Zhou Liuyi is now locked up. He has to check all his things again and again. His catchphrase has become:
"Don't try to trick me, kid!"
But his phone was still frequently bombarded with calls, with people constantly asking for repayment:
"Golden Cripple, if you don't pay me back, I will pull out your gold teeth!"
"It's less than 30,000 yuan in total, and you've been dragging it out for more than two years!"
…
Looking at this guy again, with a bruised face and nose, you will know the reason.
Wu Xiaowei beat him before for money, and beat him to death.
The food was also the takeaway food that Nanyi gave Pi Sanjin. Zhou Yu scraped off the burrs on the chopsticks and asked Pi Sanjin:
"Your sister Nan is so rich, why can't she pay you back a little?"
Pi Sanjin's mouth was full of oil:
"You know that a dragon gives birth to nine sons, and each of them is different, right?"
"Know."
"Then you should know that among the brothers who eat from the same pot, some are very successful, while others are useless and can't achieve anything high or low. Money belongs to whoever has it."
Pi Sanjin and Zhou Liuyi ask for money:
"If you think I'm too poor, why don't you give me some?"
Saturday shakes his head:
"roll!"
Pi Sanjin:
"Pah, your wallet is tighter than your asshole."
Pi Sanjin took Zhou Liuyi out for dinner:
"I'm telling you, don't even think about opening the door secretly when I'm not paying attention, and don't even think about running away..."
Zhou Liuyi noticed the old man driving the car. He was about fifty years old and looked amiable. He smiled and greeted Zhou Liuyi:
"Hello, young man!"
On Saturday, I felt uncomfortable all over and asked Pi Sanjin:
"Who is this person?"
Nanyi asked Zheng Zhuwei to go shopping with them. The two girls were queuing up to buy milk tea. On Saturday, a man wearing a baseball cap and a mask came over and handed out flyers.
In the past, this kind of dressing would look strange, but in recent years, it has become very normal.
The person who came was Lei Ming again.
On Saturday, I briefly shared with Lei Ming the information I had collected:
"There's something fishy about Zheng Zhuwei. She's now the mistress of a man who works at a village bank and seems to be very rich. I just don't know what kind of deal they're doing."
Lei Mingdao:
"Liu Jiangkun? The actual controller of the village bank, is there any problem?"
Generally speaking, no one would directly think that there are problems with banks. If there are problems with banks, then where can ordinary people entrust their lives and property?
"I don't know, but recently, Nanyi has been working hard on this person. It's not just ordinary work. From antique brush washers, golf membership cards, to recharge cards of high-end restaurants, five or six million has been thrown in, but the other party is still lukewarm. Nanyi is still trying to work hard."
Lei Ming told Zhou Liuyi what he had investigated in other places.
Especially, that photo, about five people.
The paper bag that Zhou Liuyi was holding in his hand suddenly broke.
He looked in the direction of Zheng Zhuwei with red eyes.
That woman must know everything!
Lei Ming said:
"Now the case has almost reached the stage where it can be concluded. We can arrest the suspects, and then work hard to get their confessions and catch them all in one fell swoop."
It means coming back on Saturday.
Zhou Liuyi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Snow fell all over his shoulders and his nose was red.
"There's no rush at this moment."
When Nanyi and Zheng Zhuwei came over, Lei Ming went to distribute flyers somewhere else. On Saturday, he drove the car, with Nanyi and Zheng Zhuwei sitting in the back.
"That's the situation. No one can be immune to it, right?"
Zheng Zhuwei smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt. The gold chain on her hand was very thick and well made, but Zheng Zhuwei still seemed dissatisfied:
"Sister Nan, you are too polite. You are still spending money on this three thousand yuan dress. I don't like gold ones. They are too tacky. I look like a nouveau riche."
This is a bit disrespectful, and it is obvious that they are squeezing Nanyi, looking down on the so-called gift of 3,000 yuan, but Nanyi is still pressing forward:
"Although we have known each other for a short time, we hit it off right away. There are still many things in the past that we can talk about slowly. Who doesn't like gold? If you don't like it, you won't go to such great lengths to get it back."
