"Xiaoyan took sleeping pills last time. If someone didn't find out in time, she might not have been saved. Have you ever cared about her?"
The neighbors' anger was aroused and they began to criticize Jiang Xiaoqiang.
Usually, everyone was indifferent and rarely interfered in other people's affairs.
This time, they really couldn't stand it anymore, so they spoke up for justice.
From this point, it could be seen that Jiang Xiaoyan's popularity was not bad.
Although Jiang Xiaoqiang had drunk too much, he still had a trace of rationality. Seeing that he had angered the public, he immediately shrank his neck in fear.
At this moment, the bald man stood up and pointed at the neighbors. "What's all the noise? If anyone dares to say another word of nonsense, you will help him pay back the money he owes."
Behind the bald man were a few big men. Each of them looked fierce and didn't look like good people.