After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

An underground boxing ring in Jiangcheng.

This place was originally a bar, but it was closed down by the police and closed for a long time. After it reopened, it was run as a boxing ring with bets under the guise of a bar.

There was a match going on in the ring at this time. One of them had been beaten to the point of death. His face was almost covered with blood. He fell to the ground again and never got up again.

The onlookers burst into cheers after waiting for the referee's final decision. Some people who had lost the bet spat at the man who fell to the ground angrily.

And Song Changhai was one of those who lost the bet.

His face was pale and unwilling, and while the crowd was noisy, he bent over and seemed to want to leave secretly. As a result, after taking a few steps, a man with short hair came over and hooked his shoulder: "Where are you going? "

When Song Changhai saw the other party, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and said tremblingly: "Brother Kuan."

"Seeing me so happy?" A man named Brother Kuan dragged Song Changhai to the elevator aside: "I'm not asking you to pay back the money."

The sky above the arena, that is, the second floor is open, with special VIP seats in four directions. Sitting on it, you can watch the competition below from the best angle.

Song Changhai was taken to the second floor by Brother Kuan. When he passed by a private room, the door of the other party was opened. Song Changhai accidentally glanced inside, with a sudden look on his face.

Brother Kuan noticed that, after taking the person to the room, he lit a cigarette and asked, "What, do you know our boss?"

Song Changhai asked: "Your boss?"

"It's the one in the private room just now." Brother Kuan squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette before looking at Song Changhai and said, "I'm not usually here, but I came here recently."

Song Changhai didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His face was full of thinking.

"Looking at your expression just now, do you think we know each other? If we do, maybe we won't have to pay back the money you owe."

Song Changhai suddenly raised his head when he heard this: "You...are you telling the truth?"

Brother Kuan blew out the smoke and was surprised: "Oh, do we really know each other?"

"...I've seen it before." Song Changhai thought for a while and then asked tentatively: "What's your boss's name? In addition to this boxing ring, do you do anything else?"

"This is not something you should ask about." Brother Kuan said with a smile, and added meaningfully: "Our boss will do whatever makes money."

……

Song Xier went back to her room after eating, leaving Su Mei and Shang Zhenglin their own space.

The room here is naturally not as big as the one in the merchant, but Su Mei has obviously tidied it up carefully. The bed sheets and quilt covers were all new and clean for her. Even the desk next to it is arranged according to her usual habits. holding her things.

In a daze, it seemed like they were back in the days before they went to the merchant many years ago.

At that time, Su Mei and Song Xi'er were living a very hard life. Sometimes, even a pack of [-]-cent instant noodles wanted to break it in half and eat it twice.

But even so, Song Xier never had any complaints.

Even though they have no fixed place and move around, every time they go to a place, even if they only stay for a few days, Su Mei will clean it up carefully so that the two of them can have a temporary home.

Song Xi'er sat at the end of the bed and looked at the small but cozy bedroom in front of her. She couldn't help but curl her lips, feeling inexplicably relieved and warm in her heart.

After looking at it, she took out her cell phone and took a photo on the desk next to her.

I originally wanted to take another picture from a different angle, but a message suddenly popped up, from Shang Ji: [Answer the phone. 】

Song Xi'er made a move, and the next second the phone interface had jumped to the caller ID.

Song Xi'er stared at Shang Ji's name for a while before picking it up and putting it to her ear.

She did not speak.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds before Shang Ji's voice came: "Where are you?"

"What's the matter with Mr. Shang?" Song Xi'er asked. This time, she didn't even call her cousin.

"You changed your tune so quickly?" Shang Ji sneered: "The second uncle and second aunt haven't divorced yet."

Song Xier looked at the closed door: "No one can change the decision my mother made."

Su Mei usually seemed to be very talkative and respected Song Xier's choices. As for Shang Zhenglin, she would never express any opinions without permission based on her status.

But because of this, as long as she says it, it is basically impossible to change it.

"That's a coincidence." Shang Ji said, "If the second uncle doesn't want a divorce, it will probably be useless even if the second aunt threatens to force her to death."

Shang Ji's tone was decisive, and his meaning was very clear. As long as Shang Zhenglin didn't want a divorce, his marriage to Su Mei would be inseparable.

"Mr. Shang, why did you call me?" Song Xi'er asked.

"Where are you now?" Shang Ji asked.

Song Xier frowned: "You want to come over?"

Shang Ji didn't answer but asked: "Is the second uncle here?"

"……Yes."

"Yes." Shang Ji responded: "Send me the address."

After that, she hung up the phone without waiting for Song Xier to finish.

Song Xi'er lowered her head and looked at the screen of her mobile phone. In the end, she still didn't send the address to Shang Ji.

Moreover, there was something wrong with the noise coming from outside the door. Song Xier hurriedly put away her phone and opened the door, when she saw Su Mei closing the door.

"Uncle Shang is gone?" Song Xier asked.

"Yeah." Su Mei nodded.

Song Xi'er frowned and wanted to ask something. Su Mei spoke first: "Xi'er, you don't have to worry about the matter between me and your uncle Shang. Mom will take care of it. All you have to do is concentrate on your review and don't think about anything else."

"Just now... Shang Ji called me." Song Xi'er said, "Ask me if Uncle Shang is here. It sounds like other people in the business also know that Uncle Shang is here."

"Well, Mom knows." Su Mei raised her hand to help Song Xi'er tuck the hair on her cheek behind her ears and asked softly: "Xier, do you blame Mom?"

"The conditions of the merchant are so good. If mom hadn't filed for divorce with your uncle Shang, you would definitely have been better off staying in the merchant than leaving with mom -"

"Mom." Song Xi'er frowned and interrupted before Su Mei could finish her words: "What did you say?"

"No matter how good the conditions of the business are, it's theirs. It has nothing to do with me, and I don't care." Song Xi'er stepped forward and held her mother's hand: "Besides, if I hadn't worried about you, I wouldn't have gone back to the business with you. of."

No matter how rich the merchant is, to Song Xier, it belongs to others.

She wouldn't ask for money from merchants. She kept all the pocket money Shang Zhenglin gave her on a separate card over the years without touching a penny.

Although she has lived in the merchant for so many years, for Song Xier, every time she goes there, she goes there as an outsider.

If it weren't for her mother...and Shang Ji, she would have left the business completely long ago.

"Silly boy." Su Mei's eyes were a little moist.

"Mom." Song Xi'er returned what Su Mei had said to her with a smile: "Now that you have made your decision, as your daughter, I will definitely support you. As for the reason, you can tell me when you want to say it. It’s not too late.”

"As long as you are happy, I will support you unconditionally."

Su Mei smiled happily: "As long as I have you, Mom will be happy."

As if something suddenly occurred to her, the smile on Su Mei's face paused: "Xi'er."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Although mom hasn't divorced your uncle Shang yet, since we have moved out, we will try not to contact the merchants again in the future."

"Yeah." Song Xi'er nodded: "I know."

"Especially Shang Ji." Su Mei added: "He is the person with the most say in the business besides the old man. If he gets close, it will inevitably cause gossip."