The Lin Yang family walked out of the Maritime Safety Administration with gloomy faces.

"Son, how about we tell Zhao Di's parents about this now? Daughters' debts are repaid by fathers. Zhao Di initially patted her chest and said that she would pay the mortgage for this house. If she really dies, this debt will be transferred to her parents, and they will have to pay it."

Lin Yang gave a wry smile. He wasn't as naive as his mother.

This house was jointly owned by him and Zhao Di. Even if something happened to Zhao Di, he would be the one to pay the remaining loan. Zhao Di's parents wouldn't pay for him. If they found out that Zhao Di had an accident, and Zhao Di had been making the payments all along, those two old folks might even fight for the house. After all, Zhao Di said that the two of them had always favored sons over daughters, and Zhao Di had been fed up with being a "support-her-brother demon" (fúdì mó) for many years, which was why she hadn't contacted her family. Even their marriage was decided entirely by her, and she didn't even invite her parents from her hometown.

It was also thanks to Zhao Di's determination to ignore her parents that he didn't have to come up with a million yuan in bride price to marry her.

Thinking of those things, Lin Yang said impatiently, "Forget about her parents. Don't mention it for now, lest we invite trouble."

Lin's father also agreed with his son, but they were both from the countryside and only had very low pension insurance each month. They used to rely on their son to give them two thousand yuan for living expenses every month. Now, if his son's money was all used to repay the loan, would he still have money for them in the future?

Lin Yang was a salesman in a car 4S store. He could earn a little over ten thousand yuan in a good month, but it wouldn't be surprising if he only earned three thousand in a bad month. Nowadays, cars weren't selling well, and earning five or six thousand yuan a month was already considered good.

Before, when Zhao Di was doing live streams, she took care of the mortgage and most of the expenses at home. He only needed to do more housework and care for her more. Basically, he didn't need to spend any money. He gave his parents two thousand yuan each month and could still spend two or three thousand himself. It was simply wonderful.

Now that all the burden was on his shoulders, he felt agitated when he thought about the million-yuan loan and the 30-year repayment period.

He was already thirty years old, and he would be sixty when he finished paying off the loan. He didn't want to be stuck in a house like this for the rest of his life, but he didn't have the ability to earn more money, so he was just filled with impotent rage.

At this moment, he really regretted not letting Zhao Di buy life insurance. Zhao Di had mentioned buying insurance to him, but he always felt that insurance was a scam. Besides, Zhao Di was doing live streams at home every day, so what danger could she be in? Therefore, he felt that spending tens of thousands of yuan a year on insurance was a waste of money. He couldn't think of anything worse to spend it on.

But now, he was full of regret. If he had bought it back then, he would have received millions in compensation, which would have allowed him to not only pay off the loan but also have a lot left over, enough for him to live comfortably for the next thirty years.

Seeing her son's gloomy face, Lin's mother continued to offer ideas, "Son, why don't we sell the house? Then we won't have to bear the loan. We can use the money from the sale to marry you another wife."

"It's not easy to sell." Lin Yang still frowned. The suicide incident in the community had caused the house prices to drop a lot. They had bought it when the prices were high, and now, they didn't know if they could even break even. Besides, his house had a view of the crime scene at the time, making it even harder to sell.

Lin's father was also reluctant to sell the house. Living in this community was much more comfortable than living in the village. The community not only had fitness equipment, but also young women and wives dancing in the square every night. Every time he sat next to them, it was like watching a live girl group performance. Who could give him such a good show every day back in the village?

Of course, Lin Yang's father only dared to think about this in his heart, and didn't dare to say it out loud.

Lin's mother thought that her son was reluctant to sell the house. Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly clapped her hands, "Isn't your ex-girlfriend still unmarried?"

Lin Yang was stunned, wondering why his mother brought up Jia Wenjun again.

"Probably... not yet."

Lin's mother beamed with joy, "I think she must still be thinking about you, otherwise, why would she continue living in the same community as you and not look for someone for so long?"

"Mom, why are you saying this?" Lin Yang said impatiently.

"Why can't you figure it out? She's at this age, so it must be hard for her to get married. If you're willing to marry her, she'll be grateful. Doesn't she have an apartment in the community? You can tell her that you're willing to marry her, but she has to sell her apartment, and you'll use the money to pay off the loan for your house. That way, wouldn't you have both a wife and a loan covered?"

"I think your mother's idea is good." They had also met Jia Wenjun's parents at the Maritime Safety Administration, and their clothes and appearance suggested that they were definitely not poor.

After listening to his parents' words, Lin Yang felt that this idea was actually quite good. It was a win-win situation. Not only would the house be saved, but they would also have someone to serve them in the future. Most importantly, Jia Wenjun could also earn money, although not as much as Zhao Di, but her family didn't lack money. Besides, she was the only daughter in her family, so wouldn't her parents' money eventually belong to him, the Lin family?

With this thought in mind, the family's minds became active.

But thinking about the things that Zhao Di had said to provoke Jia Wenjun before, Lin Yang felt a little embarrassed, "Can she really come back to me?"

Lin's father also offered advice, "Women just need to be coaxed. Sweet talk never fails. Be sweeter and buy her some flowers. I think it'll be about right."

Lin's mother's mysterious confidence made her voice a few degrees higher, "Buy what flowers, what a waste of money! With just your face, you could easily find someone in their early twenties. Now that you're finding this old girl who's almost thirty, how could Jia Wenjun not be willing? I'm telling you, you just ignored her before. Now, as long as you beckon to her, I guarantee she'll come crawling back."

"The beads of your wishful thinking are popping onto my face." Father Jia's voice was cold and angry.

He could only blame himself for protecting his daughter too well in those years and not teaching her to recognize people, so she was deceived by a man like Lin Yang for so many years.

Fortunately, they didn't get married in the end. He didn't expect that even now, this family of three was still thinking wishfully. They were simply treating his daughter as a silly, fat sheep to be summoned and dismissed at will. How could he tolerate it?

Mother Jia was also very angry, "I'm telling you, my Wenjun would rather stay single for the rest of her life than marry your Lin Yang. Give up that idea!"

Lin Yang hadn't been paying attention to his surroundings when he was talking to his parents. He didn't expect that his words would be heard by Jia Wenjun's parents.

His face was a little embarrassed, and he wanted to explain, "Uncle and Aunt, listen to me."

Father Jia interrupted him, "We don't know you, and we're not your uncle and aunt. If you still have any shame, don't show your face in front of us again."

Lin's mother couldn't bear to see her son suffer a loss, so she jumped out directly, "You're the ones who are shameless, and your daughter is even more shameless. You broke up, but you still don't know to move out, using work as an excuse to pester my son every day. It's a pity, even if she offers herself, my son doesn't care. We played with her for so many years, and my son has had enough."

"Mom!" Even Lin Yang felt that this was too much.

At this time, Father Jia and Mother Jia were so angry that they couldn't speak. Mother Jia was clutching her chest, her face pale.

Just as Mother Jia was about to fall, a strong arm supported her in time.

Father Jia looked gratefully at Wu Peng, who had also come out at some point. He was also so angry that he couldn't stand steady. If it weren't for Wu Peng, he and his wife would have been angered to the ground by this shameless family today.