Xia Qiqi suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ran out of the room.
She saw Xia Youcai lying on the living room floor, his face swollen and bruised from beating, constantly crying out in pain.
Relieved that he hadn't lost any arms or legs, Xia Qiqi sighed in relief.
Next, Xia Qiqi rubbed medicinal alcohol on Xia Youcai, which made him scream out loud in pain.
"You must quickly repay Wang Kun's money, otherwise, if you can escape on the first, you can't escape on the fifteenth, you can't expect this idiot to protect you for a lifetime," Xia Youcai said.
"I can protect my sister for a lifetime," Xia Youqian stated.
"Don't kid yourself, Qiqi is going to get married, who will spend a lifetime looking after you, the idiot," Xia Youcai cursed.
Xia Youqian pouted and said nothing.
"Where can we get the money to pay back? Do we really have to sell the house, then where will we live?" Xia Qiqi sighed.