Zheng Zhuwei's face looked unhappy, but Nanyi was beaming with joy:
"Gold is a much more valuable asset than jewelry and diamonds. A pound of gold can be cut and sold as a pound of gold. However, a 10-carat diamond can be sold at a sky-high price. If it is broken into pieces, it will be worthless. The difference is directly from hundreds of millions to hundreds of thousands.
A couple of years ago, my favorite thing to stockpile was amethyst. I bought several million worth of it, but now I can’t even sell it for 200,000.
When I was younger, I liked tourmaline and beeswax, but those things are even less valuable and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy. Now at Taobao, you can buy a lot of them for a few hundred yuan.”
Zheng Zhuwei mocks NAFA:
"With your financial management skills, the best way to manage your finances is to not manage your finances."
Nanyi’s smile is as beautiful as a flower:
"How can I not manage my finances? The birth rate has dropped so low now. I don't even know if I can get back the money I paid for my pension insurance. As long as I'm alive, I have to keep working hard. Who knows, maybe there will be a bright future. I can make back all my life's money in one go."
Zheng Zhuwei still refused to give in, but her attitude seemed to be softening:
"I still want to advise you not to spend all the money you earned by luck by relying on your own strength."
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"In this world, having luck is also considered a skill."
Zhu Jiayin and Fan Di stayed by Zheng Huozhong's bedside almost all the time. As soon as he opened his eyes, they hurried to find a doctor.
He was fed a sip of water, but he could not drink it. It all flowed out from his mouth. He looked at Zhu Jiayin and Fan Di tremblingly.
Although the two of them were not wearing police uniforms, they were smart and capable, and at first glance they did not look like ordinary public servants from other professions.
But the police.
No one could understand what he said, only the nanny who had been taking care of him for many years could make out what he said.
He said one sentence and the nanny translated it.
“This day has finally come.”
"This is all retribution!"
…
Zhu Jiayin quickly took out the law enforcement recorder and recorded everything.
They heard an extremely tragic truth.
"This is my uncle. The driver is driving. It doesn't matter who drives. I am embarrassed to meet people with my appearance. It's not cool. But my uncle is different. Look at his temperament. Doesn't he look like a retired old cadre?"
Song Fu was looking at Zhou Liuyi, and Zhou Liuyi was also looking at him.
Anyway, I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.
Saturday joked:
"Oh, with such a big logo, driver uncle, these shoes are not cheap, right? My sister Nan also bought me a pair a few days ago, and she said it cost 20,000!"
Pi Sanjin was a little at a loss for words.
Song Fu smiled faintly:
"Miss Nan said that we are businessmen, and our clothes are not simple clothes, but armor. The mall is like a battlefield. If we dress shabbily, what will others think of us? They will think that our financial situation is in trouble and we are going bankrupt."
Saturday smiled and said:
"Really? I saw the mayor of Ohara riding a bicycle for inspection, and no one thought our country was going to go bankrupt."
Song Fu laughed:
"You young people grew up in a market that was educated by the Internet, so you don't understand the importance of pomp and circumstance."
Saturday smiled and said:
"After I asked several taxi drivers whether they could tell whether a person was rich from the clothes they wore, and they all told me that it was not possible, I never bought any expensive clothes again."
Song Fu smiled and shook his head, as if he was a down-to-earth and steady driver:
"Young man, you are still too naive. Only the nouveau riche use fake things. The serious old money uses the real stuff."
There has been some progress in Nanyi's urging, and Zheng Zhuwei has given the news.
President Liu is willing to give me a chance to have a meal.
On the phone, Nanyi was almost profuse in expressing his gratitude, and his attitude was humble enough:
"Sister, thank you so much. I have some small things in my manor in the suburbs. If you like them, you can take any one you like."
