Chapter 98 Of course I am not always right

Chapter 98 Of course I am not always right

After Cui Jing repeatedly said that it was okay, Xue Yijie gave up the idea of ​​checking her feet.

Xue Yijie didn't mention what happened just now the whole night. After coming out of the cinema, they walked side by side and talked about the plot, passing by the pattern of radial fireworks. The mobile electronic screen on the top of the store displayed the countdown to the New Year, and the LED lights emitted a red light, shining on Xue Yijie's face.

He smiled warmly, and when he talked about the funny parts of the movie, the arc of his smile became even more perfect and beautiful. Cui Jing wanted to mention what happened just now several times, but she always wondered whether she had an extra memory or he had lost a memory.

When they got back to the hotel, Cui Jing dragged a chair over and began to interrogate him. She had to teach him what a long mouth meant.

"What's going on with you tonight? Me and that white-haired guy? It was just an accident. I don't know his name, and I don't know him."

"I know, I believe you." Xue Yijie said seriously.

"Yes, believe me, I don't like him. And he's not as good-looking as you."

"Yes." Xue Yijie nodded. That man's face was painted so white, his makeup was so heavy, he was not tall enough, and his arms and legs were thin. Cui Jing would be blind to like him. But what if he was a good man? Tall and long-legged, rich and powerful, not promiscuous and forceful, and respectful.

What if she wants to?

"You can be jealous or express your emotions. Being in a relationship doesn't mean you have to bottle up your emotions. It's unhealthy for you to do that."

Xue Yijie nodded.

"So you admit that you were jealous just now?"

Xue Yijie nodded again. Cui Jing felt that he was very different from the stereotype. "You look like a little girl in everyone's eyes. Would you get angry if someone said you were a girl?"

She also wanted to hear his opinion on these.

"In the past, many people said that I was feminine, clean, and particular, like a girl, but I didn't mind. I didn't think it was derogatory to be called a woman."

He is indeed unique.

Cui Jing once again confirmed that she really liked the non-masculine qualities in him, the lack of arrogance and indifference that were universally seen. He was like a perfect symbol of male beauty, growing up in Guanghan Palace like a gentle moon rabbit, and transforming into a human form when he grew up.

Xue Yijie added: "And I believe in you too."

Cui Jing was about to praise him for not having wild thoughts, which was good, when she heard him say, "It doesn't matter even if you like him. I won't be angry."

"It doesn't matter?"

"I mean whatever you do is right, Choi Jung."

“I’m certainly not right about everything I do.”

"You are." Xue Yijie said with certainty.

"No." Cui Jing stopped fiddling with the water cup and shook her head slowly. She looked a little serious and said, "Of course I'm not always right. Why do you think so?"

The ringing of the phone disrupted her unorganized words. She looked at the unfamiliar number and answered:

"Hey."

The gruff voice on the other end of the line said, "Hello, Cui Jing! We called you a few days ago." Then another voice came, this one more polite and stereotyped than the previous one, "Ms. Cui, hello, your brother Cui Peng has voluntarily borrowed money from others several times, and now the total amount of loans has reached 50. He and his family are unable to repay, so he wants to seek your help according to his wishes."

"How come there are 50 more? Didn't we just pay them back before? Ahhhhhhh, sister... sister!... You must save me." Cui Peng screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"It's so noisy." Cui Jing held the phone farther away.

"Did you hear me? Let this kid be quiet." A rough man shouted, "Can you pay it back? Do you have the money? If you don't have the money, your brother's leg will be gone."

Cui Peng's voice came from far away: "Sister! My dear sister! Please, please save my legs! I will be your slave from now on."

Cui Jing was so angry that she had no place to vent: "Let him die now."

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At the junction of town and city, in a dark alley, under the light, several fierce-looking men surrounded a man kneeling on the ground.

A man smokes in the shadows.

"Hello, this is your brother, hello! Hello! Damn, hung up. The other end didn't give me the money, hung up the phone, and said..."

“What else did you say?” Cui Peng knelt on the ground, snot dripping onto his lips. His lips trembled, and he stared at the man holding the phone, his legs trembling.

