Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1220

Chapter 1220: Borrowing Money From Li Juan

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The officer looked up from his notepad, his tone clipped but resolute. "Mr. Chen, even if you hadn’t said anything, we would’ve pursued this matter to the end. We’re heading to the university now."

With that, he gestured to the two officers beside him, and all three climbed into the police vehicle, sirens off but tension thick in the air, heading straight for Imperial Capital University.

Inside the dormitories of the prestigious university—an architectural fusion of Ming Dynasty opulence and brutalist practicality—Tang Xue had been holed up for five days straight. She hadn’t stepped out of the dorm once, not even for a coffee run or bubble tea. When Li Juan asked her why she’d skipped class again, Tang Xue muttered something about not feeling well.

But Li Juan wasn’t convinced. She’d been roommates with Tang Xue long enough to know that the girl didn’t look the least bit sick. Her complexion was smooth, her makeup subtle but flawless, and her posture impeccable—hardly the image of someone convalescing in bed.

"Tang Xue, maybe it’s time you went back to class tomorrow," Li Juan suggested, her voice laced with concern. "You’ve missed so much already—what about your graduation?"

Something about Tang Xue’s behavior had been off lately. It wasn’t just the sudden reclusiveness or the five-day self-imposed quarantine. Not long ago, she’d been the star of their social circle, constantly flaunting her latest "side hustle"—selling imported goods, claiming she was raking in thousands. She’d basked in the envy and admiration of their classmates, who begged her to share her money-making secrets. Tang Xue had seemed to be on the brink of minor campus celebrity status.

And then—silence. No more product photos, no more money talk, no more exaggerated tales of profitable ventures. Just quiet.

Li Juan didn’t believe for a second that Tang Xue had suddenly chosen a life of humility. Something was definitely wrong. But instead of taking her concern as the genuine worry of a friend, Tang Xue gave her a chilly look, as though Li Juan’s concern stemmed from envy rather than care. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Tang Xue had always thought of Li Juan as a bit provincial—after all, she wasn’t a city girl. In Tang Xue’s mind, Li Juan was simply too rustic, too earnest, too limited to understand what it meant to rise above your station. So when Li Juan pushed her again to return to class, Tang Xue dismissed it as yet another attempt to pull her down.

But the truth was, Tang Xue was desperate. The loan sharks were calling, the goods she’d imported had been seized at the port, and her carefully built house of cards had crumbled overnight. She had no money. Not even enough to buy a bus ticket home. Hiding out in her dorm wasn’t a solution anymore.

So when Li Juan came to check on her again, Tang Xue’s eyes lit up—not with gratitude, but with calculation. If there was one thing she knew about Li Juan, it was that the girl was frugal, disciplined, and always had a little cash stashed away. Tang Xue decided to play the sympathy card.

"Li Juan," she said, her voice dropping into a trembling softness, "I’ve really been feeling unwell. I haven’t told anyone, but something happened at home... My dad—he was in a car accident. I need to go back, but I spent all my money on inventory. I don’t even have enough for a ticket."

Li Juan blinked, taken aback. "Your dad was in an accident? You didn’t mention anything about that before."

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