Zheng Zhuwei now particularly hates Nanyi:
"No, keep those things dug out from the graves for yourself. If I had that much spare money, I would rather buy two more bags.
I really don't know why you like those teapots with patina and thick tea stains so much. I feel sick just looking at them.
Don't bring these things in front of me. They're an eyesore."
This is a roundabout way of saying that Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts is disgusting.
Nanyi didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead she smiled and agreed:
"Yes, yes, yes. I have to take into account the preferences of you young people. I am a senior member of Gucci and Prada. As soon as this year's new products arrive, I will have someone send them to you."
Zheng Zhuwei said in a pretentious tone:
"That's more like it. In fact, the bag is not worth much. But I remind you to stay away from our Lao Liu. Otherwise, I will make you look bad."
Not only was Nanyi not angry, it also took it as a favor from the other party:
"That's for sure. I'm already over 30, how can I compare to you in prettiness? Lao Liu has always been devoted to you and has never looked for anyone else in all these years. I will definitely not make myself unhappy."
Zheng Zhuwei was satisfied:
"Otherwise I wouldn't give you this opportunity."
Zheng Zhuwei hung up the phone. Nanyi's face was cold as ice and looked a little scary.
Zhou Liuyi sat next to him and handed a glass of sweet wine to Nanyi. Nanyi drank it in one gulp and paused for a long time without saying anything.
Zhou Liuyi poured her another glass of white grape sparkling wine, which was very sweet and had a high alcohol content. It tasted sweet with jumping bubbles, just like drinking Sprite and Coke, but the sweetness spread from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, leaving a long aftertaste, and one would get drunk very quickly.
Nanyi doesn’t like rum, but likes this kind of fruit wine.
"Stop drinking."
Nanyi took it and poured half a cup, then drank it all in one gulp:
"If you don't drink a few more glasses, how are you going to deal with the monsters that are coming?"
In fact, Nanyi students cannot drink much. Drinking too much will make their faces pale and they will need to rest for a day or two to recover. When the condition is particularly serious, they will even vomit blood.
But she always has to have a drink before going to work.
Zhou Liu looked at her and felt very conflicted.
Nanyi Xiaoxiao:
"What's the big deal? Everyone is breaking down while forcing themselves to move forward. They all say that being happy is the most important thing and that they should stop trying so hard. But the truth is that if I slack off even a little, my chance will be taken away by others."
After going through tremendous effort, Nanyi finally got the chance to have dinner with President Liu.
There were only a few dishes on the table, and this middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking very successful did not even move his chopsticks.
But when it was time to pay, Nanyi walked to the front desk in her high heels, looking seductive.
As soon as I saw the signed list on Saturday, I saw that I swiped my card for 48,000 yuan, and we didn't talk about anything. Everyone thought it was normal. It was a bottle of wine that cost 8,000 yuan. Everyone poured themselves a glass and didn't drink any more.
President Liu didn't even pick up his glass. Only Nanyi kept chatting awkwardly, saying things like, "Your clothes are really tasteful, and the skewers in your hand are really shiny..."
Zheng Zhuwei had been pouring wine for Nanyi. She deliberately ordered two bottles of high-concentration liquor and poured four or five cups:
"Sister Nan, it's rare that you're happy today, drink more."
But Zheng Zhuwei herself said:
"I don't like drinking. I'll drink some mineral water."
The waiter brought over a bottle of mineral water that he had also seen in the refrigerator at the South China Academy of Fine Arts on Zhou Liuyi. It cost ninety-eight yuan a bottle.
Zheng Zhuwei drank a bottle of mineral water, while Nanyi drank nearly two kilograms of white wine. Zhou Liuyi originally wanted to drink it for Nanyi, but Nanyi repeatedly warned him not to do so, saying that if he drank it, his status would no longer be so noble.
This made Zhou Liu feel his eyelids twitching.
I’m afraid Nanyi has drunk himself to death here.
But when Zhou Liuyi wanted to take it, Nan Yi stepped on his foot and told him not to move.
