Crippled Master's Young Wife

Xia Zhenqing quickly explained, "Boss, please show mercy and give me another chance. Let me take a gamble. In order to return the money, I have already used the public funds. As for the remaining money, I really... "    

Even if he dumped all the shares in his hands now, he would not be able to return so much money.    

"You don't have the money to return the money?"    

The masked man sneered, "I have investigated your background and know that you are Fu Yuntine's father-in-law. That was why I lent you money to continue playing when I knew that you didn't have that many families. Now you're telling me that you don't have money to pay back? Sure, our casino has its rules, either you pay me back, or you pay me back. If you lose one dollar, then chop off one finger, until you chop off all the organs on your body. Director Xia, you said you owe us 30 million. I think you can only leave your life here today. "    

Hearing this, Xia Zhenqing was so scared that he almost peed his pants.    

He rarely came to the casino, but he had heard of the coldness and ruthlessness of these grey areas.    

He didn't want to lose his life just like that.    

"No, no, boss, you already said that I am Fu Yuntine's father-in-law. Thirty million is just a small matter to them. I'll call my daughter right now and ask her to send me the money."    

As he spoke, Xia Zhenqing wiped the sweat from his forehead. Trembling, he took out his phone and called Xia Ling.    

Xia Ling was his daughter, so she definitely would not leave him to die.    

The masked man looked at Xia Zhenqing's actions and the corners of his mouth curled up. A cold light flashed in his exposed eyes.    

In the ward, Fu Yuntine leaned against the sofa. His thin lips were pursed straight, indicating how unhappy he was at the moment.    

The phone on the coffee table rang. Fu Yuntine grabbed it with his long arm and quickly pressed it into silent mode.    

Looking at the three words Xia Zhenqing on the phone, Fu Yuntine frowned.    

Disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night?    

What a good father!    

Fu Yuntine was not in a good mood. He turned off his phone and threw it to the side, then closed his eyes to rest.    

In the underground financial market, as he listened to the cold female voice coming from the earpiece, more sweat flowed down Xia Zhenqing's forehead.    

"This evil girl, why did she turn off her phone?"    

Xia Zhenqing did not give up and made a few more calls, but Xia Ling's phone was still turned off.    

"Boss, it is too late now. My daughter should be asleep. Why don't we wait until tomorrow? I will definitely raise money and send it over tomorrow."    

Xia Zhenqing swallowed his saliva and looked at the masked man.    

"Huh! Director Xia, will your daughter really be willing to help you pay your gambling debt?"    

The masked man squatted down and patted Xia Zhenqing's face. "As far as I know, your eldest daughter has a very bad relationship with you. She hates you so much that you can't even pay it back. How can she help you pay back the money? "    

The words made Xia Zhenqing shake his head repeatedly.    

"No, it's not like that. I gave birth to her. How could she not pay me back? "    

Although he knew that she hated him, his life was at stake. No matter what, he was her father. She would definitely not leave him to die.    

"Haha, Xia Zhenqing, you said that you have lived for a long time. Why are you still so naive?"    

The masked man laughed and gave the man in black a look.    

The man in black understood and handed him a bag.    

"Xia Zhenqing, take a look at what this is."    

The masked man threw a document bag to Xia Zhenqing.    

Xia Zhenqing was suspicious. He opened the document bag and took out a stack of photos.    

When he saw the person in the photo, his eyes immediately widened.    

"What... What's going on? Why do you have these photos? What did you do to Ah He and Xi?"