"Auntie, you take the child and leave first."
After resolving these troubleso matters, Ye Huan helped untie the ropes binding the hands and feet of Tang Yao's mother, Hu Pingtong, and Tang Yao's sister, Tang Xiaoxiao, in the dim corner of the room.
"Big brother, can you let my sister go, please... please don't bully her." Tang Xiaoxiao grabbed Ye Huan's hand, looking pitiful.
"Yes, sir, please... please don't hurt my daughter, I'm begging you, I'm on my knees."
Hu Pingtong said this while trembling almost uncontrollably.
Recalling what Ye Huan had said earlier about making Tang Yao his mistress, the mother and daughter instinctively thought that Ye Huan wanted them to leave so he could do sothing to Tang Yao.
The scene of Ye Huan slaughtering those thugs like a God of Slaughter was still vivid in her mind. If he wanted to do sothing to Tang Yao...
Hu Pingtong knew that even if one hundred of her rushed forward, it would be in vain, so she chose to plead aloud.
Ye Huan's face darkened like the bottom of a pot. He looked just about twenty, a pure fresh young guy, yet he was called "sir" by Hu Pingtong, who was nearly fifty?
"Auntie, the sll of blood here is too strong. It's not suitable for children to stay in this room for long. You should take her out first..."
"No, if... if you want to do sothing to my daughter, then you have to step over my dead body first." Hu Pingtong mustered her courage, firmly holding Ye Huan's arm, thinking that he wanted them to leave first so he could bully Tang Yao.
Tang Xiaoxiao also grabbed Ye Huan's arm and shouted "viciously": "Yes, you'd have to step over Xiaoxiao's body too!"
Ye Huan was at a loss: "Rest assured, I have no interest in little white... I have no interest in Tang Yao."
"Re... really?" Hu Pingtong was a bit incredulous.
"Mom, don't worry, he won't do anything to ." Tang Yao spoke up for Ye Huan.
"Well... okay then..."
Hu Pingtong and Tang Xiaoxiao released their grip on Ye Huan's arm with doubt.
After that, Hu Pingtong held Tang Xiaoxiao and walked towards the door.
Tang Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look at the extrely bloody scene in the room, keeping her eyes tightly shut, and Hu Pingtong was also filled with trepidation.
After the two left the room, Ye Huan approached Tang Yao, bent down, and wiped the blood streak on Tang Yao's face.
"Fortunately, the knife didn't cut your flesh, only left a blood streak, so you don't need a tetanus shot." Ye Huan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Little bunny, you might have a scar on your face, I'll help you treat it later."
Tang Yao: "..."
Originally, she was embarrassed because her face was touched.
But upon hearing the word "blood streak," she beca very disappointed, knowing that the streak would leave a hideous scar after it faded.
Won love beauty, and Tang Yao was no exception. With a scar on her face, she would definitely be pointed at and would have a hard ti finding a husband in the future.
Upon hearing Ye Huan's last words, her expression brightened, "Really? You can help remove the scar?"
Ye Huan smiled, "Of course, or should I help you with it now? It might just take so ti."
"Now?"
Tang Yao shook her head rapidly; the air here was filled with the sll of blood, and staying any longer would make her vomit.
With Ye Huan's help, she stood up with difficulty and said through gritted teeth, "Forget it for now, I need to go catch my father!"
...
Leading the three out of Haihui District, Ye Huan contacted Ma Zhiqiang, the property manager at Penglai Lakefront, asking him to rent a temporary apartnt and arrange for soone to take Hu Pingtong and Tang Xiaoxiao there.
Ye Huan followed Tang Yao to the "place where the betting happens."
In the taxi, Tang Yao recounted the whole story.
Thirty years ago, and even ten years ago, her family's financial condition was excellent. Her father, Tang Dongqiang, had capitalized on Huaxia's economic opening to establish the first garnt factory in Celestial Sea City, earning his first fortune and buying their family house in the then pri real estate—Haihui District.
In those days, people could only eat chicken, duck, and fish during the New Year, but for the Tang Family, it was available every al.
But the prosperity didn't last long. Ten years ago, the garnt factory was taken over by another major shareholder, Tang Dongqiang's "good brother," who also transferred the factory's debts to him.
The bank pressured them to repay the debts relentlessly. With no other choice, Tang Dongqiang used all the family's savings to pay off the debt.
From then on, the Tang Family fell from grace, and their als changed from chicken, duck, and fish to simple cabbage soup. His wife, Hu Pingtong, was understanding, comforting him by saying everyone faces setbacks in life, and she believed Tang Dongqiang could rise again, willing to wait for him.