Nanyi kept smiling from beginning to end, without any loss of composure.
When President Liu and Zheng Zhuwei got in the car, the window rolled down and President Liu said to Nanyi:
"Please write down my cell phone number."
Nan Yi quickly took out his cell phone and wrote down the man's cell phone number.
Zheng Zhuwei, who was sitting in the back, looked at Nanyi's expression, which was absolutely ferocious, but there was nothing she could do.
Then, the car drove away, and Nanyi followed behind, smiling like a flower and bowing repeatedly, with an extremely flattering attitude.
But the car disappeared at the intersection, and Nanyi collapsed all of a sudden. He lay on the flower bed and vomited violently, wishing he could vomit out his stomach.
Zhou Liuyi took a bottle of mineral water for her to rinse her mouth, and then she sat down beside the flower bed and lay down softly, so Zhou Liuyi had to carry her on his back.
She covered her mouth with a tissue. She was already bleeding from the stomach, but she didn't care at all. She just hugged Zhou Liuyi's neck, and was very greedy for that kind of warmth:
"After a while, I won't have to live like this anymore."
Saturday one:
"Your money should be enough to support a middle-class or above life abroad, right? Why do you have to do this?"
Nanyi was drunk and had a beautiful face, like a rose in full bloom, full of color and beauty:
"You are too young. Do you think those canaries live in luxury houses abroad and lead a luxurious life that everyone envies? How is that possible? They depend on men in China, guarding their bank cards every month, waiting for money to be transferred from China. So what if they have luxury houses? They are not in their own names. Moreover, the furs of rich people are all registered and cannot be sold casually.
Unable to work, unable to show up in public to avoid being caught, without his own social circle, with language barriers, people will become depressed over time.
I know several people like this, and they have already started seeing doctors and taking medicine.
Why should I follow in that footsteps?"
Zhou Liuyi continued to ask along with Nanyi's question:
"So what did you do?"
Nan Yi's breathing was steady, and he seemed to be completely asleep.
Liang Peihe is now extremely busy, not because there are too few clues, but because there are too many clues.
With the information Zhu Jiayin and Fan Di got from Zheng Huozhong, plus the previous data from the Trace Inspection Department, they could use the human wave tactics to restart the previous major case.
Now, the case files of her cake shop alone can fill a truck. Xu Zhongping sat in front of the computer, drinking water and rubbing his forehead:
"My CPU is too hot and needs to be cooled down. This is the first time I've encountered so many cases like this."
Zhu Jiayin was amazed:
"I'm really impressed. I can earn more money without doing the pig-killing scam!"
The list is very long and it is still growing. It is not just the cases reported by local people in Sanjiang, but also many from other places.
Shang Tiankun was paying attention to the case value behind him, his eyes were almost cross-eyed:
"Oh my god, this order is worth hundreds of thousands to millions, and some people actually marry into wealthy families. This one order is enough for our women trafficking case to make for half a year."
Mao Jian also checked the legal provisions:
"For this kind of case, even fewer people are sentenced, and many victims will help the scammers to say good things, and some don't even allow the case to be filed."
Fan Di looked at so many numbers and felt his hands shaking a little:
"This scammer is much smarter than those old men and women. The old men and women can only extort a thousand yuan at most, but this will cost them a lifetime of wealth and glory."
Mao Jian added:
"Why are there so many rich people..."
Before he could finish his words, Fan Di started arguing with him:
"Your idea is wrong. Our economic direction is that some people who become wealthy will help others to become wealthy. These people who commit crimes will sooner or later fall into our hands. Why are you envious?"
Mao Jian covered his face with the case file:
"It's gone."
Xie Min has now moved her desk to a large office like everyone else's. Opposite her is a civilian policewoman who is in her thirties but has never had a family. She is quite shy and will blush when talking about sensitive topics. She actually looks down on the contents of the report:
"Just drive, tailgate, act like a spoiled child, and create a few chance encounters, and that's how you can marry into a wealthy family?"
