"Is that true?" Yao Zhiwan asked with a smile. "My husband always keeps his word, so it must be true. When do you intend to pay it back?"
Wen Yi looked slightly annoyed. "Why are you being so pedantic? I'll pay you back in a few days."
"With those words, I am reassured." Yao Zhiwan produced a pre-written IOU and gave a command toward the outside. Her eldest son, who was on horseback, quickly handed in a pen dipped in ink through the small carriage window.
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