Capítulo 681: Chapter 680: The Creditor Arrives (Part 2)
Chapter 680 Debt Collector’s Visit 2
Zhang Laojiu hurriedly called out: “Old Man Wai, are you here to join the celebration of my daughter’s top-scorer wine? Co on, do the honor and sit over here.”
But Old Man Wai was clearly not in the mood to give Zhang Laojiu face: “Ninth, hosting a celebration, you must’ve received quite a few gifts, right? Then you must have money to pay off debts now, right?”
Shuiyu’s mother looked at her husband in shock. When had their family ever gotten into debt?
“Old Man Wai—please, give so face, today is my daughter’s university top-scorer celebration, let’s talk about other issues tomorrow, tomorrow.” Zhang Laojiu hurried to embrace Old Man Wai, trying to prevent him from saying anything more unpleasant.
Since Shuiyu was the protagonist, she was sitting at a table inside the main hall today, while ngyu and others had taken a table in a corner of the courtyard.
Seeing the debt collector arriving, ngyu felt a silent anger: She had not expected that this Zhang Laojiu would still follow the sa path of gambling he had in his past life.
In her previous life, Jiang Shuiyu had delved into gambling because of her friendship with Zhang Shuiyu, doing everything possible to entice Zhang Shuiyu’s father to gamble. He not only gambled away his millionaire status but also Zhang Shuiyu’s very life.
However, in her previous life, Zhang Laojiu had been drawn into the world of gambling two years later. Unexpectedly, in this life, Zhang Laojiu got involved in gambling even earlier and had racked up debts.
Was this the change she, as a butterfly, had brought to history with the flap of her wings?
Thinking of Zhang Shuiyu, who was driven to suicide by jumping off a building in her previous life, and looking at the embarrassed Zhang Laojiu, rage imdiately ignited within ngyu, a killing aura emanating from her body.
The people around her instantly felt the temperature dropping.
Xiao Tao tugged at ngyu’s clothes, a sweet voice resounded in ngyu’s heart: “Master—”
Only then did ngyu realize that everyone at the table was looking at her with horror, unaware that she had unconsciously released a killing aura.
She quickly forced a smile: “Ah, I hate gambling the most. Everyone, keep eating, keep eating!”
anwhile, whispering secretly to Xiao Tao: “Xiao Tao, take that man out, don’t let him disrupt Shuiyu’s celebration. Also, take so money from the space, clear his debt, and get the debt note. Warn the creditor not to lend money to Zhang Laojiu anymore.”
Xiao Tao responded: “Yes, Master.”
At this mont, Old Man Wai had just taken off his hat, rubbed it, and put it back on: “Ninth, if I really didn’t give you face, you would have—”
He suddenly felt light, and realized that he was being lifted out of the courtyard by a beautiful girl. Just as he was about to shout, he found that he couldn’t make a sound.
The beauty walked with him while calling out: “Co on, co on, I’m here to pay you back.”
This beauty was none other than the peach demon Xiao Tao, who was adamant about joining the feast.
Once they reached a place outside the courtyard, out of sight of most people, the beauty set him down, her voice cold as ice in his ear: “How much does he owe you?”
Old Man Wai hurriedly said: “Not much, not much, just two hundred yuan.”
“Where’s the loan agreent?” The beauty’s voice sounded icy cold.
“Here, it’s here.” Old Man Wai quickly produced the loan note.
Xiao Tao glanced at it, rubbed the note between her hands, and it turned into powder, then with a puff, the powder dispersed with the wind.
Xiao Tao took out two hundred yuan from her pocket: “Here’s the money, but from now on, you are not allowed to lend him any more money, or else—” Xiao Tao kicked a rock on the ground, shattering it: “I’ll give you a kick just like this.”
Old Man Wai stared at the shattered stone, his body trembling: “I dare not, I won’t dare to anymore.”
He took the money and ran out of the village.
Xiao Tao smiled, pulled the loan note out of her sleeve, blew on it, and tucked it into her pocket—it was not the loan note she had just crushed into powder. She still needed to take this real loan note back so that her master could have sothing to hold over that Zhang Laojiu.
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