Xie Min joked:
"You, as long as you dress up a little and smile a little when you talk, you will definitely find a good man."
Shang Tiankun took a break from his busy schedule and had to add:
"It's no problem to marry into a wealthy family."
The policewoman was sitting on the right bench:
"Why would I marry into a wealthy family? I have a legitimate job and a salary from the government. Do I need a man to support me? I work for the government and have a sense of accomplishment. What do I get from selling smiles to men? A look of respect?"
There are now quite a few people in the task force. Liang Peihe looked at the photo and was almost completely certain that the people in the photo were the five people who robbed the bank and committed heinous crimes that year.
However, the time was too long, and Zheng Huozhong's memory was confused, so it would take time to figure out the person in the photo.
Many places have been relocated, many people have left their hometowns, and even many of them may have passed away now.
Liang Peihe called Lei Ming and Sheng Changfeng over to sort out the case.
"First of all, the robbers were able to accurately carry out the crime when the bank was holding a morning meeting, when the escort vehicle had just left and the bank's security was at its weakest. They must have made a scouting move and made a plan."
"Secondly, they blew up the door next to the bank, so someone must have been able to get and understand explosives."
"Secondly, there are not many people who can drive that fast, get a car, and know how to drive."
…
Sheng Changfeng spread out the information he found about Zheng Huozhong on the table:
"We asked the neighbors around, and they said he came to Sanjiang City to earn money in the mines. He said he was doing blasting in the mines. He had gone to school for a few days and learned a little chemistry, but the mines just let him do blasting."
Lei Ming asked:
"Then why was there no news before?"
Sheng Changfeng said:
"In the past, when cities and towns were being built, the population was very mobile and everyone was paid in cash. Some people lost their jobs outside and their families didn't know about it. Train tickets require real-name authentication, and second-generation ID cards and facial recognition have only been around for the past decade."
Lei Ming was silent.
Technology blocks the path to finding the truth.
Zheng Huozhong confessed that he had been out for several years. The blasting almost made his ears deaf, and the dust was so heavy that some people had already fallen ill. He had no connections, and the little money he earned was earned by working hard in the mine for a few days, then coming down to drink some wine, play mahjong, and have some fun with a woman, and that was it.
Every year when I go home, my wife scolds me and I can’t make ends meet.
But at that time, there were a lot of capable people, and many of them were engaged in business and made money, so he started to have ideas.
Later, Liu Gui found him, gave him a cigarette, and said he wanted to find someone who knew how to blow up.
So he went.
"The difficulty of this case is that among these people, only Liu Gui was connected to them, but Liu Gui is now dead. In the past, when the police investigated a case involving a murder, their first thought was to investigate the social relations. In this case, a gang of this size is likely to be from the same hometown as outside the city."
Lei Ming nodded and said:
"That's right. Most murders are revenge killings, or the desire for money or sex. If you visit the suspects and collect evidence, you can have a general idea."
But who knew that the mastermind did not look for fellow villagers, but instead hired a group of people temporarily.
Zheng Huozhong confessed that after they finished, they took a photo as a souvenir, divided the money, and went their separate ways.
It had been so long that he had forgotten what those people he had only met once looked like, but it was not until last year that his daughter, Zheng Zhuwei, deleted all the people in the photo.
Lei Ming looked at the photo:
"Why not just arrest all the people above and interrogate them?"
Liang Pui Wo said:
"Wait a little longer."
Now Xiang Zhun took Zhu Jiayin to Liu Gui's home and asked his family if they had such a similar photo.
Nanyi was busy with work, and she took back all the money she had earned from the store and invested it in a villa in the suburbs.
Nanyi often took her father and Zhou Liuyi out to eat together. The old man was really not very good. When the soup was a little salty, he threw it directly on Nanyi's face:
"You're so salty, do you want me to die of high blood pressure so you can have fun with this man?"
Nanyi wiped the water off her face with the tablecloth, and then asked the kitchen to make another portion. She was as good-tempered as dough, without any temper at all:
"Dad, I don't think so. I want you to live a long life."
