Xinmei thought about it for a while and then made up her mind to give Ming Zhiyuan some face.
Anyway, as long as we get the gambler back, we won't lose anything by getting the money back, it's just a lot of trouble.
There is no need to offend this big client who is full of love for a woman who is not outstanding.
Then his face broke into an apologetic smile: "Originally, in our building, as long as you write down the document and press your fingerprint, it cannot be changed.
No matter how much you, the Heavenly King, I can’t say that this is wrong, but since Yuan Shao has spoken, even the Heavenly King and I can’t care less.
The slave family will let the turtle slave catch up with the unscrupulous gambler who was killed that day, and return this woman to Master Yuan intact."
Ming Zhiyuan also laughed when he heard Xinmei say this:
"In this case, there is Lao Xinmei's mother. After this is over, give me a private room for the Spring Festival in the evening. Leave the signs of Caibai, Ruman, and Yaqin together.
Tonight, Young Master Wushuang and I will invite Young Master Xu, Young Master Qian, and the Third Young Master of the Wu Family to support Mom. This is to repay Mom for her trouble."
Xinmei quickly stood up, folded her hands and leaned down to salute: "Oh, I don't dare to take it as reward, it's all deserved, Yuan Shao is really kind and compassionate.
Although the Nu family is in a brothel, they are full of admiration. This trivial thing is not worth the reward.
However, Miss Yaqin has been depressed for several days after not seeing her for a long time.
She will be extremely happy to know that she can meet Yuan Shao today."
Leng Wushuang chuckled and said, "I think Xinmei's mother is also happy to see Yuan Shao. It's not just Miss Yaqin, right?"
Xinmei is already a veteran of fun, and she doesn't blush when Leng Wushuang makes fun of her.
He then said: "That's a pleasure. Yuan Shao hasn't been here for several days because he wants to harm the Nu family.
Even though Yuan Shao has always been picky and only eats the young and not the old, the slave family can only look at it with joy."
Ming Zhiyuan had always been used to trying to find an advantage with Xinmei, so he hugged her with one hand, held up Xinmei's chin with the other, and said with a smile: "Then let's eat meat today and eat till we grow old."
The three of them joked for a while, and then the turtle slave sent out chased Huiling's father, a gambler, back.
The gambler took the silver and was happily going to make a profit. As soon as he left the door, the gangsters from the gambling house confiscated most of it to pay off his gambling debt. He thought he would have some silver left over to make a few bets.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got to the gambling table and before he could clearly see the situation and start placing bets, he was dragged back by the turtle slave.
At this moment, I stood in front of the table shaking and swishing, muttering in my heart that for some reason, I was pulled back again.
Xinmei glanced at the gambler and cleared her throat: "Tuzi Liu, your daughter doesn't want to stay with me. I tried to persuade her with nice words, but she got embarrassed and sent me to take care of her mother.
Injured."
"I can't keep your daughter in this three-cent piece of land. Please return the money. I will also tear up the deed of sale in front of you. You can take your daughter home and live a happy life."
Liu Tuzi was stunned inexplicably. Since ancient times, I have never heard that a woman who was sold out in a brothel would return the goods?
He saw his eyes flicking to Ming Zhiyuan and Leng Wushuang. With a flash of his head, he knew that the problem was with Ming Zhiyuan. Someone must have tipped him off to rescue his daughter.
After Liu Tuzi paid off his high-interest gambling debt, he only had a few scattered pieces of silver left with him, and he was still thinking of repaying his money.
How could he have so much money to pay back to Xinmei at this moment? Even if he had, he would not pay it back at all costs.
The mentality of a gambler who is addicted to gambling is no different from being addicted to wealth ointment. Once the gambling addiction sets in, all family members are left behind. He is just a beast that does not recognize his relatives.
At this moment, he was relying on the fact that Huiling was his biological daughter and his biological father was selling off his biological daughter. Even the Yuhuo Kingdom had no laws prohibiting this.
After the gambler figured this out, he felt confident and said, "So that Xinmei's mother will know that this money has been returned to Yum Gambling House.
You said that Huiling was disobedient and injured your family's mother-in-law. That happened after I sold out my mother. It has nothing to do with me."
"At that time, Huiling was already a member of the Man Chunhong family. My mother and I had a sale document, and you and I, as well as the mediator, had signed it.
There is absolutely no reason to retreat just because Huiling disobeys. Not to mention Feiyun City, even Manyu Fire Nation has no reason to go back on its word after postponement of the Three-Party Painting."
Xinmei was dumbfounded when she heard this. Although she knew that Liu Tuzi sold his daughter to pay off his gambling debts, she never expected that Yum Casino would take the money away so quickly.
What should I do now that I can’t get my money back? I can’t get my money back, but this man boasted that he would return it to Haikou.
The old bustard of Xinmei was in trouble and looked at Ming Zhiyuan without saying anything.
Ming Zhiyuan also felt annoyed. This gambler had no idea how much gambling debt he owed, and he had no humanity at all and sold his daughter to a brothel.
He patted his chest again and said that he would rescue Huiling. Now that the money is gone, it is impossible to go to the gambling house to get it back.
It seems that the only way to end this matter is to pay for it yourself.
On the other side of the hall, several turtle slaves had already led Huiling out and stood in the corridor. They only waited for Liu Tuzi to return the money before letting Huiling out.
Huiling stood in the corridor. When she heard Liu Disciple inside say that she had no money in her hand, she felt a rush of anger and her vision suddenly went dark, and she fell back. Several turtle slaves hurriedly came in to talk.
Ming Zhiyuan asked someone to carry Huiling in, and asked the grandmother in the building to pinch her and put a cold water towel on her. After a while, Huiling woke up again.
