For a moment, Feng Xi panicked, feeling as if he was about to die.
Fifty-eight thousand.
Fifty-eight thousand fifty thousand eight...
Where is he going to find 58,000?
well.
Feng Xi slapped his head hard. What was he doing?
Why would someone gamble like others?
He had already lost over 30,000 yuan, and now with the interest compounding, he had lost another 20,000 yuan.
After the bar owner hung up the phone, Feng Xi was in a state of anxiety and helplessness.
At that moment, Rong Shang called out to him from the doorway, "Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, I'll close the door."
We'll lock you inside and starve you for another ten days or so, then see if you die.
"No." Feng Xi glanced at her, seemingly terrified of her.
The glass shards were still piercing her palm, which was bleeding, and Feng Xi's lips were deathly pale.
He turned to the side and pulled a few tissues from the glass table, covering his hands with them.
"Don't turn it off, I'm leaving now."
His mind was completely blank; he was preoccupied with the money he owed and had long forgotten what he had planned to say to her before answering the phone.
Around five o'clock, it started raining heavily.
Feng Xi didn't bring an umbrella, but she came out of the Bai family home covered in injuries.
The neighbors who were returning home from get off work saw him and Rong Shang walking out one after the other, and their eyes were filled with shock and surprise.
When someone caught Rong Shang and asked her where she had been lately, she didn't say anything, but just made an excuse that she had gone back to her hometown.
When she got downstairs, she immediately spotted Nan Qiaosheng's car.
The other person also saw her. Rong Shang saw him smile gently, open the car door, and he slowly walked over from the front, holding an umbrella.
At that time, Feng Xi was standing just one or two meters away from her.
Nan Qiaosheng saw him as she walked over.
He frowned at first, but then he saw the bruises on Feng Xi's face and the blood-stained tissue in her hand.
He probably made a connection to something, and Rong Shang saw him smile.
Why are you here?
"I'm out running some errands, and I thought I'd come pick you up."
Yeah?
Of course not. He saw that the sky was full of dark clouds and remembered that she hadn't brought an umbrella when she went out that afternoon, so he came.
Without asking why the people around her were there, Nan Qiaosheng walked to the eaves, grabbed her waist, and was about to leave.
Feng Xi's face turned pale, and he frowned as he watched Nan Qiaosheng's departing figure.
It's resentment, it's jealousy...
*
Does your hand hurt?
I got on the bus.
The man suddenly leaned closer, and his cold hand, which had been resting on her knee, was grasped by his. Rong Shang looked up at him. "What?"
He was referring to Feng Xi.
Rong Chang turned her head to look ahead and smiled, "It doesn't hurt."
But he... must be in a lot of pain.
Slowly withdrawing her gaze, Rong Shang met the eyes of the man beside her.
She had a polite smile on her lips, but her eyes were cold.
"I saw Yan Jie at two o'clock."
"Um."
Nan Qiaosheng responded without changing his expression, then withdrew his hand and sat up straight.
The car started quickly.
Outside, a cold wind blew and rain poured down. Feng Xi stood under the eaves, took out his phone, and made a call to someone.
As the car reversed, Rong Shang heard him shout into the phone, "You Hua."
Rong Chang narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp.
Oh.
I really did contact that woman.
"Sir, Sir, tell the brothers to get ready!" Yan Jie gave the order to the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie from another vehicle.
Noisy sounds came from all directions.
Rong Chang only extracts the information she wants to know.
"Let's take the back road."
She found out that Yan Jie had already sent people to block the entrances to the four passages ahead.
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