The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Zhou Musheng continued to struggle.

But there was nothing he could do. The thugs from Wuyou Pavilion were big and strong, and in their eyes, his struggles were nothing more than a tickle.

Zhou Zigu called out, "Daddy, save me!"

Zhou Zigu looked at the scene in front of him. When he looked at Lady Yan, there was a hint of danger in his eyes: "Who are you and why are you detaining the young master of the Marquis of Xingchang Mansion!"

Song Nansheng also looked at Yan Niangzi and the others with a stern look on his face, and asked them, "Who are you? Let Mu Sheng go!"

A gorgeous lady dressed in red slowly walked forward a few steps.

She opened her red lips and said seductively, "My Lord, it's not impossible for me to release him, but your young master owes a large sum of money to our Wuyou Pavilion."

"Worry-free Pavilion?"

Zhou Zigu's pupils shrank slightly, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Look at the way you are dressed, so you must be the beautiful lady of Wuyou Pavilion? But how is this possible? How old is Mu Sheng? How could he gamble?"

Zhou Zigu also knew what Wuyou Pavilion was like.

When he looked at Zhou Musheng, he saw Zhou Musheng lowering his head with a guilty look on his face.

Madam Yan covered her lips and chuckled.

Pointing at Song Nansheng and Jiang Wanqing behind Zhou Zigu, he said, "My Lord, you can't say such things just to shirk your debt. Your young master has come here more than once or twice. Previously, it was the girl in white behind you who redeemed your young master. Young Master Mu Sheng is also an old hand."

Zhou Zigu listened to the words, turned around and looked at Song Nansheng.

Behind him, only Song Nansheng was wearing white.

Zhou Zigu frowned and asked, "Is what she said true?"

Song Nansheng was originally only concerned about Zhou Musheng, and when he saw that Zhou Musheng was doing well now, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when Zhou Zigu mentioned gambling, he felt a little guilty.

Her eyes flickered a little: "Now that you owe the money, just pay it back. Now that so many people are watching the fun, do you want Mu Sheng to lose his reputation?"

Zhou Zigu sneered and felt extremely speechless.

You dare to do such a thing, are you afraid of being embarrassed?

However, based on his understanding of Song Nansheng, he was afraid that the fact that he was hesitating was most likely true.

But at this moment, Jiang Wanqing added fuel to the fire: "Before, Mu Sheng was detained because of gambling, so I went to Wuyou Pavilion to redeem him. The old lady also taught him a painful lesson. I didn't expect that Mu Sheng would dare to do such a thing."

Song Nansheng glared at Jiang Wanqing fiercely. She was really bringing up something that was not relevant!

Jiang Wanqing's voice was quite loud. As soon as these words came out, the people around who were watching the show started pointing and talking.

"I didn't expect that the young master of the Xingchang Marquisate, at such a young age, would fall in love with gambling."

"I heard that this young master is just an adopted son. Jiang Wanqing takes care of her own child, so this adopted son should be taken care of by the old lady of the mansion. Previously, the old lady thought that the marquis was dead, so she might have doted on the young master a little, which is why this young master is so naughty at such a young age."

"Now, it's really embarrassing to have people from Wuyou Pavilion blocking the door."

"I heard that Wuyou Pavilion is also extraordinary, and no one dares to mess with it. Now the Xingchang Marquisate owes money to Wuyou Pavilion. I'm afraid that if the money is not repaid, there will be no way to leave."

"This young master is probably useless. What can a gambler achieve?"

"I heard that the Xingchang Marquisate has been living on Jiang Wanqing's dowry. Now that they have lost the money, they will not ask Jiang Wanqing to pay it back, right?"

"But I heard that Jiang Wanqing donated all his wealth to build the Good Doctor's Hall, didn't he?"

……

Zhou Zigu heard the discussions of the people around him.

His complexion became darker and darker.

Zhou Musheng is his only son and his hope in this life.

Now, Zhou Musheng gave him a big surprise!

Zhou Zigu looked at Jiang Wanqing and Song Nansheng coldly, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Jiang Wanqing said lightly, "After the Marquis came back, he only said a few words to me? Do I have time to talk to you about Mu Sheng? Besides, he is just an adopted son. How do I know that you value this adopted son so much?"

Song Nansheng, however, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Things have already happened. Is it any use to say these words? It is better to pay the money back earlier and not continue to stand in a stalemate at the doorstep."

Nowadays, there are more and more passers-by gathering at the door.

Zhou Zigu glanced around.

He took a deep breath.

Then he gestured to Lady Yan and said, "In that case, why don't you come into the mansion with us and discuss it in detail."

Unexpectedly, Lady Yan refused directly: "That won't do. What if you deny your debts after entering the mansion? Now that we are in front of so many people, we can talk it out. After all, this is the mansion of the Marquis of Xingchang, and you have many more people in your mansion than we do."

Seeing Zhou Musheng being lifted up by the strong man, Song Nansheng couldn't help but say, "My Lord, what are you still hesitating about? Hurry up and save Musheng."

Zhou Zigu frowned tightly, thinking that this beautiful lady was here to cause trouble.

It seems like he is trying to make a big deal out of this.

But seeing more and more people around, Zhou Zigu could only say helplessly: "Okay, then tell me, how much money does Mu Sheng owe you? We will pay it back."

Hearing this, Madam Yan slowly raised the corners of her lips.

He took out a piece of paper from his waist, then slowly walked forward and handed the note to Zhou Zigu.

Her red lips parted slightly: "My Lord, please take a look at it yourself. This is the IOU written by the young master of your house, and there is even a fingerprint."

Zhou Zigu took the paper with a gloomy look on his face.

When he saw the words clearly, his brows furrowed.

He looked up at Lady Yan and said through gritted teeth: "Fifty thousand taels of gold? Are you crazy?"

Lady Yan covered her lips and laughed: "My Lord, you must be joking. It's written clearly in black and white. Don't even think about running away from your debt!"

Zhou Zigu's eyes were filled with chills. He stared at Zhou Musheng not far away and asked, "Did you really gamble so much money?"

Zhou Musheng kept his head down, not daring to look at Zhou Zigu's eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Zigu looked at Lady Yan again and said, "He is just a child. How can he understand the concept of 100,000 taels of gold? Could it be that you tricked him and set him up?"