Conspiracy

Not long after Xiao Liang left, the five officers who had gone to investigate returned. They had reported the results to Ming Zhiyan.

The few of them spoke very softly. Those who were far away could not hear clearly. Wang Fugui anxiously stretched his neck and looked at them as he spoke. He wanted to know what they were talking about. He wished that he could break free from the officer who had grabbed him and go forward.

Why were there so many troubles? That damned girl was really too much. Could she just give him the money? If he took the money, he would definitely go far away. Why was she so serious? She was really stingy.

At this moment, Wang Fugui was full of resentment towards Jian Qingqing.

After listening to the words of the officer, Ming Zhiyan and Jian Qingqing's faces turned cold.

"Wang Fugui, you and Wang Fuyou were gamblers who were chased because of your debts three days ago, right?" Ming Zhiyan asked coldly.