Excitement

When Tang Xi heard Ling Hui's cold snort, his lips curled up and he could not help but laugh.

The two of them exited the door one after another.

The heavy rain had stopped. The old man was squatting in the yard, burning paper money.

As he burned it, he muttered softly, "Every debt has its debtor. Don't look for me, don't look for me…"

Ten minutes later, the old man seemed to have noticed something and turned around.

Tang Xi was standing not far behind him. The old man shone the flashlight in his hand and Tang Xi's handsome and charming face appeared in front of him. The old man fell to the ground in fear and hugged his head with both hands. "Go away, don't look for me. I didn't kill you…"

Tang Xi and Ling Hui looked at each other.

The old man's reaction confirmed their guess.

He must have seen Tang Xi's mother.

Tang Xi rushed forward and grabbed the old man's arm.

Tang Xi pulled the old man into the house.