Jiang Jinghao sat across from Su Qiao angrily and stared at her angrily. "Don't tell me that your injury today was caused by a fall."
"Tell me your address. If I don't beat him until his teeth are all over the floor this time, I'll be sorry for calling me 'brother' since I was a kid!"
Jiang Jinghao clenched his fists and the muscles in his arms bulged. As he spoke, he stood up.
Su Qiao opened two small plastic boxes on the stone table, picked up a fried chicken leg without any politeness and started eating it. He advised calmly, "Don't go, it's useless."
"Why is it useless? He is just a white-collar worker, can he still reach the sky?"
Jiang Jinghao Looking at her indifferent expression, I really hated the iron.
Now that things have become like this, how can you still be so arrogant? Can you still eat so deliciously?
He finally understood that sentence.
The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!
Jiang Jinghao couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed her wrist and gnawed on the chicken leg.
He found that there was also an injury on her wrist and quickly let go.
"Bao'er, you can't go on like this. If you go on like this, you will be beaten to death."
Jiang Jinghao sat down again anxiously. "Are you afraid that if you get divorced, he will ask you for the 150,000 yuan?"
I heard from Xiao Jun that when they got married, that bastard spent 150,000 yuan to treat Uncle Su's illness.
Other than this, he couldn't figure out why Bao'er still refused to leave that man after being beaten like this.
"Don't worry, I'll collect the money for you!"
"Brother, I just went to steal and rob, and I also collected the money."
She must never be allowed to live like this again.
He had 60,000 yuan in his card, and he still had 90,000 yuan left, so he went to find someone to borrow it.
If it didn't work out, he went to borrow Usurious Loan.
If he just watches her live like this every day, is he still a man?
Su Qiao picked up a bottle of milk tea and took a sip. "You want to go to jail?"
"What's the point of being in jail? I can only serve two or three years at most. Anyway, I don't have anyone at home anymore, and no one cares about me."
Jiang Jinghao is not scary at all.
Su Qiao is a bit unexpected.
Unexpectedly, he would be willing to do this for a childhood playmate, the sister next door.
Apart from the friendship between the two of them that grew up together, there was no love between a man and a woman.
And in the meantime, we haven't been together for more than four years, and we have very little contact.
Su Qiao stuffed a piece of fried chicken into his mouth. "Why is there no one? Isn't there still me?"
Now that she's here, can she still leave him alone?
As he spoke, Su Qiao dropped his shoulders, his face full of frustration and sorrow. "What should I do if you go to jail?"
"I'm here alone without any friends. If you go in, I don't know how I will be bullied!"
Seeing the bruises at the corners of her eyes and mouth, and her fragile look, Jiang Jinghao felt really distressed.
"Bao'er, otherwise, let's call the police!"
That man must have beaten her more than three times, he must have done it to her often, and the neighbors must have known about it.
Su Qiao shook his head. "For things like domestic violence, even if you call the police, it's useless. The most important thing is to reconcile, or you can just educate him for a few days and then let him go."
The most important thing is that this is not a simple domestic violence.
Wen Congyuan is not a simple domestic violence man, but a psychopath with a high IQ.
If someone fell into his hands, he would probably not let it go except death.
Jiang Jinghao frowned. "Brother, go and borrow the money. Let's return the money to him."
Borrowing Usurious Loan or something like that would mean he would be beaten a few more times at most, but they wouldn't dare to kill him anyway.