He finally managed to get up.
But the woman kicked him hard.
He fell to the ground.
My hand touched the ashtray on the table.
Crash! The glass shattered all over the floor.
My hand accidentally touched a shard of glass on the ground.
Feng Xi gasped in pain.
"Tell me, did You Hua send you to pursue me?"
Walking over through the broken glass, Rong Shang slightly lifted her foot, and the thick heel of her boot landed on his chest.
Feng Xi frowned in pain, completely unable to move.
At that time, the sky outside the window was filled with dark clouds.
The sky was overcast and gray.
The living room lights were off, and the lighting was dim.
Feng Xi stared at her with his dark pupils, his gaze pausing for a moment. "What did you say?"
He felt guilty, probably because she had seen through his thoughts.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"What Youhua? I don't know."
"Bai Xiaoyu, even if you don't like me, please don't treat me like this and my feelings."
He doesn't owe her anything.
"good."
You won't admit it, huh!
It doesn't matter.
Rong Shang stopped, looked down at the man below whose face was covered in bruises and whose hands were covered in blood, and forced a smile.
"Don't come looking for me again."
So that I won't want to hit him just by looking at his face.
"What do you mean?" Feng Xi raised an eyebrow, a strange feeling creeping over him for a moment.
"Can't understand?"
As soon as Rong Shang lowered her head, Feng Xi instinctively trembled three times when he met her sharp gaze.
"You mean..."
"Don't come again, or I'll beat you every time I see you."
Clutching Bai's mother's engagement ring tightly, Rong Shang turned to leave.
Feng Xi stood up abruptly.
He seemed to want to continue arguing, but as he took a step to catch up, his phone rang in his pocket.
Rong Shang paused, hearing his voice.
"Hello."
"Brother Peng, what's up?"
The door in front of them was already open, and Rong Shang was standing at the door without leaving.
She heard the man on the phone yell, "What is it?"
"How dare you ask me what I want? Just tell me, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"
Do you owe someone money again?
Rong Chang raised an eyebrow, her eyes flashing with danger.
The plot had basically fallen apart when it was assumed that Feng Xi's mother had paid off the debt for him.
The situation will not repeat itself like it did in the previous life.
Who knew, it would happen again.
This time, she will find out who gave Feng Xi the idea.
Who is the mastermind behind this?
With a pursed lip, Rong Shang walked out.
Her thoughts had already drifted far away; she squinted her eyes as she pondered.
Based on the current situation, You Hua is probably the most likely suspect.
But she didn't understand.
Could it be that in the original owner's previous life, You Hua also discovered her existence?
That's why she went to such lengths to ruin the original owner's life.
"Brother Peng, I'm a little short on cash lately. Could you give me a few more days?"
"Grace period? Do you think I'm running this bar as a charity?"
"Nine out, thirteen back, Feng Xi, do you know how much money you owe me, Master Peng?"
"How much?" A sense of foreboding washed over Feng Xi, his pupils contracted, and his heart tightened.
The next second, the bar owner's gruff voice came through the phone: "Fifty-eight thousand."
Feng Xi's expression changed drastically; he almost jumped up.
"What?"
That's impossible.
"No, isn't it only 30,000?"
That's doubled!
"Feng Xi, you'd better be smart and hand over the money in the next couple of days, or I'll come to your house and find your old man."
Beep beep...
The other party hung up the phone.
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