"I'll give you ten minutes. If you have something to say, say it quickly." The other party said fiercely.

Zhou Qian looked around and found a relatively bright place. The two of them stood there and no one spoke for a while.

"Xiao Qian, why are you here? Who brought you here?" Finally, it was Zhou Zhicheng who broke the silence.

"Why am I here?" Zhou Qian said in a cold tone.

Zhou Zhicheng suddenly fell to his knees, slapping himself in the face and crying bitterly, "I'm sorry, I'm not a human being, I deserve to die, I can't face you."

Zhou Qian looked at him coldly. In the past, she would feel ironic when facing such a scene, but now she didn't even want to give him a sneer.

"Did you really lose that five million in gambling?"

Zhou Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed her trouser leg excitedly and shook his head desperately to deny it:

"No, I didn't lose that much money. They forced me to gamble. They set me up to lose and forced me to sign a loan agreement. If I didn't sign, they would chop off my hands. I was forced into it."

Even at this point, Zhou Zhicheng still refused to admit that it was his fault and always blamed others.

Zhou Qian angrily kicked him away. "If you didn't gamble, would they have the chance to set a trap for you? If you didn't gamble, would they have the chance to chop off your hands? Would they have the chance to force you to sign a loan agreement?"

Zhou Zhicheng was speechless by her aggressive questioning. He collapsed on the ground and sobbed, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Zhou Qian took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly, "This is the last time."

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Zhicheng suddenly raised his head and looked at her.