"And told you to die."

"Boss Zhai, what should we do?" Boss Zhai's men came to them a few days ago. Boss Zhai is currently the employer of their debt collection company, and hired them to assist the lending company in debt collection. He watched helplessly as the debt collector borrowed money to repay his debts, robbing Peter to pay Paul. Neither of these two walls belonged to him. He paid Paul's debt and left Paul with nothing to pay for it.

Zhai Yang walked out from the shadows. He had just come from a social event and looked a little tired, with a condescending look.

Cui Jing doesn't want to care about his brother's life or death, so he is useless.

"continue."

This means using his leg to pay off the debt.

"My sister would never do this to me. Let me go see her. I will go find her! She is just cruel at the moment. I will meet her in person and she will definitely agree!" Cui Peng widened his eyes and watched the man with the iron rod approaching. He crawled away.

"I'm sorry! I will pay the money back! My sister will not ignore me, I am her brother! She will take care of me if I turn over a new leaf! My parents can continue to raise money! We sell the house! Yes, if we lose the house, we can also sell the coffin house. Ahhhhh!" Cui Peng's heart-wrenching voice continued in the night like a saw.

He didn't know why it turned out like this.

He clearly won money at the beginning, winning more than 200,000 yuan, and then his childhood friend asked him to drink some wine.

His childhood friend's family was in financial difficulty, so he borrowed tens of thousands of dollars and bought some gold for his parents before the New Year. His father bought a large solid Pi Xiu, and his mother bought a whole set of gold jewelry, including a necklace, a large gold bracelet, and exquisite earrings.

I thought about how they would wear these things to show off even though they said they didn't want them. I also bought my sister a piece of jewelry called Pandora, saying that young girls like these things. I strung a lot of beads on it and spent more than 1 yuan on it.

After a few days, he realized that he had not redeemed the house yet. How much money was left for him to buy back the house? If he worked hard for two or three thousand yuan, it would take him several lifetimes to buy back the house.

He went to gamble again, thinking that he would stop after one bet, but he won. What happened next? He couldn't bear to recall it anymore. He lost every bet, and he couldn't stop because he was so obsessed with gambling that he could win back everything he had lost. If he stopped, he would have nothing.

He couldn't stop.

"I'll go get a loan! I'll go get a loan! I'll pay you back after I get the loan, and I... we can still sell it, home appliances. I!" Beads of sweat were pouring down Cui Peng's forehead, and he was extremely nervous and excited. "Please lend me some more money! Please, lend me some more money. I can still gamble it back. As long as I turn the tables, I can get it all back! It was like this before! Boss Zhai! Please lend me some more money privately."

"You have nothing to offer me." Zhai Yang looked at the low electric wires at the top.

"Me! I have me, my sister is very beautiful!"

Zhai Yang asked the thug holding the stick to stop. He lowered his eyes and looked at him, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Boss! Boss! My sister is very beautiful! Let me show you her photo. I have it in my phone."

Seeing that the boss seemed interested, the debt collector took the phone that Cui Peng had confiscated. Zhai Yang held the phone in front of the man and squatted down:

"Unlocked."

"Look." Cui Peng unlocked her phone with shaking fingers. The photo was a Chinese New Year photo of the siblings smiling brightly. She was a little shy at the time, but she was still happy. "Her unlucky husband was a man with a bad fate. He overturned his car and fell off a cliff just three days after their marriage."

Zhai Yang paused while smoking.

“Any more photos?”

"It's all in there, Zhai...Boss Zhai."

"You seem to have a good relationship with her."

"I...my sister and I actually had a pretty good relationship before."

Zhai Yang stuffed the burning cigarette butt into Cui Peng's mouth, and the experienced people from the debt collection company blocked Cui Peng's mouth.

The fire burned his mouth and esophagus. The dry cigarette ash scattered in his throat before being moistened by saliva and entering his lungs with his breath. Cui Peng knelt on the ground with bloodshot eyes, staring at the man who suddenly appeared and forced him, and let out a quick, painful and hoarse cry of resentment.