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Zhao Mother had finished speaking and made a motion to turn and leave.

Jiang Shi was in a great hurry and hurried forward. Before she could say anything, Zhang Xiaoying beat her to it.

"Even if my Xu Family is poor, we wouldn't sell our girl to someone else's family. Besides, there are some things that aren't clear yet. The Zhao Family better not leave just yet, lest we have to invite you over again later."

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Mother spun around fiercely. Their Zhao Family should be the most well-off in Dafu Village and always looked down on others; it wasn't their turn to be ordered around by someone else.

"You'll understand what I mean in a moment," Zhang Xiaoying said coldly. She then turned to the man with the scarred face kneeling on the ground, "I'll give you a chance to honestly confess the truth about how much my youngest owes in debts, and I might consider letting you off the hook!"