"Brother Whistle, now that you've done what you did to my wife, maybe you could give me a few more days?" In the middle of the night, the submissive voice of Ling Guodong came from outside the door.
"Damn, Ling Guodong, to end up in such a state as a man, you're truly a rare specimen! For the sake of your wife, I'll give you one more month. If you can't cough up the money by next month, things won't be so simple!"
"Yes, yes, Brother Whistle, I understand!" Ling Guodong guaranteed, patting his chest: "I will definitely pay back the money, believe me!"
Ling Xiao cowered under the blankets, and the air was filled with a scent he greatly disliked. His own mother lay on the bed with a vacant look in her eyes, the savage treatment by a few men had caused a great blow to the woman's body and spirit.
"Mom, are you okay?" Ling Xiao gently tugged at his mother's hand and asked quietly.
The woman's eyes moved slightly, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
