"Enough! That's enough! That's enough! Shut up! Before Lin Jin'er could finish reading the third IOU, a steaming glass of water smashed straight at her.

Lin Jin'er dodged in time, and the water cup didn't hit her, but a few drops of hot water popping out of the cup still burned her skin.

Li Jiashu stared at Lin Jin'er with red eyes, and his originally delicate face became distorted because of extreme anger.

The smile on the corner of Lin Jin'er's lips did not change: "Also, there are too many bills here and too thick, I read it alone, I should read it until one day!" Lucy, call a few smart servants to count how much money is in this bill, so that it is convenient for Aunt Li to pay off her debts for her son! ”

"Yes, Second Miss!" Lucy stepped forward to settle the bill on the low table.

Half an hour later.

"Second Miss, the money has been calculated, Li Jiashu owes Miss Two a total of 197,362 yuan." Lucy walked up to Lin Jin'er and spoke.

Hearing this figure, Lin Jin'er was not surprised, for most people, the word art is equivalent to a banknote incinerator, and the process of learning and painting oil painting is even more expensive.