The poor little one on the road of escape, she is so fierce

Chapter 52 Marrying a Wife
"It wasn't my bet." Qiu Nu didn't know why he had to explain to Wang Qingyou. Maybe it was because she was very good at playing football and was the only one who had beaten him in such a long time.

"So what if it wasn't you who bet? Can you bring your dead father back to life and pay it back yourself?" Brother Quan said nonchalantly.

"If you have the guts, go down and ask him for the money yourself." Qiu Nu shouted angrily. He was tired of this kind of life. He was suffocated by the debt collectors every day and was not even given a chance to breathe.

"It is only natural that a son should pay his father's debts."

Qiu Nu curled up the corners of his mouth in sarcasm. Ever since he could remember, his father had been gambling. People kept coming to their house to collect debts, and he and his mother were beaten from time to time. He thought that everything would be over after his death, but who would have thought that he would leave behind a debt.

"You don't have to pay me back if you don't want to. Your legs are valuable. I'll cut off your legs and you won't have to pay me back." Brother Quan looked at the ball slave jokingly.

Qiu Nu also thought about just dying and being the end of it all, but he remembered that he had an old mother at home. If he died, this group of people would definitely not let her go.

Wang Qingyou listened to the general story and realized that this young man was also a miserable man. His father lost all his money in gambling and left a lot of debts to his family.

"Brother Quan, please give me some more time and I will pay you the interest for this month." Qiu Nu softened his tone.

"You were defeated by a little girl. Who will ask you to play football in the future? You might as well just give me your two legs." Brother Quan said and gestured on his legs.

The ball slave glanced at Wang Qingyou and said to Brother Quan, "I lost to her because I am not as skilled as her, but I may not meet her in every game in the future. There are still some opportunities to make money."

"I won't meet that person again. I will never play Cuju again." Wang Qingyou said.

The last time she did it was just to help her financial sponsor, and she doesn't like playing Cuju, so she won't play in the future.

Brother Quan raised his head and looked at Wang Qingyou, "Little girl, what do you mean by this?"

"It means I will never play Cuju again."

Brother Quan looked at Qiu Nu again, "Is she the girl who beat you?"

The ball slave nodded.

Brother Quan came to Wang Qingyou and said, "I've heard of your great name for a long time, little girl. I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm so sorry."

"Then what is my name?" Wang Qingyou asked back.

Brother Quan paused. He only knew that the one who won the game was a little girl, but he really didn't know the girl's name.

"I didn't expect to see you here. I'd like to treat you to a simple meal. Would you be willing to do me the honor?"

He smiled so flatteringly, it must be no good, Wang Qingyou refused without thinking, "I have something else to do, so I won't delay here."

"Don't be anxious, little girl. Actually, I have something to discuss with you. I wonder if you can play a game of Cuju for me. The price is negotiable. I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

Wang Qingyou shook her head, "Not interested."

Brother Quan's expression changed and he became fierce, "Little girl, don't be so shameless."

Wang Qingyou raised an eyebrow, "I don't want it anymore, what can you do about it?"

"Don't take advantage of your own abilities and look down on others. Today I will tell you what it means that there are always people better than you." Brother Quan called on everyone to come forward together.

The ball slave gritted his teeth and stood up, "You guys are going to settle accounts with me, what's the big deal about making things difficult for a little girl?"

Brother Quan kicked him and Qiu Nu fell down again.

"If you, a useless piece of trash, hadn't lost, why would I have found a little girl?"

Brother Quan really understood what it meant that there are always people better than you. The little girl stepped on his face, and everyone around him was knocked down.

"Auntie, we were blind and did not recognize your talent. We have offended you. Please forgive us and don't hold it against us." Brother Quan no longer had the same arrogant look as before.

The ball slave was also jaw-dropping. No wonder none of the people who tried to attack her on the court that day succeeded. With such amazing skills, it would be difficult for ordinary people to beat her.

Zhang San was not at all panicked when he heard the fighting inside. He didn't think that the little girl would be hurt by others. Sure enough, after a while, he heard someone calling for help.

"Why don't you just get out of here?" Wang Qingyou gave him a look and Brother Quan immediately became timid.

He carefully propped up Wang Qingyou's feet with his hands and pointed at the ball slave beside him, "Can we take him away?"

"What do you say?"

Although Wang Qingyou's tone was indifferent, Brother Quan still ran without stopping.

Qiu Nu rubbed his belly. He thought he would be doomed if he was caught by them today, but he didn't expect to be rescued by someone.

"Thank you," he said hoarsely.

"I am here to help someone who is in trouble, so you should thank me. But do you want me to take you to see a doctor in this state?"

Qiu Nu shook his head. He didn't have the money to see a doctor. "I can do it myself. I won't bother you."

The ball slave tried hard to stand up, but fell down again.

It was no use meddling in other people’s business, so Wang Qingyou couldn’t just leave the person behind, so he immediately picked him up.

The ball slave also experienced what it meant to be carried like a princess, and he struggled to get down.

What does it look like for a grown man to be hugged by a little girl?

"Don't move." Wang Qingyou said, "Even if you stand up and can walk a few steps, you can only give me something first. I will take you to the clinic to see a doctor."

Qiu Nu quickly refused, "Just send me home. I have medicine at home, I can take it myself. Anyway, I only have some superficial injuries on my body."

Wang Qingyou could see how hard Brother Quan kicked him in the face just now, and he might have suffered internal injuries.

"Take a look. Consider it an invitation."

If he hadn't played Cuju, I wouldn't have been called to save the game, and I wouldn't have won so much money. It wouldn't be a loss to treat his illness.

It's another day of being helpful.

Wang Qingyou was in a good mood and humming a little tune while helping the ball slave onto the carriage.

Qiu Nu glanced at Zhang San and thought he was Wang Qingyou's father, so he greeted him politely.

We soon arrived at Mr. Wang's residence and handed him the documents, and that was considered the end of the deal.

"Are you a bodyguard?" Qiu Nu asked in disbelief.

Just now, the people in the palace were very enthusiastic towards Wang Qingyou, calling him Master Wang the Escort. In comparison, the others were not very familiar with the tall and strong Zhang San.

Wang Qingyou nodded, "How about it? It's a surprise, isn't it? I'm also a bodyguard."

Thinking of her skills, and how she beat up Brother Quan and his group of men, it seemed like it was natural for her to be a bodyguard.

(End of this chapter)