Tears welled up in Xia Shoujing's eyes. Looking at him, she deeply felt his distressed eyes. She couldn't control herself. She threw herself into his arms, held his waist, and wept.
Perhaps, he did not come, and she could be stronger. However, he came. She gave up her strength, and all she wanted was to be a weak girl leaning against him.
Gong Yuze patted her shoulder gently and comforted her. "Well, don't worry about it. You can tell your mother tomorrow morning. I will give her two million yuan to pay off the debt."
Xia Shoujing's tears were burning on his heart, and he hugged her tighter. Looking at her like this, he really felt distressed.
Even though he hated gamblers like Xia Shufen, who owed her debt and wanted her daughter to suffer fear with her, what was even more hateful was what she had done last time.
"You said that we lost our way into the ring. What's going on?" Gong Yuze knew about this, so he must be stuck in her heart. He wanted to talk to her and let her go.