She was pushed forward into the presence of the only man sitting in the private room.
The man, who appeared to be over thirty, had a stubbly chin and dyed golden hair with bangs sweeping to the side, a small ponytail at the back of his head, and a scar above his left eyebrow. He wore a leopard print jacket and slanted grey trousers. Golden bracelets adorned his wrist and three rings on his left hand.
His demeanor alone made it clear he was the boss—wealthy and stylish.
Others in the room called him—Brother Hu.
Yao sister, trembling, followed suit, "Brother Hu—"
"Oh my." Brother Hu exclaimed, his eyes gleaming as they roamed over Yao sister’s face, "I didn’t expect the child’s mother to be so beautiful."
Yao sister’s body shook violently.
Naturally, several KTV girls clung to Brother Hu’s sides, each vying for his attention.
Hearing Brother Hu’s words, these girls, though aware of their place, did not act spoiled but instead joined in, "You really maintain yourself well. Looking at your age, you must be over thirty, but your skin is so dewy. Are you short on cash? Why not come to our KTV, with Brother Hu backing you!"
Yao sister, a genuine and upright woman, had never encountered such a situation before. Her head felt as if it had been bombed, with smoke billowing around, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Observing the shaking Yao sister, Brother Hu grabbed a beer glass from the table, took a sip, and said to the giggling girls beside him, "All of you, leave."
"Yes, Brother Hu." The girls, adorned in colorful makeup, took the silver notes tipped by Brother Hu, chuckled, and walked past the still-trembling Yao sister as they left the room.
After the door to the private room closed, only Yao sister remained. Latest content publıshed on noveⅼfire.net
Yao sister felt the world go dark, overwhelmed with tears sans weeping, thinking she might as well be in a coffin.
If something really happened to her here, as a married woman, how would she explain it to her husband when she got home?
At that thought, she slammed her knees down in front of Brother Hu and said, "Brother Hu, whatever you want, however much money you want, just say it. But, our family truly has no money, and I don’t know what you heard from whom, but it’s a misunderstanding."
Brother Hu seemed to recall something, stroked his stubbly chin, and said, "It seems your son owes me some money, does he not?"
A man beside him quickly passed a notebook and told Yao sister, "Her son, these past few days, has been in the arcade, borrowing money from Brother Hu to play arcade games. Our Brother Hu’s money comes with interest on loans. Don’t blame our Brother Hu, as when you borrow from banks, they also charge interest, same logic here."
It was only then that Yao sister realized that her son, Guigui, had been led astray and caught in a trap. The notebook detailing Guigui’s debts was handed to her.
Looking at it, the total amount, including principal and interest, was twenty-two million.
This wasn’t just loan sharking; it was skinning and eating!
The phrase "evil capitalism" suddenly popped into Yao sister’s head.
"Brother Hu, my son is naive, led astray by bad influences," Yao sister cried, her head banging on the floor as she emphasized, "At home, both my husband and I are salaried workers. Our most valuable possession, our house, could only sell for two million. We’re still paying the mortgage, still owe the bank. Brother Hu, could you possibly spare us, forgive a child’s foolishness—"
"Your child may be young and ignorant, but my money is also borrowed from others. So, if your son’s debts can be forgiven, how should I settle my accounts with others?" Brother Hu said loudly.