He handed the letter of apology to a police officer and left in a hurry.

Qin Huairu waited for a long time before finally seeing Jia Dongxu being released.

"Dongxu, you finally came out."

Qin Huairu's tears suddenly fell.

"Why are you alone?"

Jia Dongxu glanced at Qin Huairu with some dissatisfaction.

"Where's Uncle Yi?"

"Uncle Yi, Uncle Yi..."

Qin Huairu told Jia Dongxu everything in tears.

"What? Uncle Yi actually wants us to mortgage our house to him?"

Jia Dongxu looked incredulous.

"Qin Huairu, are you lying to me?"

Yi Zhonghai is his master.

Be so nice to him.

Why would you want their house?

"Dongxu, how could I lie to you?"

"Auntie Yi told me this herself."

"The mortgage agreement was drafted by Uncle San."

"This one is ours, and they have another one."

Qin Huairu showed Jia Dongxu the mortgage agreement in her arms.

"Yi Zhonghai is a hypocrite."

Jia Dongxu's face was gloomy.

The Jia family used to be poor.

It was his father who worked hard from dawn to dusk and finally earned this house for the family.

She always cares about him.

It turns out that my heart is so dark.

Even his house was swindled away.

Although they are still allowed to live in the house as before.

But can it be the same?

If one day he had a falling out with Yi Zhonghai and Yi Zhonghai told him to get out, he would have to sleep on the streets.

"Hey, why are you still sitting there?"

"Hurry up, come and help me."

Jia Zhang also walked out holding on to the wall.

She had been frightened these past two days, and not only had she lost a lot of weight, but her legs were also weak and she couldn't even walk steadily.

Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu helped Jia Zhang up from both sides.