Her voice trembled involuntarily................That day, having no more money to cover the medical bills, she had no choice but to take Xiao Cheng home, whose body had not yet fully recovered.

Yet, the gate to the courtyard stood wide open! A massive truck was parked right by the front door, and five or six people were bustling in and out, hauling things from the house—the television, the refrigerator, the washing machine—anything of even slight value was being carried away. The ground in the yard was a total mess, strewn with what looked like items dropped, discarded as obstructions during their hurried loading. Photo frames, vases, Xiao Cheng’s yearbooks, award-winning artwork, books, and textbooks belonging to her and Xiao Cheng were scattered everywhere, trampled into shattered, soiled ruin! “What in the world are you doing?!” she yelled at the young men busy moving things, shock and fury mixing in her voice.

A flicker of panic seemed to cross the young men’s eyes; they exchanged glances. One of them, dark-skinned and possessing a faintly sinister air, glanced her way and retorted sharply, “Who are you?” “This is my house! Who let you break in?!” “Ha! Your house!” The dark-skinned youth sauntered toward her, a cold laugh escaping him. “The court long ago awarded this property to the O’s Group. Everything inside, all the assets, also belong to the O’s Group. We’re here today on behalf of the O’s Group to inventory the property! Damn it, you’re dirt poor, not a single valuable thing here!” The O’s Group... A blast sounded in her mind. Yes, while Xiao Cheng was hospitalized, she had received a court summons. The O’s Group was demanding repayment for the massive debt signed by Father Yin before his death—a sum originally approved by Ou Chen himself for their family to purchase this house.

Xiao Cheng had undergone several major surgeries following the car accident. The insurance payouts received by him and Mother Yin were nearly depleted, and their savings were nowhere near enough to cover that colossal figure.

Thus, the court ruled to freeze Father Yin’s accounts, ruled to transfer ownership of his house to the O’s Group as debt repayment, and ruled that she and Xiao Cheng must vacate the home within one month.

Meanwhile, the payments due to the hospital for the initial medical and inpatient fees were already overdue.

Although she had kept these grim realities from Xiao Cheng, the ailing boy seemed to sense something amiss.

Ignoring the doctors’ vehement objections, he insisted on refusing further hospitalization. And on the very day she was at her wit's end, secretly preparing to sell blood again to cover the fees, Xiao Cheng had somehow managed to complete the discharge procedures himself and was waiting for her return in the hospital lobby.

Perhaps losing the house was inevitable.

But for that person to press forward so ruthlessly... Looking at her home, now defaced beyond recognition, the anger and despair of fifteen years old overwhelmed her ability to restrain her emotions. She spoke coldly to the dark-skinned youth, “The deadline for moving out isn't until the end of the month; this is still our home right now! You have no right to touch anything here! Get out immediately and bring everything back, or I’m calling the police to have you arrested!” “Call the police?!” The dark-skinned youth suddenly lunged, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking hard. He snarled viciously, “You’ve got some nerve! Go ahead, call the police! See who dares arrest us! If the O’s Group stomps its foot, the entire precinct will shake in fear! Forget taking inventory a few days early; if I were to kill you right here, no one would dare say a word!!” The other young men immediately swarmed closer, engulfing the fragile girl within their circle.

“Blind, good-for-nothing brat!” A lewd hand shoved her roughly.

“Boss, give her a lesson! She’s soft-skinned and delicate, yet dares to yell at us!” Another hand violently shoved her, sending her stumbling directly in front of the dark-skinned youth.

Summer of Foam III