Sheng Youxia could only hear the talking on the other end, but couldn't make out what was being said exactly.
Fu Shilv said, "Call the police," and Mrs. Liang's voice got even louder.
"No, no, that won't do. They said if the police get involved, they'll come back another day and will directly resort to drastic measures..."
Professional debt collectors have all the time in the world.
If Liang Nianwei isn't taken care of, there might actually be a loss of life tonight.
Fu Shilv's mouth tightened gradually, "Understood."
Sheng Youxia closed her book, noticing that Fu Shilv had hung up the call.
He went back to the call log, and sure enough, Mrs. Liang had already tried calling twenty minutes ago.
"Are you going out?"
His three words, "Understood," said it all.
Fu Shilv turned around to see Sheng Youxia's face colder and more rigid, her features lit by the light in a detached and indifferent way.