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

Yan Haoyue was not a heartless person. He looked at Xiao Yan tentatively and said, "It would be meaningless for you to cut off his hands and feet. Why not keep him to work and pay off the debt?"

"The casino will soon become an asylum if you continue to take people in this way."

Xiao Yan held a lit cigarette between his fingers. The rising wisps of white smoke blurred his deep facial features, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, the cold light in his eyes was as sharp as a blade, and he had no intention of letting go.

It was obviously not Xiao Yan's style to mercifully let a gambler go and give him a chance to reform and start a new life. This even went against his rules of conduct.

Repaying debts is justified.

Every gambler holds on to the hope of luck, thinking that he is the one favored by God and that even if he loses everything, he can still get away with it safely. If he doesn’t learn a lesson, he will never change his bad habits.

There will always be a next time.

Just like some rules, once they are established, they cannot be broken. If they are broken once, there will be countless times. This loophole cannot be opened.

When Xiao Yan really got down to work, he was ruthless and cruel, and completely stopped flirting with her.

Yan Haoyue was still standing on the edge of a knife and couldn't see a way out, so how could he dare to continue begging for mercy?

The man who wanted to destroy his relatives for the sake of justice responded in a low voice: "Forget it then..."

Lao Ying had been with Xiao Yan for many years and quickly understood what he meant. He waved his hand and signaled his men to drag Ye Tai off the ground for punishment.

Ye Tai screamed with all his might: "Sister! Save me! We are siblings! How will our parents survive if my hands and feet are chopped off!"

I saw people being dragged out.

Yan Haoyue inevitably felt compassion.

What she feared was not Ye Tai's current fate, but if one day Xiao Yan lost his patience and interest in her, would she end up like him?

Xiao Yan caught a glimpse of her slightly pale face from the corner of his eye, and naturally caught her uneasy mood. He finally said, "He is your biological brother, you can handle it as you see fit."

Yan Haoyue’s brows relaxed.

Even Old Eagle was shocked. He didn't expect that the old man would make this concession for Miss Haoyue.

Owing the casino one hundred thousand dollars is not a big deal. One hundred thousand dollars is not even a drop in the bucket for Xiao Yan. But rules are more important than money. Today Ye Tai can owe the casino one hundred thousand dollars safely, but tomorrow Zhao Tai, Wei Tai, and Li Tai will come after hearing the news. Everyone can claim that they lost money in the casino and can work to pay off their debts if they have no money to pay back.

In the long run, the casino business may not be able to continue, and the casino business is small, but Xiao Yan's prestige in this Hong Kong street will not be established.

Xiao Yan and the eagle jumped over Ye Tai on the ground and just stepped out.

Yan Haoyue's cell phone rang. This phone was given to him by Suna, and currently only Suna knew the number.

Line connected.

"Xiao Si, I'm Nana. I'm organizing a pool party tonight. If you're free, come and have fun! My second brother is back from South City in Country C, and I want to introduce you to each other."

Country C? South City?

She had lost her memory, but she had a vague sense of familiarity and belonging to this place, which she did not have towards Nanyang.

Human intuition is very powerful, and once you start guessing, you won't stop.

Out of curiosity, she naturally wanted to go, but...

Su Na is Su Cha's biological sister, and Su Cha and Xiao Yan have a complicated relationship where they can talk business one second and point guns at each other's heads the next.

She said in embarrassment: "But I am working for Boss Xiao now, so it is not convenient for me to attend your private party."

Su Na complained: "Is it so hard to have freedom and human rights when working for Xiao Yan? You don't even have the right to make friends? Xiao Si, do you want to come?"

"Yes I do."

She needed to go out alone to find out the many doubts in her heart, but Xiao Yan would not help her solve those doubts.

Forgetting who you are and having a world so empty that you only have a nominal fiancé to rely on can actually make you fall into endless panic and helplessness.

She really wanted to restore her memory and also wanted to know her past. Even if her past was not good, it was her life.

Su Na on the other end of the phone suddenly had an idea: "I'll ask my eldest brother to talk to Xiao Yan tonight, so that you can sneak out. You, a little pony, don't need to follow him to discuss things, right?"

Yan Haoyue has an adventurous spirit in her bones. She wanted to escape. Her intuition told her that she did not belong here and Xiao Yan was not a good person.

