This time, Ning's mother and Zhao Xueqin had an unprecedented spiritual connection.

The two of them glanced at each other, then, with their noses in the air, they snorted loudly and turned their heads away, refusing to look at each other.

At this moment, Ning Fei's eyes were dark and swollen like panda eyes from gambling all night.

During the first half of last night, Ning Fei got carried away with the gambling and won a maximum of over 100 yuan. That's enough money for him to gamble here many times over.

However, this is still less than the amount he initially invested.

Therefore, Ning Fei thought to himself that he must take advantage of his good luck today and win back all the money he had lost before.

Unfortunately, dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Starting in the latter half of the night, Ning Fei's luck suddenly turned bad.

He watched helplessly as all the money he had won was lost, bit by bit, and he also lost a significant portion of the initial capital he had brought with him.

How could Ning Fei accept this?

If, in the beginning, he wanted to win back everything he had lost before.

Later on, the mindset was simply to win back what we had just won.

When my initial investment started to drop, I just wanted to win it all back.

The more you think like this, the worse you'll lose later.

By daybreak, Ning Fei had not only gambled away all the money he had swindled from his elder brother Ning An, but he had also borrowed a considerable amount of money from others.

This money wasn't lent to Ning Fei for nothing; every penny was subject to interest.

He came in all high and mighty yesterday, but now he's drowning in debt and looks completely wilted, like he's been hit by frost.

"Brother Fei, take care! Don't forget to pay back the money you borrowed when you're rich!"

Ning Fei was completely stunned when he thought about the amount of the IOU written on the bright red handprint he had pressed.

Mingming left his older brother's house yesterday with 300 yuan in his pocket!

But now, he has signed an IOU for 1,000 yuan, with interest included.

The broken wooden door slammed shut behind him, making Ning Fei tremble with fear.

With so much money, how is he going to pay it back?

And what about his mother-in-law? If he doesn't give her a single penny, wouldn't he be torn to pieces by the Zhao family?

The thought of this possibility made Ning Fei want to bury his head in the ground and pretend that he knew nothing and that nothing had happened.

Ning Fei hung his head dejectedly and slowly walked home step by step.

Along the way, he racked his brains trying to figure out how to get that thousand yuan plus interest.

After much thought, Ning Fei realized that he couldn't find a better solution than borrowing from his older brother.

Once the thought came to mind, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

Ning Fei made a firm decision, turned around, and instead of heading home, he turned and walked directly towards his older brother's house.

However, as soon as I arrived at my older brother's house, I heard a loud commotion inside.

Ning Fei didn't think much of it, assuming that his sister-in-law had returned, probably because the matter of his brother borrowing 300 yuan from him yesterday had come to light.

Thinking of this, his eyes darted around rapidly, and he raised one foot, wondering whether he should step over the threshold of the gate.

However, before he could figure it out, the door, which had been slightly ajar, creaked open.

The person inside came face to face with Ning Fei, who was startled. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was his nephew Ning Chao and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.