Despite her comforting words, reality was harshly indifferent.
Tang Dongqiang tried to recover, borrowing money to attempt a coback, but repeated failures left him utterly despondent and deeply in debt once again.
At this mont, he unintentionally wandered into an underground fighting ring and began his career of betting on fights.
The outco was predictable. Like countless other gamblers, he lost everything and couldn't pay his debts.
But this ti, he didn't pull himself together; instead, he willingly sank into decay, reaching a point where no one could save him.
When he ran out of money, he borrowed from relatives and friends.
He lost it all again and couldn't repay it. When they refused to lend him more, he turned to local gangs for high-interest loans!
Under Xie Yongqiang, there were over a dozen desperados. In the Haihui District, they ford a decent-sized gang with substantial financial power, specializing in usury.
The first ti, Tang Dongqiang shalessly borrowed half a million.
He gambled and lost it all again!
He went to borrow a second ti, and it was the sa story!
The third ti...
The fourth ti...
Countless tis—each loss total and complete!
During this period, Tang Yao and Hu Pingtong, both now adults, used various thods to persuade him to stop!
But all Tang Dongqiang would say was, "I can definitely make it back to the top, just like those experts in the ring, earning millions or even more in one fight. Sure, I've lost money now, but I've gained a lot of experience. I'll soon be back on top and rake in big money!"
The dream was rich, but reality was harsh.
Tang Dongqiang gambled on fights for many years without ever winning—not even a penny!
In the end, even Xie Yongqiang couldn't tolerate his delays any longer and forced him to repay the money.
How could Tang Dongqiang repay it? Furious, Xie Yongqiang directly kidnapped Tang Dongqiang's wife and their young daughter, Tang Xiaoxiao, and threatened the only capable mber of the Tang Family, Tang Yao.
He said, "If you can't pay back the money, I'll cut off their hands and feet, one a day, until they're human sticks."
Tang Yao was terrified and asked how much needed to be repaid.
As the secretary to the president of Tianyun International, her salary was higher than most, a bit over 30,000 a month, and she had saved so money over the years.
But hearing numbers in the millions, she was almost fainted with fear and asked if she could have more ti.
Xie Yongqiang was in no mood for negotiations, cruelly warning that if the money wasn't transferred by the deadline, he would start cutting off a Tang Family mber's limb a day.
Later, he learned that Liu Tianyun, the president of Tianyun International, was away and had handed over authority to Tang Yao. He then told Tang Yao that if she could arrange for him and his son to be hired by Tianyun International to earn a salary and pay off the debt, they might temporarily back off.
Tang Yao, with no other option and not wanting her family to suffer under Xie Yongqiang's wrath, resorted to abusing her power, betraying Liu Tianyun by arranging high-paying positions in the human resources departnt for the two, as head and manager, respectively.
She knew the two had extrely bad reputations and would probably be fired by Liu Tianyun soon, so she used their ti in employnt to scramble for money.
But just three days later, the subsequent incidents occurred.
"Ye Huan, don't worry. I'll go apologize to the president later. Abusing my power was a huge mistake, and I'll accept any punishnt," Tang Yao said, clenching her fists, filled with guilt.
Ye Huan remained silent.
Anything related to Liu Tianyun, Brother Huan wanted no part of. He needed to maintain his distance for an easy divorce!
So ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a bar on the outskirts of the Celestial Sea.
After scanning the QR code with WeChat, Ye Huan stepped out of the car. When paying the fare, he was surprised to see the real na in brackets after the driver's WeChat handle.
It read "Guan Caiban."
"Mr. Guan, your na sounds quite lucky," Ye Huan joked.
"Haha, don't make fun of , young man. My parents just weren't very educated," the taxi driver, Guan Caiban, said, his eyes flashing with a trace of excitent. He didn't even check if Ye Huan had paid, eagerly drove away.
Ye Huan wasn't the type to take advantage. After paying the fare, he walked toward the bar with Tang Yao.
What they didn't know was.
As the taxi drove away, Guan Caiban's hands trembled, and with excitent, he retrieved an old Nokilia phone, powered it on, rummaged through the contacts, and dialed a number saved under "Boss."
With a fawning expression.
"Hello, Boss?"
"It's Old Guan. I spotted Tang Dongqiang's daughter!"
"Yes, yes, the sa Tang Dongqiang who used to run a factory with us!"
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