You Were Made to Be Cannon Fodder, but Ended Up a Winner in Life?

Chapter 19: Humble Love 19:

“Give me 10,000 yuan so I can book the rooms for you.”

The rickshaw stopped in front of the hotel, and Zhang Ya jumped off, immediately extending her hand to Wang Fengxia for money.

“I don’t have any money!”

Hearing Zhang Ya ask for money again, Wang Fengxia instantly became furious.

“Your father, brother, and I traveled all the way from home to see you, and you expect me to pay? Also, I just sent you 10,000 yuan a few days ago—where is that money?”

Wang Fengxia glared, clutching her handbag tightly.

“Sis, why are we even wasting money on a hotel? We can just stay at your place.”

Zhang Xiaobao’s eyes glimmered as he spoke, his voice filled with greed and desire.

He had seen pictures of the house from Zhang Ya’s social media.

An 180-square-meter luxury flat with four bedrooms and two living rooms, in an excellent location.

It was worth tens of millions on the market.

He wanted that house!

“Your brother is right. Why waste money on a hotel when we can stay at your place?”

Wang Fengxia chimed in. Truthfully, she would have liked to stay in a hotel since she’d never experienced it before. But there was no way she would pay for it herself.

“… “

Zhang Ya’s face darkened. If she could return to the house, she would have already done so.

But now, she couldn’t even enter the complex.

“My place isn’t convenient right now. You’ll have to stay in a hotel for the next few days. Now, give me the money.”

Zhang Ya gritted her teeth, struggling to contain her anger.

“What do you mean it’s not convenient? We’re going to your place! Your brother already told me your house is huge—more than enough room for all of us.”

Wang Fengxia clutched her bag tighter, determined not to give up a cent.

“I said it’s not convenient! Are you giving me the money or not?!”

Zhang Ya clenched her fists. If she weren’t completely broke, she would have walked away by now.

She had been sending money home for years.

Yet here she was, struggling just to get 10,000 yuan.

“Tell me why it’s inconvenient. If you don’t explain, I’m not giving you a cent!”

Wang Fengxia’s voice rose.

“I had an argument with Chen Nuo. We’re giving each other space right now, so I can’t stay at the house.”

Zhang Ya’s frustration boiled over, but she kept most of the truth hidden.

She didn’t mention that Chen Nuo had clearly broken up with her or that she couldn’t even enter the complex anymore.

“What?! That fool dared to argue with you?”

“How dare he!”

Wang Fengxia’s rage flared, and Zhang Laohan’s face darkened with anger.

“Call that fool over right now. I want to ask him if he still plans on marrying you!”

Both of their faces were furious. To them, Chen Nuo had always been submissive around their daughter.

How could he dare to argue?

It was unacceptable!

“Sis, that fool actually argued with you?”

Zhang Xiaobao wasn’t angry, just shocked.

He knew how much Chen Nuo adored his sister.

To be honest, Zhang Xiaobao looked down on Chen Nuo.

If he were Chen Nuo, he’d never choose someone like Zhang Ya.

“Enough, I can handle it.”

Zhang Ya frowned, and although Wang Fengxia and Zhang Laohan were still upset, they didn’t dwell on it.

In their minds, Chen Nuo would definitely apologize soon.

“Don’t give in so easily. Make him learn a lesson. If you forgive him too quickly, he’ll never respect you.”

Wang Fengxia advised sternly.

“Your mother’s right.”

Zhang Laohan nodded in agreement.

“I get it. Now give me the money—I’ll need to stay in the hotel too.”

Zhang Ya’s irritation was palpable.

“Yes, you should cool off there. But what happened to 10,000 yuan I sent you recently? Use that money.”

Wang Fengxia still resisted giving more money, which made Zhang Ya’s expression even more sour.

“Mom, just give her the money.”

Zhang Xiaobao noticed Zhang Ya’s darkening face and quickly nudged Wang Fengxia, shooting her a warning look.

“I’ll give it to you, but you have to pay it back. This money is for your brother’s wedding, and 10,000 yuan from before too—you need to return it after you reconcile with that fool.”

Under her son’s warning gaze, Wang Fengxia reluctantly agreed but grumbled the entire time.

“Mom, why are you talking nonsense? We’re family—there’s no need to talk about paying it back.”

Zhang Xiaobao intervened, smoothing things over.

“Sis, don’t be mad. Mom’s just like that.”

Zhang Ya said nothing, snatching the money from Wang Fengxia and heading straight into the hotel.

About 10 minutes later, she had booked the rooms.

Two standard rooms and one luxury room.

“These are your rooms. It’s late, so take a shower and get some rest.”

With that, Zhang Ya turned to head toward her luxury room.

“Wait, sis. Dad has something to tell you.”

Zhang Xiaobao grabbed Zhang Ya’s arm.

Seeing the grime under his fingernails, Zhang Ya wrinkled her nose in visible disgust and stepped back.

A flash of resentment crossed Zhang Xiaobao’s face but quickly faded.

“Speak, what is it?”

Zhang Ya turned to look at Zhang Laohan.

“It’s nothing major. We just wanted to tell you that we’ve decided not to return to the village. We sold the house and plan to settle here in the city.”

Zhang Laohan lit a cigarette, speaking through a haze of smoke.

“What?!”

Zhang Ya’s expression turned dark.

“Who told you to sell the house? Did you even consult me first?”

She was furious.