Si Ming scanned the area and saw no one suspicious. He glanced at Tang Shiba, and when he found her still watching him, his expression darkened.
"What? Thinking of running? Let me tell you, when I go crazy, I even dare to slaughter pigs. Don't push me. If you end up crippled, don't say I didn't warn you!"
Her threat frightened Si Ming into sitting back down, looking utterly hopeless.
There was no escape. By dawn, he would be bankrupt.
Tang Shiba wasn't about to let him just sit there. She stood up and called him over to the barbecue restaurant next door.
Si Ming didn't want to go. He was too busy wallowing in misery to have any appetite for a late-night meal.
"Are you coming or not? If not, I'm slaughtering a pig!"
Carrying his luggage, Si Ming walked even faster than she did. Once inside the barbecue restaurant, he ordered every kind of meat they had.
With a miserable expression, he asked Tang Shiba, "Is that enough? If not, I'll buy the whole restaurant!"
Tang Shiba covered her mouth and gasped. "Oh my, how generous! Could you give me all your assets, too?"
Si Ming fell silent. All his assets were in his mistress's hands; he was penniless now.
Tang Shiba gave him a scornful look. "Careful, show-offs get struck by lightning. Second Uncle Si, next time you talk big, try letting out a fart first and see whether you can even make a sound!"
"You!" Si Ming's face turned livid. Even food couldn't shut Tang Shiba up. Scowling, he found a corner to huddle in, refusing to sit with her.
Tang Shiba couldn't be bothered with him. As long as he didn't run, she didn't care whether he lay down or stood up.
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