Only Xiao Xingyu pressed Xiao Weijiang's shoulder and said earnestly, "Uncle, I believe in you. I believe you will not let Xiao Huai down."
Xiao Weijiang, who had lowered his head, looked up blankly, as if he didn't understand what Xiao Xingyu meant. Zhang Moyan explained for him, "Xiao Huai would rather be detained by the police as a murder suspect than hide the gambling den for you."
Zhang Moyan used very simple words, but she expressed the most core content. Everyone suddenly understood why Xiao Huai refused to tell the police where he had been on Thursday afternoon.
Because once he confessed, the police would definitely investigate the surveillance footage of Tianjie Park, and then they would see Jiang Dazhu beating Xiao Huaijiang, and the fact that Xiao Huaijiang was going to run a gambling kiln would be exposed. And running a gambling kiln is the most unforgivable crime in the Xiao family.
It can be said that this is more unforgivable than killing Lin Yin.
Xiao Weijiang, realizing this, could no longer hold back and burst into tears like a child, throwing himself into Xiao Weizhou's arms. "Brother—it turns out Xiao Huai is so good to me! I will never leave the child alone. Believe me, I swear, I will never gamble in a brothel again in my life! I'm going to the police station right now and tell them about Xiao Huai seeing me. I want to rescue the child!"
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Wow~ I actually wrote 2 chapters in one go, incredible.
Now we can talk about love!
I may update again in a few days though.
Let's see,
Recently, I have been working on the front line of the fight against the epidemic.
I can only write a little bit every day.
Writing purely for the sake of interest really allows you to experience the joy of writing.
For other authors, writing is a business.
It's just a hobby for me!
(The main reason is that I earn too little to run a business, haha)
To be honest, before I started writing novels, I had no idea that writing for a website required daily updates.
I thought it was like a blog, I could post whenever I wanted!
Now throw away the rules,
Write for hobby,
Not for money, not for fame, not for people to read,
This is almost my ideal writing state.
Again,
It is definitely not my regret that you cannot read my book.
It is a regret for readers.
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