Chapter 64 Running away
A pair of eyes on the third floor silently watched the two of them.
A moment later, Duan Mingxiao got into Ji Ruhui's car and left the Duan family.
After getting off the bus, a dark blue wallet lay quietly on the seat, untouched by anyone.
The next day, very early in the morning.
Cong Chun went to the construction site where her uncle, Yi Longtian, works.
The scorching sun was overhead, its rays intense.
Cong Chun squinted, her gaze falling on the man in front of her. Yi Longtian still reeked of pungent smoke.
Yi Longtian pulled open his dark lips, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
"What, Xiaochun, you've figured it out again?"
"Your uncle will tell your aunt to treat you well tonight."
Cong Chun wrinkled his nose and didn't speak for a moment.
Some time ago, when Cong Chun went to the construction site to look for him, he unexpectedly discovered that his uncle Yi Longtian was getting very close to a woman at the construction site, and the two were behaving intimately.
Before long, the two began kissing in broad daylight.
Cong Chun stood outside the construction site's iron fence, frowning slightly, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
The next second, a bad thought flashed through Cong Chun's mind.
Cong Chun felt he had become a bad person, but he still took the photos.
Cong Chun opened the photo in front of the man, her tone indifferent.
"Uncle, does Aunt know about this?"
My aunt's name is Liu Hong. She is from a city next to Jinghai. She met my uncle Yi Longtian when she came to Jinghai to work.
Uncle Yi Longtian was not well-educated and did not go to school when he was young. He had four older sisters. In order for their younger brother to make something of himself, the family sold everything they owned to send him to work in the big city in his early years.
When the villagers talk about Yi Longtian, they always speak with envy.
They say Yi Longtian has made something of himself and is now a city dweller.
The couple had a son and a daughter, and their biggest wish was for their son, Yi Tianci, to be successful.
When Yi Longtian saw Cong Chun's actions, his face turned ashen, and he casually picked up a thick steel bar from the side.
"You damned bastard, how dare you threaten me?"
"I'll teach you a lesson for my older sister today."
The thick steel bars gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and when they were swung down, they brought with them a sharp gust of wind.
Yi Longtian works on construction sites year-round and is quite strong, with thick, muscular arms.
Cong Chun didn't dodge, and took a solid hit to his left arm. He bent over in pain, gritted his teeth, and quickly straightened up.
The boy swung his right fist and punched Yi Longtian in the face.
The fierce punch showed no mercy, causing Yi Longtian's face to contort in pain as he cried out. The next second, Cong Chun's movements were incredibly fast, grabbing the man's wrist and twisting it backward violently.
A moment later, a vicious elbow strike landed on Yi Longtian's abdomen, instantly raising a thick cloud of dust on the ground.
Cong Chun has never lost a fight.
Cong Chunlai had already thought it through before he came.
Whoever strikes first is in the wrong; he'll retaliate tenfold later, and he'll get his hands on Qian Congchun.
Finally, it was a fellow worker who arrived at the scene who called the police, and the two men were taken to the police station.
Cong Chun's left arm was covered in bruises, and after calming down, he felt waves of numb, tingling pain.
He also had quite a few scratches on his face, which looked rather frightening.
However, Yi Longtian was in an even worse state. His entire body was swollen like a pig's head, his face was asymmetrical, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
Cong Chun looked at him coldly.
“If you don’t give me the money, I’ll tell her.”
It goes without saying who the "she" Cong Chun was referring to was.
Yi Longtian, standing to the side, grinned and glared fiercely, but then he thought about how his wife would definitely cause trouble for him if she found out.
Yi Longtian suddenly stepped forward and grasped Cong Chun's hand in a fawning manner.
"Xiaochun, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to give it to you."
"But the money is all with your aunt."
"Uncle, I have no money on me."
As he spoke, Yi Longtian cried and sniffled, looking even uglier.
He was afraid of his wife, partly because that shrewish woman had chased him down the street with a kitchen knife.
On the other hand, he was also genuinely reluctant to give the money to Cong Chun in front of him.
After all, Cong Chun had been there for several days specifically to induce him to bleed profusely.
Their whole family bought all sorts of expensive seafood, and they've only ever eaten it once in their lives.
The food expenses of over a thousand yuan were spent in less than seven days.
Cong Chun got angry and shook off Yi Longtian's hand.
But he was helpless in the face of his uncle, who was a deadbeat. The next second, he suddenly remembered something.
According to Yi Tianci, the TV at his uncle's house was a new one his aunt bought this year.
Cong Chun looked up and calmly stared at him.
"You don't have any money, but give me your TV."
Yi Longtian's face instantly showed a look of pain.
"No, the TV is gone, your aunt won't agree."
Cong Chun was too lazy to waste words with him.
“I’ve already backed up the photos, so you can prepare to explain to your aunt.”
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It was the middle of summer, with temperatures in the forties.
Cong Chun carried the television down the stairs from the eighth floor.
The TV cord was also pulled down; we can take it back to Grandma to bundle pig feed.
Cong Chun was wearing a black vest, her skin was dazzlingly white in the sunlight, revealing her slender and long arms with smooth shoulder lines.
Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the cement floor, gradually darkening.
Cong Chun carried the television on his shoulder to the nearby secondhand appliance market, and people on the street would occasionally steal glances at him.
Cong Chun didn't pay any attention.
Upon arriving at the secondhand market, Cong Chun straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Unfortunately, the television only sold for a little over nine hundred.
However, Cong Chun was satisfied, because he had beaten his uncle even harder, and his uncle's injuries were more serious than his own.
At this moment, Cong Chun suddenly thought of Duan Mingxiao, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.
If only he were like the young master, he wouldn't lose an argument with anyone.
Cong Chun clutched the money in his hand.
Overall, I was still in a good mood.
Back at the Duan family home, Cong Chun looked at the injuries on her face in the mirror. Her lip was cut, but the blood had dried, and her eyelids were a little swollen.
Cong Chun inexplicably recalled what had happened after Duan Mingxiao left the previous night.
He decided to move into the student dormitory at Yenching University ahead of schedule, just in time for the new students to move in tomorrow.
Cong Chun has packed his things and will leave first thing tomorrow morning.
Cong Chun felt a little disappointed that she couldn't give the young master his birthday present in person.
However, once the injury on his face heals, I can ask the young master to come out and play if I have time.
Cong Chun put the racing car model and the small wallet containing his phone bill into the gift box he had bought.
That evening, Cong Chun, wearing a mask, went to Manager Chen to complete his resignation procedures.
The next day, early in the morning, when it was still dark and the fog had not yet dissipated.
Cong Chun then pulled his suitcase to the bus stop and took a bus to the city center…
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