Because I know that even if I ask, she won't tell me.
After walking for half an hour, we arrived at a bustling night market stall, surrounded by a lively atmosphere filled with the sounds of people and the aroma of cooking.
I casually ordered a few skewers of grilled meat and two bottles of beer.
As soon as I sat down, I thought of Liu Sandao and quickly asked, "Yingniang, how is Brother Liu?"
Yuan Ying smiled slightly and comforted him, "Liu Sandao is much better. He has been transferred out of the ICU and is now under observation. He's fine, so you don't need to worry."
As they were talking, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from the night market stall next door.
"Hey, Baldy, you've got money to burn but you don't pay it back. What are you doing here, having a good time with some pretty girls?"
I instinctively turned my head to look.
The bald third brother, whom I had seen at Ji Fucai's house last time, was now walking by with two sexy women on his arms, looking quite smug.
The two beauties had exquisite makeup and curvaceous figures; they were clearly regulars at nightclubs.
The ones who stopped them were the scarred-face boss and his brothers from the casino last time.
I remember hearing from onlookers that Bald Old Man San was a compulsive gambler, so addicted to gambling that he almost killed his own daughter.
If it weren't for the police being present at the time, and the fact that Baldy the Third had reacted quickly, he probably would have been beaten black and blue.
Just when everyone thought Baldy was going to be in trouble again, he unexpectedly pushed away Scarface's hand that was on his shoulder with a contemptuous look.
He patted his collar, which had been crumpled by the scarred man, with disdain and snorted, "Don't touch me. It's just money. Do you think I'd be short of your measly penny?"
As he spoke, Baldy San casually pulled out his wallet.
Inside, a thick wad of cash stood out conspicuously under the light.
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