The Su family’s influence in Nanyang cannot be underestimated. If she makes friends with the little angel Su Na, she may be able to find out her identity.

After leaving the casino, the silver-top Maybach swept past the Nanyang Center from Hong Kong Street.

She glanced casually out of the car window and saw a hearse parked in front of the Nanyang Central Hospital. Medical staff were carrying a body covered with a white cloth onto the hearse.

The male family member standing beside her with a solemn expression looked inexplicably familiar to her.

The silver-top Maybach flew past quickly.

Yan Haoyue looked back at the scene behind the car reluctantly. For some reason, he felt dull and depressed.

Xiao Yan followed her gaze and turned his head to look back - it was Yan Chen who came to Nanyang to claim the body. After the cremation today, he would probably carry the urn back to Nancheng to hold a funeral for Yan Haoyue.

From now on, there will be no more Yan Haoyue in this world.

He held her hand on her leg and changed the subject gently: "I found the house you mentioned last time. Go take a look. If you are not satisfied, look for another one."

Yan Haoyue had already forgotten about this, so she just mentioned it casually. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan actually found a small Western-style building that was 80% similar to the one she described.

The small western-style building in front of me is both retro and modern. A silver-top Maybach drives into the yard. At the entrance is a small French-style fountain, white windows and a semi-open corridor filled with sunlight. Various green plants are planted inside and outside. The long green vines on the second floor drag down, full of vitality.

This house was originally owned by an old man from Southeast Asia with very good taste. The decoration inside the house is mostly precious dark wooden furniture and unique handmade rattan chairs. Many of the murals hanging on the walls are unique works by famous foreign artists. It is a perfect combination of Chinese and Western styles, noble and elegant.

The original owner immigrated to Europe after making a fortune here. This house has hardly been lived in since it was renovated. After it was sold to Xiao Yan, Lao Ying hired a maid to clean the house inside and out yesterday, and now you can move in with your luggage.

At the corner of the lobby on the first floor, in addition to the large green plants, there is also a Steinway D-type grand piano worth more than one million yuan.

The furnishings and decoration in this house show the owner's good taste everywhere, and there is no overlap with the ruffian Xiao Yan, which is quite inconsistent.

Yan Haoyue never dreamed that this seemingly bright, warm and noble house would become a cage that imprisoned her in the near future.

Just as she was looking around with curiosity, Xiao Yan lowered his eyes to look at her, and his voice fell into her ear in a low voice: "This will be your home from now on, do you like it?"

She was very satisfied with the house. "I like it, but the color of the curtains is a bit dark."

"Then you change."

"I can decide?"

"You are the mistress of this house now." He took her hand and handed her a card. "This card is also yours."

She couldn't believe it: "I can spend any amount of money?"

"As long as you want it, as long as I have it, as long as I can afford it."

He looked at her steadily, and there seemed to be a whirlpool hidden in his amber eyes, clear yet deep and bottomless, which could suck people in. His usually sharp and unruly gaze now had a kind of gentle trap.

Her heart skipped a beat and the fingers holding the black card seemed to be burned, so she quickly retracted them.

Xiao Yan's phone rang.

It was Su Cha calling. Fearing something had happened, he walked to the terrace and answered the phone with his back facing her.

She lay there and eavesdropped on a few words, probably because Sucha was asking him to discuss a big deal.

After Xiao Yan agreed to the appointment, Su Cha just hung up the phone when he received another call.

It was Ye Tai, the spy he bribed and planted, who called.

Ye Tai said that Xiao Yan originally wanted to cut off his hands and feet, but for the sake of his biological sister Ye Xiaowu, he actually relented.

It is obvious that Ye Xiaowu, whose origin is unknown, is extraordinary to Xiao Yan.

Tonight, he will try how much Ye Xiaowu means in Xiao Yan's heart.

If it is heavy enough, it will be much more convenient to do things in the future.

A person without weaknesses is the strongest and invulnerable.

Xiao Yan used to be such a monster. He had no relatives, no lover, and no one he cared about, including his own life, which he took lightly.

He doesn't trust anyone deep down.

It is difficult to deal with such a person.

But since he wanted to take a big piece of the cake from Nanyang, he had to cut some meat and shed some blood.

Sooner or later, he will have to take control of the streets of Hong Kong.