The tattooed n all dressed very similarly.
They wore T-shirts designed to expose their entire arms, intentionally showing off their tattoos.
At first glance, they exuded a strong "streetwise" vibe.
Li Zhiyan imdiately recognized that these people were "gangster types."
However, these guys were clearly low-level nobodies, since real gangsters who’d once struck fear into people’s hearts had mostly cleaned up their acts and transford into businessn by now.
And yet, these n still dared to show up to collect gambling debts.
They really didn’t have a shred of common sense.
Soon, the tattooed n arrived at Lai Feifei’s villa entrance.
"Is this Ms. Lai’s ho?"
Lai Feifei wasn’t fazed at the sight of the tattooed n approaching. With her abilities and background, dealing with a few small-ti thugs was a piece of cake.
"Zaizai, let’s go see what’s going on."
Originally, Lai Feifei had wanted to take Li Zhiyan’s hand and brush it against her own leg, but given the current situation, they needed to figure out who these people were first.
"Alright, Aunt Lai."
Letting Lai Feifei hold his hand, Li Zhiyan noticed how tightly she gripped it.
Ever since the dragon fruit incident and their kiss, Lai Feifei seed to no longer pay attention to boundaries when it ca to physical contact. Sotis, she’d even latch onto him like a "Lai-style octopus."
Of course, this only happened when she was drunk.
An un-drunk version of Aunt Lai was indeed a cool and aloof Shanghai lady.
She’d call him by his na and not use nicknas like Zaizai.
When they reached the entrance.
Lai Feifei looked at them with a hint of confusion and asked, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"
The tattooed man leading the group, Wang Zhi, stared at Lai Feifei, clearly surprised.
He hadn’t expected Lai Tianming’s sister to be this stunning.
And, just as Lai Tianming had claid, his sister was a wealthy woman living in a villa.
With this much money, a debt of fifty thousand yuan was nothing to her.
"Miss, we don’t know each other, but your brother knows ."
"This is the 50,000 yuan he owes ."
"Look, here’s his fingerprint and signature. This debt is legally binding."
He displayed the IOU in front of the two of them.
Wang Zhi was pondering whether there might be an opportunity to take advantage of Lai Tianming’s sister. After all, the money had been won playing mahjong, and if he could get this high-class woman to spend a night with him, he’d even burn the IOU and forget the debt.
Li Zhiyan silently cursed Lai Tianming as an idiot. Debts like this could’ve easily been denied; it’s not like it used to be, when people were bold enough to assault or draw weapons.
But now that he had signed an IOU, there was no way to get out of it.
The only reason Lai Tianming was gambling so recklessly was because deep down, he thought Aunt Lai would bail him out.
In the past, he even shalessly asked Aunt Lai for 500,000 yuan, proving just how stupid he was.
Aunt Lai was obviously not soone who would indulge Lai Tianming so unconditionally.
"Then why don’t you go find Lai Tianming? What does it have to do with ?"
Lai Feifei said drunkenly through the villa’s fence gate.
"You’re Lai Tianming’s sister—if I don’t co to you, then who do I go to?"
"If he won’t pay, of course I have to turn to his family."
"And, sister, you live in such a big villa. This is Shanghai, where every inch of land is worth gold."
"For you, fifty thousand yuan is probably like five yuan, isn’t it?"
"You just pay it for him; it’s such a simple matter."
Lai Feifei’s gaze turned sharp, though she still appeared drunk.
"He owes money, you go ask him for it. Why are you looking for ?"
"Leave, now. Get out of my ho."
"Miss, if that’s how you want to handle this, then you’re being unreasonable. Lai Tianming is your own brother. You even bought him a rcedes E300—is fifty thousand yuan really going to hurt you?"
Wang Zhi frowned. This wasn’t quite going as he’d imagined.
According to Lai Tianming, his sister treated him very kindly. After all, they were full-blooded siblings.
She had even bought him a brand-new rcedes E300 for his birthday, so fifty thousand yuan should’ve been trivial. But Lai Feifei didn’t seem to care about him at all.
"Whether fifty thousand yuan ans anything to is my own business."
"Please leave my house now."
Lai Feifei’s expression darkened; she was genuinely angry. She couldn’t believe it.
Her own brother had sent people to her house to collect his debt.
And it was a whopping fifty thousand.
At forty-sothing years old, Lai Feifei—like Shen Hongi and He Yanrong—had had plenty of life experience.
She knew perfectly well that if she paid the fifty thousand yuan, there’d be countless more demands for fifty thousand headed her way.
So she was resolutely determined not to cover Lai Tianming’s debt, no matter what.
"Ms. Lai, if that’s how it’s going to be, then I’ll have to co inside for a chat."
"Debts must be repaid—it’s only right."
Wang Zhi tried pulling on the gate, hoping to open it. If he could get inside and intimidate this woman, she might hand over the money.
When opening the gate didn’t work, Wang Zhi started attempting to climb it.
Although the gate was quite tall and topped with spikes, soone with good enough skill could still manage to climb over.
Seeing this, Lai Feifei started to panic a bit.
She had many ways to deal with these people.
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