C5 What else Could They Do Besides Sell?

"You'd better not say it out loud. Otherwise, we won't even have the fate of father and daughter."

Hearing Su Ziling's determined tone, Old Man Su's words came to a sudden stop. He turned into a pleading voice, "You must save daddy. Daddy only has one daughter, you."

"How much?"

A long time passed. It was so long that Old Man Su thought he was hallucinating.

"How much do you owe him?" Old Man Su asked. Su Ziling asked unwillingly.

A glimmer of hope flashed across Old Man Su's gray and cloudy eyes. He hesitantly stretched out three fingers.

Before he could announce the number, Su Ziling's sharp gaze shot over. She immediately tactfully withdrew one and said timidly, "Twenty thousand..."

"How much is it?"

Two thousand. " If he knew Su Ziling did not believe him, he would not have said so much.

"Are you sure?"

"It's true this time."

"You owe me two thousand dollars and you're going to cut off your fingers?" Su Ziling could not believe it. She looked at Old Man Su suspiciously. Old Man Su sighed and nodded.

He was afraid that Su Ziling would notice something wrong. He straightened his back. He stretched his neck and looked very confident.

"I will think of a way." Regardless of whether Old Man Su's words were true or not, Su Ziling could only treat it as true. These years, she had spent most of her time with Old Man Su to repay his debts. It was as if she had become accustomed to it.

"Can you tell dad about your method?" Old Man Su came back to life with full health and a cheeky smile. He did not look serious at all.

"What else can I do other than selling?" Su Ziling glared at him.

After that incident, Su Ziling secretly swore that she would not do something like that a second time.

Old Man Su put away his smile and his expression became depressed. "I know I was the one who let you down that time. Fortunately... fortunately, you did not lose anything..."

"That's called not losing anything!" Su Ziling's voice suddenly rose, "Old gambler, count it as me begging you. You let yourself go and let me go as well. Don't gamble anymore okay?"

"I promise you! After this matter is settled, I will wash my hands and never gamble again!"

Old Man Su's oath was usually too weak. In her memory, Su Ziling had heard it countless times and she could not believe it anymore.

Although Su Ziling did not say anything, her expression was full of distrust.

Old Man Su was anxious.

He rushed to the kitchen with heavy steps. When he came out again, he held a kitchen knife in his hand. "You keep your word. Fingers as proof!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Su's other finger was cut off by him with a scream.

The bright red blood instantly pierced Su Ziling's eyes. She was frightened.

Old Man Su's oath was just a joke in Su Ziling's memory. It was the first time that Old Man Su could not touch her finger like this.

How could she not be shocked? Not surprising?

That small bloody severed finger allowed Su Ziling to see Su Yubo's determination to change his past. She unconsciously wanted to believe that his oath this time was real and he did what he said.

"Did you have a stroke?" After she reacted, Su Ziling hurriedly took the medical kit and ran over to bandage Old Man Su.

"Please trust me once," Old Man Su said. Old Man Su stopped Su Ziling from bandaging him and looked straight into her eyes.

Su Ziling did not say anything. She took Old Man Su's hand away and stubbornly continued to bandage him.

"One last time!" Old Man Su's face showed a rare seriousness.

It didn't matter if it was the last time he said it was the last time. Su Ziling had to find a way to repay Old Man Su's gambling debts. This was a real problem that could not be escaped. As long as there was a father-daughter relationship between her and Su Yubo, she would be responsible for it for a day.

In her heart, nothing was more important than living.

At the entrance of the Moo family villa.

Su Ziling lingered for a long time. Just as she was hesitating, a silver-gray sports car brushed past her and drove into the Moo family's door.

The dust lifted up and ate her mouth. Su Ziling stood there with her face covered in dirt, like a clay fetus that had yet to be covered in mud in the temple.

She used all her strength to pat the dirt on her body, hoping to alleviate her anxiety and uneasiness through this action.

She still had no way of making up her mind. The final decision...

She did not have the qualifications to be a moth to the flame!

She could not be selfish and only think about herself!

The life she currently had proved that if she took the wrong step, she would not be the only one dragged into the abyss.

After considering everything clearly, When Su Ziling decided to leave, an elderly man walked out of the majestic European style gate of the Moo family.

The man's hair was not short and was meticulously combed. His exquisite bow tie was at the very front of his collar. The moment he opened his mouth, it was as if he gave off the feeling of a whole person. He was a serious and serious person. "Miss, our master invites you in."

"Me?" Su Ziling pointed at herself in surprise. Looking around, she did not find anyone other than her.

The man nodded.

Su Ziling originally hesitated and wanted to retreat, but she was forced to a dead end. She could only follow behind the man and ask tentatively, "Are you a relative of this family?"

Relatives?

The man secretly sneered. It was indeed the same as his appearance. He was an ignorant person. "I am Moo Zhong, the steward of Moo family."

This position was something that many people would never be able to come to in their entire lives. He had been able to maintain his position for so many years, which meant that his ability had been recognized by his master. Who didn't know that Moo Yuncheng was famous for being picky?