He reached out a pair of dirty hands, "Feels good, I wonder what that stream tastes like..." His face was twisted with a lecherous smile, and his words dripped with vulgarity.
Xia Qingqian felt both ashad and furious. She walked up to Mr. Xia, looked at Brother Dao with determined eyes, and said, "Brother Dao, I will definitely raise the money within three days. Please don’t hurt my dad."
Brother Dao looked at the breasts he had just groped and sneered, "Alright, three days it is. If you don’t get the one million in three days, you’ll be preparing your dad’s body for burial, and you’ll also have to please for a few nights to repay the debt!"
Xia Qingqian had never heard such foul and sinister language. Even in the presidential suite, that Young Master had said so hurtful things, but none could compare to Brother Dao’s disgusting words.
Brother Dao held a shiny knife and traced it along Mr. Xia’s rough face, speaking coldly, "Rember, you only have three days!" Then, he turned to the trembling Xia Qingqian beside him, "Go and please your n, otherwise you’ll beco a toy for and my brothers in three days."
Sure enough, the other guys, upon hearing Brother Dao’s words, were reminded of how long it had been since they touched a woman, and their eyes instantly filled with lecherous evil.
Brother Dao repeatedly emphasized his point before finally letting them go.
Xia Qingqian supported Mr. Xia back to their small, dimly lit house. They walked in silence until they reached the house; it wasn’t until then that Mr. Xia broke the silence, "Qingqian, no matter what you have to do, you must save Dad!"
Even if it ant selling herself to so rich man, as long as she could save him, he would be willing for her to do it. But he only thought this in his heart, without saying it out loud.
Instead, he said, "I’ve let down your deceased mom, and I’ve let you down, never giving you a single good day in life..." His hypocritical face was streaked with two rare crocodile tears.
He took advantage of Xia Qingqian’s softness, saying heart-wrenching things to make her rush headlong into saving him.
"Dad, I won’t let Brother Dao hurt you. I’ll find a way to get the money," Xia Qingqian said, reaching out to hold Mr. Xia’s hand and shaking her head.
"Isn’t the chairman’s son pursuing you? He likes you so much, you could ask him for help." Mr. Xia probed, trying to coax information from her, as he only knew about this man’s existence; he made bold claims out of desperation.
Xia Qingqian sighed softly, "Dad, you have to promise , no more gambling ever again!" She didn’t want her father to be consud by his gambling addiction, to end up realizing the value of family and life when both were lost.
The people from the underground casino were ruthless and rciless; money was their only concern, and they had all kinds of cruel ans to collect debts.
There were only three days left to gather a million dollars. Where could she possibly find such an amount? She had promised Brother Dao she would get the money in three days only to protect her father.
But no matter what, she had to save her dad, and she was willing to sacrifice everything she had for his safety.
"After so many years, it seems I didn’t raise you in vain," Mr. Xia sighed with relief. It seed that once Xia Qingqian took on the burden, it no longer had anything to do with him, "Qingqian, why are you wearing a nightclub uniform? Could it be that you..."
"Dad, it’s not what you’re thinking. I’m just working as a waitress at the nightclub," she hurriedly explained, fearing that her father would misunderstand the nature of her job.
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