When Nanyi went to change clothes, the old man ordered Zhou Liuyi around, puffing his beard and glaring:
"Fill me up!"
The vintage liquor that Nanyi buys specifically from some wineries is very expensive, but the alcohol content is very high. You will feel it is very strong after taking a sip.
Saturday one:
"Why don't you drink less? One pound a day. The King of Hell will think you're trying to cut in line."
The old man blew his beard and glared:
"Wine is the essence of grain, it's a good thing, don't you know? I know, you just don't want to give me such good wine, and want to embezzle the money yourself."
As he said that, he picked up the other bowls and plates on the table and threw them at Zhou Liu. Zhou Liu was tall and strong, so he pinned him down directly.
The old man was like a crab, grabbing Zhou Liuyi's arm and scratching it until Nanyi came over with some good wine, and then he finally calmed down.
This makes people feel exhausted, but Nanyi must live with the old man.
The manor in the suburbs is a high-end leisure and entertainment venue with large horse farms and golf courses, where you can drink red wine and hold parties.
In the winery, those who open the red wine are all beautiful ladies carefully selected by Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts.
Before going to work, they all wore different uniforms. Those who sold red wine wore new models from big brands, which made them look very classy, ​​while those who sold white wine wore cheongsams, which made them look gentle and demure.
Not only were there women, but there were also handsome men who flirted with Zhou Liu. Zhou Liu showed disgust, and the men left immediately.
But other men would love to have it.
Nanyi brought Zhou Liuyi here for the first time and ordered a glass of whiskey. Zhou Liuyi took a look at the price tag, 1080, with only a shallow layer at the bottom of the glass, about the thickness of a finger.
Nanyi took a sip and let Zhou Liu have a taste as well.
Zhou Liuyi avoided Nanyi's lipstick marks, which made Nanyi a little disappointed. Zhou Liuyi frowned seriously:
"Is the profit so high? Why can't you pour a little more?"
Nanyi knocked on the cup:
"If you pour more, you'll get drunk early. How are you going to sell the rest of the wine?"
I saw a lot of handsome men and beautiful women on Saturday:
"I understand. The real purpose is not to drink."
Nanyi is wearing high heels, and her figure is slender, and her walk is fascinating:
"Of course, the wheat in a bottle of mineral water is not as expensive as a bottle of mineral water, but when it is processed into flour and then made into a beautiful cake, it will become a work of art and its value will soar."
Zhou Liuyi brought a piece of cake to Nanyi. Nanyi likes cakes but is afraid of getting fat, so she just took a bite and asked Zhou Liuyi:
"Am I beautiful or are they beautiful?"
Zhou Liuyi's gaze turned around and then fell on Nanyi:
"you."
Nanyi seemed somewhat satisfied.
All the skills she had trained Zhou Liuyi in before came in handy. Some people came to drink, some came to ride horses, and some came to play golf.
Saturday Questions to NAFA:
"How long have you been preparing for this place?"
Nanyi swayed the red wine in his hand:
"It's been four and a half years. We were losing money before, but now we should be making money."
Zhou Liuyi looked at Nanyi with interest. Nanyi smiled gracefully under the dim light:
"Losing money is to make more money. In fact, it is not really a loss, because you can earn it back from other places."
On Saturday, while taking a look around, I saw another earthen fish basket. Previously, I had been selling fish from the fish pond, but now it was time to clear out the fakes inside.
The bank president himself did not show up, but there were quite a few rich second-generation young masters who came. Some were the young masters of local restaurant chains, and some were the sole heirs to a special license. Many of them knew Nanyi themselves, and many were introduced by others.
From time to time, I glanced at Zhou Liuyi.
I don’t know what Nanyi said to President Liu in private, but these people’s eyes were mostly directed towards Zhou Liuyi.
Nanyi's unfathomable smile made everyone even more interested in Zhou Liuyi's identity.
