Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

Zhou Mengmeng stepped on a bus, sat on the seat, and looked out the window at the towering high-rise buildings, with a flash of yearning in her eyes.

I hope that one day, she can become a master and stop living such a poor life.

Shen Xichen's handsome face flashed in his mind.

Zhou Mengmeng hooked her lips, and a flash of determination flashed in her beautiful apricot eyes.

In the rental house, Father Zhou sat on a stool, rubbed his hands, and anxiously waited for his daughter's return.

It's time again for gamblers to demand their debts.

He was really afraid that those people would chop off his hands if they couldn't get the money.

Fortunately, the daughter didn't ignore him and kept taking money back to pay off his debts.

He was also annoyed, and he changed his past.

Today, he didn't gamble anymore, but just found a construction site to work and earn some coolie money.

But the work on the construction site is tiring and not profitable. If he wants to pay off his gambling debts quickly, it is impossible for him to pay off immediately just because he works on the construction site.

The huge debt made him want to return to the gambling table.

After all, maybe with just one hand, he can pay off all the current debts.

Heart and hands were a little itchy, Father Zhou got up and paced back and forth in the simple rental house.

There was a sound at the door, and then, Zhou Mengmeng's figure appeared at the door.

Father Zhou's eyes lit up, he hurriedly ran over, rubbed his hands together and said, "Daughter, you're back."

Zhou Mengmeng glanced at him, walked past him indifferently with vegetables, came to the kitchen, and started preparing dinner.

"Hey, as soon as my daughter comes back, Dad will be lucky."

Zhou's father smiled, followed behind Zhou Mengmeng, and said flatteringly, "Do you want Dad to help?"

His daughter is his cash machine, and he wants to flatter her well.

"Go away."

Zhou Mengmeng glared at Father Zhou angrily, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and ruthlessly chopped the minced meat on the chopping board, venting her depression.

"If you really want to help, then pay off the debt you owe yourself, and don't drag me down. I will be grateful."

Without his dragging her down, how beautiful would she be in the Mood for Love?
Unfortunately……

"I'm sorry, it's my father's fault, my father is useless, and my father should die."

Father Zhou slapped himself hard, and his old eyes overflowed with water, "Daughter, don't worry about me, let those people kill me to pay off the debt. As long as I die, you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering." gone."

His daughter's soft heart, he said, would only make her feel sorry for herself, instead of really caring about herself.

Sure enough, Zhou Mengmeng frowned, and said in a irritated low voice, "That's enough, get out, don't stand in my way here."

Knowing that she would not be ruthless and ignore him.

He was sure that she would soften her heart.

"Okay, daughter has worked hard. I'll boil some water and pour you a glass of water to cool down."

Zhou's father wiped the corners of his eyes where there were no tears, and ran out courteously to boil water.

Zhou Mengmeng closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and concealed the astringency in her eyes.

It was really unlucky for eight lifetimes to devote herself to being the daughter of a gambler.

In the small living room, Zhou's father filled the kettle with water, plugged in the electricity and started to boil the water, and then sat on the side waiting for dinner.

Seeing the busy figures in the kitchen, Father Zhou was a little uneasy.

I don't know how much money my daughter can spend this time to pay off his gambling debts.

What he owed was usury. Although they were paying back the loan every month, those people kept saying that what they paid was only interest.

He didn't know when the days of trembling and trembling would be the end.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, which made Zhou's father's heart skip a beat.

someone is coming!

Is it the vampires?

Father Zhou swallowed his saliva, walked to the door tremblingly, and asked tremblingly, "Who, who is it?"

"Old man Zhou, open the door quickly."

A man's impatient voice sounded outside the door.

Hearing the three words old man Zhou, Father Zhou knew that the people outside must be those debt collectors.

He hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and saw that Zhou Mengmeng had stopped cooking and was staring at him coldly.

"Daughter... daughter, he...they are here."

Father Zhou stammered, pointed at the door and said.

Zhou Mengmeng bit her lip, walked to the door, gave Father Zhou a hard look, took a deep breath and opened the door.

Outside the door, several young men with yellow hair strode into the room led by a middle-aged man with a scarred face.

"It's so slow to open the door, old man Zhou, are you ready for this month's interest?"

The leader, Dao Scar, sat down on the chair in the living room with a grumpy face and crossed his legs, while a young man beside him looked at Zhou's father and asked arrogantly.

"Daughter... daughter... money..."

Zhou's father timidly leaned towards Zhou Mengmeng and tugged at her sleeve.

He has no money and can only rely on his daughter.

Zhou Mengmeng shook off Zhou's father's tugging, glared at him bitterly, then controlled the inner anger, and turned to look at Scarface.

"Boss Qian, you have already taken our interest for three years and five months. My father owes so much money on the IOU. Can you stop there? You know, it is illegal for you to ask for debts like this. "

This gang of vampires, relying on their own black power, demanded debts lawlessly, and she had had enough of it long ago.

It's a pity that she is just a helpless and weak woman, and she can't compete with this group of people at all.

"Hehe, what a neat little mouth."

Dao Scar looked Zhou Mengmeng up and down on his face, and a hint of coldness flashed in his triangular eyes.

"It's only natural to pay back the debt. I only know that your father owes money. What's the matter, don't you want to pay it back?"

These people rely on these gamblers to earn interest.

If they dare not give it, they have plenty of solutions.

"Why don't you pay it back? Obviously we have been paying off the debt, and we have already paid it off."

Zhou Mengmeng stared at Scarface bitterly, hating these vampires to the core.

"Ha, pay it off? If I didn't sympathize with you father and daughter and let you pay in installments, do you think you can live in peace until now?"

Scarface's breath became colder and colder, he took out a pocket knife from his back pocket, and played with it carelessly.

"What's the matter, seeing that my old man is easy to talk, you father and daughter are planning to climb on top of me?"

"Hmph, if you don't pay back the money, then first remove one arm, and then sell him on the black market to see if the old guy's kidney can pay off the debt."

The young man at the side snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and was about to pull Father Zhou.

"No, no, Boss Qian, don't do this, we will pay back the money, we will definitely pay back the money."

Father Zhou was about to pee out of fear, he held Zhou Mengmeng's clothes tightly, and begged, "Daughter, you must have brought money back, right? Give it to them quickly."

He knew that this group of people were cruel and cruel, and they couldn't do anything.

He didn't want to fall to the point where his body was missing parts.