Chapter 55 Boxing Ring
After saying this, I nervously waited for his answer.
However, he did not respond for a long time.
In just a few moments, he fell asleep.
You looked like you were going to eat me up just now, but now you can't do that?
I gave him a disdainful look and carefully stepped out of his arms.
After putting the wine glass away, I was about to get up and leave the room, but suddenly I felt a sharp gaze behind me.
I subconsciously turned around and saw that Jiang Yichen was still in the same posture as before, without thinking any more.
By the time I got home, it was already late at night.
I opened the door carefully and saw my mother lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, resting, as if waiting for me.
Worried that she might catch a cold, I woke her up gently.
As soon as she saw me, my mother held my hand and asked hurriedly.
"Momo, where did you get all that money to pay off your loan sharks?"
Not wanting to make her worry, I made up an excuse and tried to move on from the matter.
"I made the money from live streaming, don't worry."
But my mother didn't believe me at all. She held my hand tighter and told me her guess.
"Momo, tell mom the truth, did Jiang Yichen bully you?"
My heart couldn't help but tighten, but I still subconsciously denied it.
"Don't worry about it, it's nothing."
After saying that, I was about to go back to rest, but suddenly I realized that my brother was not at home, so I subconsciously asked him another question.
"Mom, where is my brother? Where did he go?"
My mother thought about it and answered truthfully.
"Your brother seemed to say there was a boxing match tonight, so he went to help make some extra money."
Boxing match? Extra money?
I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart...
My mother saw that I looked strange and suddenly became nervous.
"What's wrong, Momo? Is there something wrong?"
The ominous premonition grew stronger in my heart, but I didn't dare tell her for fear that she would worry.
"It's okay. My brother is in the boxing ring."
My mother thought about it and told me about the boxing ring where my brother worked part-time.
I didn't dare to waste time and immediately took a taxi there.
Sure enough, when I got there, I saw my brother knocked to the ground, with blood running down his forehead and onto his cheeks.
Seeing this scene, I felt my heart pounding and I almost subconsciously called his name.
"Gu Bai, stop competing and come home with me."
My brother heard my voice, looked in the direction I was, and his eyes widened in surprise.
He forced himself to stand up again.
Seeing him like this, I became more worried and couldn't help but raise my voice.
"Stop competing and come down quickly."
I have heard of such black boxing rings.
The so-called competition is actually just a one-sided beating of a target.
There is no regularity at all.
Regardless of whether my brother is a professional or not, even if he is a veteran, it would be difficult for him to withstand such black boxing.
My brother staggered to his feet and tried hard to punch the other person.
But before he could throw his fist, he was knocked to the ground again by his opponent.
His mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were full of determination.
As a sibling, I understand the deep meaning of his eyes.
Even though he was beaten without any chance to fight back, he still didn't want to give up.
I immediately rushed forward and tried to stop the game.
But the staff standing by reached out and grabbed me without even thinking.
Seeing my brother getting beaten, I cried with heartache and kept repeating in my mouth that I wanted him to get beaten.
He stood up again and again, and was knocked down again and again.
The blood was all over the boxing ring.
I wanted to run over, but was stopped by the staff repeatedly.
The match wasn't over until the bell rang.
My brother was picked up by the staff and thrown off the stage.
It's like throwing away garbage.
No one around me cared whether he lived or died except me.
I immediately went forward and helped him up from the ground.
His blood seeped onto my clothes. Seeing his bruised face and nose, my eyes welled up and I spoke with a choked voice.
"Don't do such dangerous things again."
Even though he was beaten like a pig, my brother still smiled. He patted my hands gently and consoled me, "It's okay for a strong person to get beaten a little. Paying back the debt is more important."
As soon as I said this, I felt even more uncomfortable.
After helping him out of the boxing ring, I went to the drugstore to buy some medicine.
After coming out, we sat together under the bus stop sign at the door.
My hands were shaking when I saw how badly he was injured.
I carefully wiped the blood off his body with a tissue, and my tears kept flowing down.
Guilt filled my voice.
"It's all my fault. If I could make money, you wouldn't have to suffer like this."
But my brother raised his hand to wipe away the tears from my eyes, and patiently comforted me: "It's okay, you have improved a lot now."
Listening to his words, I didn't know whether I was happy or sad.
Just then, the roar of a sports car passed by our ears.
I ignored it until I heard a familiar voice.
Liang Xiaorou and a few rich second-generations passed by us. When they saw my brother and I sitting under the bus stop, there was undisguised contempt in their eyes.
Liang Xiaorou was the first to speak, mocking us, "Who did I think they were? It turns out it's the eldest daughter of the Gu family and the young master Gu sitting here. What? Are you two pretending to be beggars?"
As soon as she said this, several of her rich second-generation friends around her burst into laughter.
I ignored them and pretended I didn't hear them.
Liang Xiaorou didn't intend to give up, and continued, "Gu Mo, you won the first place in the dance competition before. In principle, you can represent our family's business and get a good endorsement fee, but..."
She deliberately left her words half-said, trying to keep me in suspense.
When I heard that I could get money, my attention was instantly drawn and I asked with a frown.
"Just what?"
The sarcasm in Liang Xiaorou's tone was even stronger, and there was a hint of deliberateness in it.
"It's just that you don't have that chance anymore."
I didn't understand what she meant for a moment, "Why?"
She deliberately reminded him, "Of course it's because of Jiang Yichen. If you can persuade Jiang Yichen to agree to let you take this endorsement, I can also pay you, and your brother won't have to suffer like this. But can you do it?"
I knew Liang Xiaorou was taking this opportunity to make things difficult for me, but when I saw my brother covered in injuries, I resolutely agreed.
"I can."
The next day.
I went to Jiang Yichen specifically to discuss this matter.
As soon as he saw me, Jiang Yichen's face immediately fell, and he seemed very unhappy to see me.
I ignored his emotions and told him the truth about Liang Xiaorou.
But what I didn't expect was that he denied it immediately.
"No, you don't have to think about this."
He refused so decisively that I felt unhappy. I took two steps forward and asked coldly, "Jiang Yichen, do you feel happy only when you see me living in misery and suffering, unable to pay off my debts, and being condemned by everyone?"
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