Bus > Urban Romance > Tyrant's Love > Chapter 14: Not Returning Home at Midnight

  "Meng Jun! Meng Jun! Slow down!" Du Mingfeng shouted from behind, now the Meng Jun in his eyes seemed a bit neurotic, which gave him a very frightening feeling.

  "Can't you just calm down? We can definitely find a solution, I can work overtime and do part-time jobs too. Our family still has some savings that we can use for this, paying the first ten thousand yuan is not a problem." Du Mingfeng quickly took a few steps to catch up with Meng Jun, tightly embracing her in his arms, as if he would let go of her the next second, she would suddenly disappear. The ominous feeling of possibly losing Meng Jun became strong again.

  "Mingfeng brother, let go, release me, okay?" Mengjun struggled desperately to break free from his embrace.

  "Why? Meng Jun, I'm your fiancé! Something big has happened and you won't let me help you by your side, who else can you rely on?" Du Mingfeng's heart became even more fearful.

  "Mingfeng, precisely because you are my fiancé, I also understand the situation in your family. That's why I even more cannot drag you down. Your aunt has been ill for a long time, and your family is already struggling to make ends meet, with debts piling up. How could I possibly add another burden on top of that? At this moment, Mengjun spoke very calmly and frankly. A beam of light was shining directly on her face, casting a soft glow that gave her an air of mystery and beauty, making her look like a goddess. In an instant, it widened the distance between the two people, leaving Dumingfeng standing there in stunned silence."

  Meng Jun said that he is not capable of doing so. In fact, the 30,000 yuan he had saved was spent long ago. This was a piece of news Meng Jun unintentionally overheard from his father Zhuo Fanrong and Du Mingfeng's father Du Shan's conversation.

  For years, the heavy family burden weighed on Du Shan's shoulders, and he couldn't lift his head. One careless thought led him to play a hand-colored lottery, and he initially won several thousand yuan, making him foolishly think that maybe he could make some extra money through this channel. However, what followed was a complete loss. Not only did he lose all his savings, but he also owed over 50,000 yuan. Du Shan sought advice from Zhuo Fanrong, and he decided to use the money his son had first, and then Zhuo Fanrong lent him another 20,000 yuan. This matter was kept secret from Du Mingfeng for fear of hurting him. Meng Jun still remembered how Uncle Du cried with tears streaming down his face, feeling that he had wronged his son, who had already sacrificed too much for the family, and yet he had foolishly spent the money his son had saved for his wedding.

  At that time, Meng Jun secretly made up her mind that after she was admitted to university, she would work hard and study diligently to help the Du family. So when Du Mingfeng mentioned it just now, she felt heartbroken, how could she bear to reopen the wound on Uncle Du's forehead again?

  She has always been a tenacious girl, gentle on the outside and strong on the inside. When disaster struck, she almost fainted, which is only human, after all, she was not yet eighteen years old. But once she came to her senses, her extraordinary resilience stood out. Although Meng Jun did not have a clear direction on how to raise funds for his father's medical expenses, one thing was certain: no matter how difficult it was, he would never use a single penny of the Du family's money.

  "Meng Jun..." Du Mingfeng wanted to say something more, but he felt that there was really nothing left to say. He could only watch as Meng Jun walked further and further away, his heart sinking heavily at the same time. This was Du Mingfeng's weak point - as a man, when faced with a major setback, he couldn't find a practical solution, and had no choice but to admit that this was also his sorrow. This was not unrelated to his eventual complete loss of Meng Jun.

  The streets were empty at midnight, and Meng Jun mechanically moved her feet, not even knowing the way home. At this time, the phone rang, and in the quiet of the night, the ringtone was particularly jarring. Meng Jun numbly took out the phone, what could be more frightening than the news that her father had been in a car accident? Perhaps it was because she owed too much, but now she could face everything calmly.

  "Sister, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?" The anxious voice of her younger sister Mengyun came from the other end of the phone.

  "Who's home? Are you and Mengsuo the only ones at home? Where's mom?" Mengjun Gang detected something unusual from his sister's voice. If their stepmother was at home, his sister wouldn't have made such an anxious phone call. Their stepmother would be delighted if she never came back home, hadn't she had countless arguments with their father over her university tuition fees?

  "No! Mom hasn't come back yet. It's just me and little brother at home, we're both scared to death, sister please come back quickly!" Mengyun was about to cry out loud.

  "Wait! My sister will be right back!" Meng Jun put down the phone and anxiously looked around, luckily a taxi was just driving by, she quickly hailed it.

  "Sister, you're finally back!" Meng Jun had just entered the door when Meng Yun threw herself into her arms.

  "Where's mom?" Meng Jun hastily hugged her sister and patted her back comfortingly. It was already so late, but Chen Lan Zhi still hadn't returned. In the past few days, she had been playing mahjong outside until very late at night before coming back, but today it was already deep into the night and she still hadn't returned, it was really too unreasonable!