After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Ye Xuechu lowered the brim of his hat, turned his back to Su Jingnian, and walked towards the side door of the club.

The two went in opposite directions.

Su Jingnian suddenly asked: "Miss Ye wants to return to Lu Zhilu so much now, why did she leave in the first place?"

Ye Xuechu's slender and tall figure was hidden in the darkness.

She said: "The weak beg for the mercy of the strong with their tears, but the truly strong will only find a bloody road to fight out, walk to the side of the strong, and walk side by side."

She never regretted leaving Lu Zhilu and going to New York to pursue fame and fortune.

If she had stayed back then, Lu Zhilu would have fought against the Lu family and Grandpa Lu for Ye Xuechu, who was "not yet full-fledged".

So what if it succeeds?

Three to five years later, her ending will be roughly the same as that of Nanchu today.

It's just that back then, she wasn't as cowardly as Nan Chu is now.

She asked Lu Zhilu to wait for her for five years and meet at a high place.

But Lu Zhilu refused on the spot.

He said that he was never an infatuated person who would wait for someone, either get married or get out.

Let her choose between the New York Globe and him.

pick one of two.

She spent an hour making a decision, decisively signed a five-year "sale contract" with New York Universal, and took a night flight to Vanity Fair that night.

The reason she didn't stay for him was because she understood the law of the jungle earlier——

If you don't have the ability, even if you rely on marriage to stand in a high place, you will still be like Nanchu today. You will be too cold at the high place and will be sifted out sooner or later.

But why is she so unwilling now?

If the person standing next to Zhi Lu was a daughter of a well-known Hakka family, whether her surname was Lin, Zhao, or whatever... she would recognize him and even bless him for finding the right partner.

But by chance, standing next to him was Nan Chu, who was even more useless than she was back then.

The unwillingness in my heart was like a spring, about to overflow.

Why?

Is it just because she, Nan Chu, is useless?

Ye Xuechu looked down at the couple's ring on his finger, his eyes slightly wet.

I don’t know if it’s regret or hatred.

……

Early the next morning.

After Nan Chu received a call, he hurried out of the door without even bothering to eat breakfast.

Meng Jingyi said that the debt collectors from Aocheng came again, and the door of the rented house was splashed with dog blood.

She took a taxi and ran to Yajuyuan.

As soon as we arrived at the door of the house, the bloody door was wide open, and there were several middle-aged men sitting inside. The scene looked terrible.

Nan Chu took a deep breath and said, "You will get back the debt if you want it. What's the point of throwing blood at the door of your house?"

The person taking the lead had a fierce look on his face, "I've settled my temper. Next time, I'll replace you. If I don't repay my debt, I'll chop up your whole family!"

Meng Jingyi was so frightened that she murmured in a low voice: "Jiaojiao, your father and I gave them all the money we had just now, but they still won't leave. What should we do?"

Nanchu said: "If you want money, just go to the bank with me to get it. If you cause trouble at home, you won't get much money."

The leader said: "Transfer directly to any bank. If the amount is too large and cannot be transferred, it's okay. We have a POS machine. You can swipe as much as you want."

I'm afraid, she doesn't have a dime, she just deceives them out.

Then he locked the door and stayed in the house.

If she swiped all the million in the card to them, these people would just assume that she had money and refuse to pay it back, and would try to pry more out of her mouth, and they would not be able to leave here.

"Since you don't give me face, then I won't give you face either!"

With that said, Nanchu took out his mobile phone and pretended to call the police.

The leader of the gang snatched her phone away and pushed her hard: "You bitch! Do this! I think you don't know how to live or die!"

Nan Chu stumbled, his lower back hit the edge of the cabinet, and he fell back unsteadily.

A big hand suddenly grabbed her waist and held it steady.

Nan Chu looked up, his expression suddenly frozen: "You, how did you..."

Lu Zhilu glanced at her with mixed emotions in his eyes, and said quietly: "I saw something was wrong with you, so I drove over and followed you."

The sight in front of me didn’t need any explanation at all.

Lu Zhilu understood what was going on at a glance.

The leader raised his chin and looked at Lu Zhilu provocatively: "Who are you? Do you want to help their family pay off their debt? If you don't pay back, get out and don't get in the way here."

Lu Zhilu smiled cruelly, "Someone does want to get out of here, but it's definitely not me."

"Hey, you sound crazy. Do you know how much money his family owes?"

"I don't need to know."

Lu Zhilu took out his cell phone, opened the electronic version of his lawyer's license, and showed it in front of them: "I'll count to three and get out of here. If you don't get out, you'll be sued."

Just breaking into private houses is enough for them to drink a pot.

They are a group of people who fear nothing. The first thing they fear is cunning lawyers.

The leader followed the guy and walked past Nan Chu with his two younger brothers.

He said harshly: "You are lucky today! If you have the ability, you can take this lawyer with you every day!"

Nan Jian'an ran up and wanted to hug Lu Zhilu's thigh.

But as soon as the group of debt collectors left, Lu Zhilu grabbed Nan Chu's wrist and left without saying a word.

Nan Jian'an: "Why is he so arrogant?! He doesn't even say hello to my father-in-law when he sees him?"

Meng Jingyi rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

"If he is not arrogant, can he scare those debt collectors away? Okay, hurry up and bring a basin of water to wipe the bloody stain on the door! It's really unlucky! If the landlord finds out, he might kick us out!"

downstairs.

Lu Zhilu calmly said two words: "Explain."

Nan Chu's eyes wandered and he lowered his head slightly, "What are you telling me? You said you would no longer care about the mess in my family. You also blocked my dad's mobile phone number."

Lu Zhilu lowered his eyes and looked at the back of her neck, frowning and feeling a little annoyed: "Blame me?"

"No, no one wants to take care of this kind of mess. It's normal for you not to help me. My dad deserves it."

Spring is now in full swing in the Imperial Capital, and places with good sunshine during the day are glowing with warmth.

Lu Zhilu's eyes were also filled with restlessness.

"I said I don't care about Nan Jianan, so why should I care about a scumbag?"

He paused: "But I never said I don't care about you."

A situation like today is obviously not the first time.

Including the fact that his family moved to this old and small community, he knew nothing about it.

Nan Chu pursed his lips, like a guilty child, and didn't speak for a long time.

When he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse: "Then how are you going to control me, or can you control me forever? My father owes you so much money, who am I qualified to ask you for help?"

Just because she is Mrs. Lu?

But soon, it won't be anymore.

Lu Zhilu stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, "Why are you crying? Didn't I drive away those debtors? Next time they come, won't they call me? I gave Nan Jianan's number. You’re blocked, but I didn’t block you, right, Nan Chu?”