The first thing Soong Chuyi did after work in the morning was to make up the passbook. It was a good rule that banks did not accept relatives to withdraw money from them. Soong Chuyi had been saving this money ever since she graduated, and she spent every year counting it. Although it was not enough for a down payment, it was enough for her to take back to the countryside for her retirement.

But the money was hot to keep, and now that she had a home she couldn't go home, so she'd have to talk to the owner and ask for a refund.

Soong Chuyi spent the entire afternoon packing up the usable furniture and finding a new place to stay before moving.

One of her colleagues had heard that Soong Chuyi wanted to move, and she happened to be thinking the same thing. The two of them discussed renting a place in the city. It was close to the studio, so they could save a lot of car fares. In the winter, when it was cold, they could sleep more under the covers. Soong Chuyi was a little tempted, so she asked her colleague to help her find one first.

With hope for a better future, Soong Chuyi went back to her work, but when trouble came knocking on her door again, the owner suddenly called and asked her to come over.

Soong Chuyi found out from the phone that Soong's mother had sent someone to Soong Chuyi's rented house to cause trouble, probably because she saw how difficult it was to deal with her. Those people knocked on the door according to the three meals, and even kicked and called for people. Soong Chuyi was not there, and the neighbors were deeply affected. The owner had no choice but to call Soong Chuyi back to resolve the matter.

Soong Chuyi took a leave of absence and hurried over. Before the troublemakers could leave, they blocked the door and shouted loudly that they wanted to see Soong Chuyi. They refused to leave until they saw her.

The security in this area was not that strict. It was all private property of the owners, and Soong Chuyi couldn't find the property management or security guards even if she wanted to.

When the owner saw Soong Chuyi, a smile finally appeared on his worried face. "Xiao Song, these people have to see you. I can't help it."

"Aunt Zong, don't worry. I'll take care of this." Soong Chuyi nodded apologetically and turned to the troublemaker.

"I am Soong Chuyi. Why are you looking for me?"

A strong-looking man said, "Your family owes money. You are late. Hurry up and pay it back!"

Soong Chuyi frowned and thought of her stepfather. Ever since he had gone bankrupt, he had become a jobless nomad.

Besides, her stepfather was a little addicted to gambling, and perhaps that was why he owed money. Soong Chuyi didn't want to get into trouble, so she said to the debt collector coldly.

"I've never borrowed it. If you have an IOU, you can ask whoever lent it to you. It has nothing to do with me."

The man waved his hand and a person behind him took out a piece of paper. He took it and opened it, "Soong Chuyi, it's you."

With that, he handed the IOU to Soong Chuyi.

It was printed in black on the white paper, and there was a red handprint at the end of the signature. What made Soong Chuyi feel pain was that the borrower had used a copy of her ID card.

Soong Chuyi didn't even know how Soong's mother had gotten her ID card. What made her even more shaky was the amount of money she had borrowed. Even if she killed her, she wouldn't be able to take it out.

The principal was eight hundred thousand yuan, and if she overdue it, there would be tens of thousands of interest. This was a loan shark!

"I'm not related to Zhou Yong by blood, and I don't have any obligation to pay him back. You should ask him for the money." Soong Chuyi tried her best to resist the urge to tremble as she tried to escape.