On Saturday, you only need to do one thing:
Show off!
Throw money around!
To show off means to eat the best food and use the best things in Nanyi, and to spend money means that all consumption will be paid for in the name of Saturday Monday.
The most expensive scene was one where a group of people actually went to a store and ate food placed on the back of a young girl.
You can’t even bring your phone into that scene, or you’ll be criticized to pieces by keyboard warriors online.
When signing the contract, Nanyi didn't even blink, and hundreds of thousands of dollars went out directly.
Other consumption items are even more excessive. If someone goes to the winery to move wine, Nanyi will definitely give them tens of thousands more.
For golf membership, the maximum amount is raised directly, which amounts to hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.
Even if someone's car breaks down, Nanyi will call and use their own recharge card to repair or modify it. All of this means that the daily expenses are basically over ten thousand yuan.
Saturday is a bit unbearable.
These people who were eyeing his name spent money, and then had tea with him in his large villa decorated in Chinese style. Behind him were dozens of purple clay teapots on the huge screen.
I don’t know where Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts found so many purple clay teapots.
Nanyi asked him back:
"Why, everyone follows you around and calls you big brother, doesn't it feel good?"
Saturday smiled and said:
"Fuhuiquan Supermarket, the largest supermarket in Sanjiang City. Shao Yuxuan, do I have what it takes to become his big brother?"
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"Three people make a tiger, which means that as long as enough people say it, it is true. In my eyes, you are the son of a high-ranking official, your identity is a mystery, you are rich and knowledgeable."
Saturday one:
"But you know very well that I was just a kid from the countryside who followed my father around the streets repairing TVs when I was young. I was often barefoot and didn't even have shoes to wear. My wild skills were nothing."
Nanyi pretended to take a look:
"Really? I saw the leather shoes on your feet. They are new and very stylish."
In the evening, Song Fu drove to pick up Zhou Liuyi, and Nanyi waved goodbye to Zhou Liuyi.
Pi Sanjin looked at this scene:
"Sister Nan, aren't you afraid that this guy will run away with the money?"
Nanyi shook his head firmly:
"No."
Pi Sanjin sighed:
"Alas, I don't know how we became what we are now."
Nanyi's tone was very cold:
"You saved me, so if I have something to eat, I won't leave you without any."
Pi Sanjin ignored Nanyi's words and asked Nanyi:
"Sister Nan, how far have you and that boy come?"
Nanyi's tone became even colder:
"What do you mean by 'what stage it has reached'? You know the condition of my body. If I can do it myself, do you think I will let that bitch Zheng Zhuwei jump on my head? Not to mention that I am 29 years old this year, even if I am 49 years old, it will not be her turn!"
Pi Sanjin said:
"I went to play mahjong."
Everyone was away, and Nanyi was alone in the bathroom in her bedroom. The bathroom was luxuriously and exquisitely decorated, and the light on the huge dressing mirror was soft and delicate, making her look extremely beautiful.
But after taking off all her clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror and tears started to flow down her cheeks.
She cried so hard that she turned on the faucet and knelt on the ground crying.
She didn't even want to see herself in the mirror because there were many hideous wounds below her belly button, and even a catheter bag hanging underneath.
She hated this kind of thing so much that she almost endured the nausea while dealing with it. The process was very painful. After finishing it, she had to put on her clothes one by one without making a fuss and then wash her face which was covered with sweat and tears.
Outside the door, the hourly worker was about to get off work, and knocked on the door and asked her:
"Miss Nan, do you want to clean the bathroom?"
Nan Yi's face turned pale. This was the weakest time of the day for her. She threw the toothbrush cup at the door:
"Didn't I tell you not to come after six?"
Hourly worker:
"I took a late nap today..."
Nanyi's voice was so faint that it seemed to float away from the air:
"You don't need to come tomorrow."
The person outside the door left. She wiped her face and smiled at the mirror, beautifully, sadly, proudly, sweetly... Then, she pretended to be an adult without any turbulence.