The girl's face was pale at the moment.
She just stared at her wolf-hearted gambler father with hatred.
She had a clear and far-sighted look and comforted her:
"Don't worry, Miss Huiling. Your father has sold you out to Manchunlou. Since you don't want to be here, I will help you one more time. I gave you Manchunhong's money for selling myself. Please do it well."
Let's go back."
Huiling did not refuse, turned around, knelt down and kowtowed in front of Ming Zhiyuan:
"I was rescued by the young master twice, but the little girl had nothing to repay. She should have followed the young master to serve him wholeheartedly and repay his great kindness, but there are still two old people in the family who are getting old."
"There is a dilemma between kindness and filial piety. I only ask you, the young master, to repay the young master's great kindness after the little girl has served the elderly in the family and fulfilled her filial piety."
After saying this, tears streamed down his face and he paused again and again. His throat was so choked up that he could not speak.
It's pitiful that a little girl has to suffer such pain just because she was born into such a family and had such a beastly father.
Ming Zhiyuan waved his hand. He had no intention of repaying anything in return. He could help this girl within his own ability, so it was just a matter of convenience.
At this time, several people walked in from outside the gate, led by a young man in white with an extraordinary temperament.
Guided by Gui Nu, she just walked over. She looked up and saw Hui Ling, who was wearing pear blossoms and raining flowers. She stopped for a moment, turned around and said a few words to the man who looked like a servant and a thug following behind.
The servant came over, called Madam Xinmei aside, and pointed this out to Huiling.
Xinmei looked troubled and replied a few words. The servant's face became fierce.
Xinmei said a few words in a bad tone. Xinmei seemed to be afraid, hesitated for a while, and came over to Ming Zhiyuan:
"Young Master Yuan, I'm afraid this girl won't be able to leave. The eldest young master of the An family from Tianyun City who just came in has taken a fancy to Huiling and wants to buy Huiling her first night."
Ming Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and scolded Xinmei: "Didn't I tell you that I would redeem Huiling's body? No young master from any other family can snatch the person from me, right?"
When I spoke, my voice was louder, deliberately speaking to the people over there.
Xinmei was in a dilemma. The young man in white was originally the eldest son of Anjia Medicine Store in Tianyun City, the capital of Tianyun Prefecture.
Anjia Pharmacy ranks among the best among the pharmaceutical shops in Tianyun Prefecture. It has branches in more than a dozen states in Yuhuo Country.
There is also a semicolon in Feiyun City. Young Master An will come here from time to time to check on the semicolon's business status.
Every time I come to Feiyun City, I come to Man Chunhong to play and have fun. She is very generous.
It's just that this man has some inhumane hobbies, and every girl who has been with him will be bitten and beaten with scars.
It had to take several days to recover. Just because he was generous, the girls had no choice but to be patient, and Xinmei would not allow the girls to refuse such a generous guest.
Now Mr. An is attracted to Hui Ling.
But Ming Zhiyuan is also known for his good reputation. Since he said he would help Huiling redeem her life, he has no plans to let go.
Now the old bustard of a new plum is wandering around in confusion.
After Na Huiling listened to the conversation between the two of them and knew that the young master at the other table wanted to buy her the first night, she was frightened and hurriedly stood behind Ming Zhiyuan.
He was afraid that Ming Zhiyuan would no longer be willing to rescue him, so he was frightened and frightened but shed tears.
Don't you know that what she did made Ming Zhiyuan feel even more heroic. Since he is a hero, he should help the weak and the poor.
However, in Mr. An's eyes, it looked like he was pitifully seeking asylum, which made him want to stop even more.
In this way, the two sides became even more unwilling to give in to each other. Xinmei's advice from the left to the right could not be heard by either of them. Neither side could offend, but neither side was willing to compromise.
Xinmei went back and forth to persuade her several times, and Ming Zhiyuan gradually became impatient.
In this Feiyun City, there was never anything he wanted to do that he couldn't accomplish.
He stood up and asked his servants to throw a bag of silver to Xinmei, and then left with Huiling.
Mr. An over there saw that the girl he was about to get was about to fly, and he became anxious.
Among the servants he brought with him on his trip, there were some martial arts men who were good at boxing and kicking. He immediately asked several martial men to go up and stop Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan saw that Master An instigated several warriors to stop him, and he couldn't help but laugh in anger.
There are still people in Feiyun City who dare to stop him in Man Chunhong. If he tells it, he will be completely embarrassed.
He had been playing since he was a child. Ming Xiangtian was worried about the safety of this single seedling, so he paid him a high salary and hired two eighth-level warriors to protect him at all times.
At this moment, someone was blocking the road, so Ming Zhiyuan asked two warriors to take action and beat those blind warriors until they cried.
Ming Zhiyuan watched his guards knock these warriors to the ground, then came back, looked at Mr. An, smiled contemptuously, and said in a frivolous tone:
"Mr. An, if there is nothing else to do, I will leave. This Feiyun City is not your home. No one can stop me if I leave."
Mr. An An Haoran's face turned green and red. He didn't expect that there was someone in the small Feiyun City with an eighth-level warrior as a bodyguard.
It seems that the people here can't be beaten or robbed. I wanted to give up on it.
Who knew that Ming Zhiyuan would turn back and mock him.
An Haoran was extremely angry and suddenly shouted: "Uncle Qi."
Ming Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this.
I secretly thought to myself: Do you call me uncle if you can’t win this fight? What kind of habit is this?
Is there such a special way of admitting defeat? Why is it called Uncle Qi? Or is it the seventh time to admit defeat?