The aunt had such an attitude, and Beibei became more impatient. She suddenly felt bored, for no reason, and seemed to be nauseous. Whether it was this old pussy who was pretending to be fucked or Peng Cheng, who lowered her head next to her, they both annoyed her. The feeling of eating a fly surged into her heart. Before she could think about it, she closed her eyes and then said something unpleasant.

"Is this a situation?" The girl paused. She felt vaguely that she was not just cheated by a bad guy, but maybe she was sold by her own pounds. She snorted and laughed: "I have no money. He didn't run away, so he is sincere. He is actually a good child, just a moment of confusion. You can give him a chance."

Even Beibei herself didn't know what she wanted to say. These words were not her intention. She saw Peng Cheng winking hard, but that was not the fundamental reason why she did this, and these were not all what she wanted to say, but she said that. At this moment, she was very confused. She heard her voice and intersected with the joyful singing of the machines, and it was still clear and abrupt. Maybe it wasn't that right? She blamed herself for not thinking of him that way. Was he right to sell herself? She heard her neutral and firm voice again. Those were words begging for mercy. No matter how tough it was, it was despairing.

"That's all?" My aunt swayed her waist and stepped into the front of the chair, and her legs bent down. Beibei said this, as if she had given her a great advantage in her heart. It seemed that it was just that. She became energetic, and a proud and familiar smile slowly hung on the corner of her mouth. Finally, she reached the familiar rhythm of my aunt, and she became comfortable.

In an instant, Beibei found herself at a disadvantage. Before she could even lower her attitude, she struggled first when she refused to surrender.

"Auntie, aren't you afraid to go home in the middle of the night? Don't you be frightened all day long? During the day, during the police, and at night, gamblers, it's no wonder they make a lot of money. The risk is quite high!" For some reason, she just leaned on the back of the chair, and suddenly she became free. She cares about her. Since it's definitely not good, then just do it.

After being proud of it, my aunt stopped laughing: "Girl, I heard that you are his partner, and he is quite good at it." She glanced at Peng Cheng disdainfully, then looked at Beibei up and down. It was generally strange. This girl had nothing to do with her mouth. Why did she look at the one with a widow on her mouth: "Come on, come on, let me check it out for you." As she said that, she walked to the fat boy and pointed to the scene where the fat boy suddenly switched on the computer: "In this surveillance video, he is fiddling on the machine every night. Why are you still lying? He fiddling so much, do you say how much money he had to steal before?"

"I don't look at it, you don't have to transfer it to me, what money is stolen! He just missed the bill and wanted to make up some. The more the bad bills there were, the more it was, and it would be unfair." Beibei seemed to be chatting about family matters, and she didn't raise her head. She waved her hand, saying that it was an understatement, but her tone was obviously unquestionable.

"You believe it! I don't believe it." Maybe he stopped paying attention. My aunt said charmingly that she didn't believe it, so much that Bebe was speechless. The girl shrugged: "Then aunt, if you don't believe it, you can do it, what else can you do if you don't believe it?"

"Repay the money!" The old lady shouted loudly, like dancing, and turned around. The flower skirt opened in the room. After she threw this sentence, she turned her face away. She looked cold and pretended to be so arrogant. Beibei snorted and laughed, and answered. After waiting for a while, she heard the aunt continue, "Our family will definitely not be in vain for this business. My son-in-law doesn't know yet! I know that there is something you can see, you can make up for it yourself! Give the money quickly, there is nothing wrong. I look pitiful to this child, and I still have a little..."

"That won't work." My aunt was going to use both soft and hard. Before she could finish her words, Beibei interrupted her sternly without giving in. She sat steadily, with one leg on the other, like a very characterful man, and there was no trace of wandering on her face.

My aunt obviously never thought that Beibei would refuse her so resolutely. She suddenly turned around and looked at Beibei to a little embarrassed: "There is nothing to say."

"If you don't say anything, Peng Cheng and we will leave. I heard that aunt, you take good care of him. I'll thank you." Beibei looked at the aunt with burning eyes. She didn't get up immediately. Even though the aunt became softer, the girl knew that there must be something to say later. She waited for her aunt to continue speaking.

"That won't work." It's more useful to make jokes. Maybe I figured out the consequences of the unsatisfactory matter. My aunt suddenly exploded and her voice became louder: "If you want to take care of this matter, give money. If you don't care about him, just leave. I'll ask him for money." My aunt pointed at Peng Cheng and cursed, "I don't believe it anymore. I'll go to your house. We do this business. If there is no way to deal with you, our family won't have to do this business."

The old lady's tone became higher and higher. At this time, Brother Hei pushed the door out, and the sound of the security door closing became louder. It must have been a big effort. Beibei turned her head and took a look. She knew that Brother Hei wanted to scare her, so she pursed her lips.

"Auntie, why are you so brave to brag for this business?" Beibei remembered what Peng Cheng often said, turned his head to look at Peng Cheng, and he was also happy.

"Don't you believe it?" My aunt continued to shout. This was basically her bottom line. She seemed to feel ridiculed and despised, but that was not important. What was important was that she had to understand this matter clearly, and she would have almost no chance.

"I believe it, do you believe it? Auntie, don't control it, you..." Beibei was speaking excitedly, but Peng Cheng suddenly stood up and blocked her.

"Wife, stop talking, don't worry about me, go!" He grabbed Beibei's hand and pinched it hard. Maybe this was Peng Cheng's most clever move today, but my aunt didn't understand it. What's terrible is that even Beibei didn't understand it.

"But..." What Beibei wanted to say was stopped by Peng Cheng again. He shook his head and raised his hand to push Beibei towards the door: "Go and go!"

Looking at his eyes seriously, for a while, Beibei was still judging what he was going to do? Peng Cheng pushed her to the door of the security door: "I'll handle it myself, you go back!"

The young man's bright eyes turned and she still looked at him uncertainly for a long time, guessing what he was going to do? His arm gently pushed her, but Beibei didn't leave. Peng Cheng was a little anxious and frowned hard: "Go away."
Chapter completed!