Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

This villa belongs to Ximen Longting, but Ji Zihan also lives here.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and began to think whether Jing Huatian was going to see Ji Zihan, or Ximen Longting?

……

His slender fingers tapped on the solid wood tabletop.

The figure of the man is hidden in the huge swivel leather jacket, and the curtains are drawn to conceal it, only his deep silhouette can be vaguely seen in the dim light.

Jing Huatian rubbed his hands: "Master Xi, I'm really honored that you agreed to see me..."

Ximen Longting played with the phone coldly.

"You know, I've been a little tight lately."

Wilson snapped: "In one month, you have asked our young master for debts three times, and this is the fourth time, Mr. Jing."

Jing Huatian felt that the atmosphere was very serious.

In the past, when he came to get money, he took it very easily... But today, Ximen Longting was obviously in a bad mood, and he hit a wall.

"It is said that you owed a large amount of gambling debts outside?" Wilson pressed.

Jing Huatian lowered his head: "This..."

"The money the young master gave you, you gamble badly every time."

"My Jing family lost so many properties in the casino, I am not reconciled, I really am not reconciled..."

A sharp gaze shot over.

Ximen Longting's gloomy eyes were like knives, just one glance made people daunting.

Jing Huatian was startled all over: "Since Young Master Xi is... in a bad mood... I'll come back another day..."

"Wait," Wilson said coldly, "Our young master didn't say he wouldn't give you money."

Jing Huatian was overjoyed, with a smile all over his face: "I knew Young Master Xi wouldn't leave him alone... I really have nowhere to go, those people come to me every now and then, and if I don't repay the debt, they threaten to kill me I……"

"But from now on, every time you gamble, you will leave a finger behind."

Jing Huatian's face froze, and he immediately knelt down: "Master Xi, I already lost two fingers."

Both the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were broken...

This was when he was cut off when he defaulted on his debts.

As he spoke, Jing Huatian raised his crippled left hand.

Wilson frowned, such a rotten gambler, I really don't understand what the young master is saving his life for.

For more than three years, he begged Ximen Longting countless times for money.

At first, Ximen Longting was also generous, giving whatever he wanted, but gradually he became annoyed.

No matter how much you give, Jing Huatian will soon be sent to the casino, and you will lose nothing.

Jing Huatian seemed to be possessed by a demon, completely stuck in it, just like a drug addict who has a gambling addiction and cannot control himself, the excitement of gambling has become his only pursuit in the spiritual world.

Even if you give him gold and silver, he will lose it all.

"Do you have objections?" Wilson scowled.

"Don't dare...how can I say what Young Master Xi said..." Jing Huatian knelt without principle, "Don't talk about a finger, it is a whole hand, a head, whatever you want from me, I will give it to you ..."

Wilson frowned and looked at Ximen Longting. It seemed that this trick didn't work.Jing Huatian is simply a rotten gambler.

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes, grabbed a pen holder and threw it at it.

Jing Huatian's forehead was bleeding from the blow, and he was still smirking at him: "Master Xi hit it right, I should hit it, I should die."

"..."

"My bad life is thanks to the beauty. I know that Young Master Xi is looking at the beauty..."

"Shut up," he gritted his teeth to resist the urge to choke his throat, "you don't deserve to mention her name."