Quick Wear Female Match She is Rich Enough to Rival a Country

Chapter 750 The villain, he reported himself (3)

Then, there was a woman's yelling and cursing: "Crying, crying, why are you crying, I've run out of milk powder! Your useless father only knows how to raise children for others, and our family has no money!"

Sang Jie thought that Zhang Shanshan had gone out with the child, but never thought that she was at home.

He frowned and walked to the door. After opening the door, he saw Zhang Shanshan was sleepy, and the child next to her was crying with hunger. "Zhang Shanshan, are you at home?"

Sanjay couldn't believe it.

"Of course I'm at home. If I'm not at home, where am I? If you want to drive me away, just say it, and if you can't make it through!"

"Zhang Shanshan!" Sang Jie went up to hug the child and coaxed her, while asking, "Since you are at home, why didn't you take good care of Lian Qiao? She just wanted to jump off the building again, do you know that?!"

I want to jump off the building again.

Nie Kui in the living room couldn't help touching Lian Qiao's head, his eyes were deep.

"I know!" Zhang Shanshan's voice rose in the room: "But isn't it just right that she died! Sanjie, your son is starving to death, and you still have time to take care of that girl. She jumped to her death just to save some food for the family !"

The husband and wife were arguing, and Sangjie got angry and slapped Zhang Shanshan on the face.

After a while, the quarrel gradually disappeared, replaced by the sobbing of a woman.

Sangjie went to the living room to apologize to Nie Kui, and said, "Boss, the milk powder at home is gone. I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy a can of milk powder."

When Nie Kui was about to say something, Sangjie had hurried to the entrance to change his shoes.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Shanshan came out of the room with disheveled hair and a swollen right cheek.Holding the crying child in her arms, she held the suitcase in one hand, and cursed: "Sangjie, this is the third time this month! I can't live this day, divorce!"

Zhang Shanshan opened the door, and said to the angry men outside the door: "He made the bet, and it has nothing to do with our mother and son. Even if you demolish the room, it has nothing to do with me, get out of the way!"

Several men were yelled at, and they were stunned immediately, and then subconsciously made way for Zhang Shanshan.

When Nie Kui stood up, the leader, Huang Maoyin, laughed: "Hey, are there any guests at home? The surname Sang, pay back the money quickly, or our brothers will not make it easier for you today!"

A few people rushed in like hooligans, the table was overturned, and the food was knocked on the ground.Dishes fell to pieces and furniture was smashed by chairs.

Nie Kui thought that he would never see others come to ask for debts again in his life, but he did not expect that he would appear vividly in front of him not long after he was released from prison.

Memories of the past flooded into his mind, and his eyes suddenly became scarlet.Covering Lian Qiao's eyes with one hand, Nie Kui asked in a deep voice, "Sangjie, are you going to gamble?"

Sanjay fell to his knees with a plop, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes. "Boss, I..."

"Don't say you don't have any of these! Sangjie, pay back the money quickly, or you won't be able to bear the consequences!" Several men who were collecting debts clamored, and Lian Qiao glanced at them through Nie Kui's fingers, pretending to be I look very scared.

Nie Kui turned her around and held her in his arms before he sneered, "How much does he owe you?"

"One hundred thousand!"

One hundred thousand.

Just like that number back then.

"What about the 1000 million I gave you five years ago?" Nie Kui thought it was because of Lian Qiao that Sanjie's family was dragged down, so he felt guilty just now.Now it seems that he was thinking about the good.

Sanjay covered his face and cried bitterly, "Boss, it's gone, all the money went to the casino..."

1000 million is gone, and then reduced to a debt of 10 yuan being chased by people and violently demanded.

How ironic.

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(End of this chapter)