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Chapter 167 Meeting with Sister Xia

Xiaodao smiled when he heard this: "Hey! Why, no problem!"

While speaking, Xiaodao stood up and put on his coat: "You guys, how can I deal with them!" After that, the person had already left the box.

When he walked to the door next door, he heard the noise inside. After Xiaodao confirmed that it was correct, he kicked the door open.

Ye Chuan and others also put down their wine glasses and chopsticks, listening to their every move next door.

"Hey, boy, who the hell are you? Are you impatient to live?" A man cursed, and the gangsters behind him also started to shout, and there were about three or five people.

"X your mother!" Xiaodao cursed, then there were noisy fighting sounds and men's screams, and then, only Xiaodao was left with the screams.

"Brother Chuan, this kid is pretty good!" Zuonan said.

"Well, it's good, it's brave enough!" said the third brother.

While the few people were talking, the next door had already quieted down. After a few seconds, the door of the private room was pushed open. Xiaodao walked in casually and picked up the wine he hadn't finished drinking just now: "Do it!"

"Brother, it's amazing!" The bald man stood up and said, "Good skills, I've done it!" He raised his cup and drank it all in one go.

Wang Yu also stood up and said, "That's right, come on, I did it too!"

Wang Yu just wanted to drink, but Zhao Yingnan snatched the cup again. Before Wang Yu could speak, he said: "She is injured, I'll take care of him!"

After saying that, Zhao Yingnan raised his cup and drank it all in one go, looking as if he was as good as a man.

Seeing this, Xiaodao poured himself a cup and killed it again.

Ye Chuan said at this time: "You drink it first, I'll go next door to take a look!"

"Well, okay, wait for you to come back!" said the third brother.

Ye Chuan nodded, left the private room, walked to the door next door and pushed open the door.

Sitting in the room was the woman next door, about thirties, wearing heavy makeup, but with a hint of purity.

Her head was messy, her eyes were filled with heavy makeup on her face, and she looked a little embarrassed with her head down.

Seeing someone pushing the door in, he raised his head in panic. When he saw that it was Ye Chuan, his eyes showed a look of surprise: "You Teacher Ye?"

Ye Chuan nodded and asked with concern: "Sister Xia, are you okay?"

This woman is nothing else, she is Xia Ruicheng's mother. Since the first time she met, Ye Chuan vaguely guessed her profession.

"I'm fine." Sister Xia sobbed and smiled bitterly.

"I called that young man just now to help." Ye Chuan poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Sister Xia, and sat opposite her.

"Thank you." Sister Xia whispered to take Ye Chuan's tea.

Ye Chuan lit a cigarette and asked, "What happened just now?"

Sister Xia smiled bitterly again and said, "I guess, Teacher Ye should have guessed my profession now."

Ye Chuan nodded, and Sister Xia continued, "Those men just now called me alone and accompanied them, so I refused, so they started to fight."

"It's time to fight." Ye Chuan said: "That young man just now was what I asked him to go there."

"I know." Sister Xia said, and then for some reason she suddenly became nervous and said, "Teacher Ye, I am completely involuntarily doing this industry, all for Xiaocheng to be rich and study and live our lives. Really, believe me! Don't look down on Xiaocheng because of my reasons. Teacher Ye, I know that my profession is despised. You can look down on me, but please don't be prejudiced against Xiaocheng, he is a good child."

Sister Xia said something particularly moved, and tears flowed out of her eyes.

Ye Chuan was stunned. He had never looked down on this profession. But Sister Xia's love for Xia Ruicheng moved him.

In such an environment, what she first thought of was whether she would look down on his son.

"Don't worry, Sister Xia, how could I do?" Ye Chuan comforted: "I am his teacher."

"Teacher Ye, you really don't look down on Xiaocheng?" Miss Xia asked cautiously.

"No, I said, I am his teacher." Ye Chuan said.

Sister Xia sighed and said, "Teacher Ye, Xiaocheng is really a good child."

"I know."

"Her father died early, leaving only the mother and son to depend on each other. Although I did this, he never despised me. Moreover, in order to relieve my pressure, he would go out to work every winter and summer vacation. He would not let me worry or feel guilty. Even if I was bullied at school, I would not tell me, but why would I not know that he is my son."

"So you know everything," Ye Chuan said.

"Well, I'm sorry for him! I don't have the ability. Every time I see him coming back, I will secretly hide in the quilt and cry. I know that he doesn't dare to fight. He knows that his family has no money to fight him. I have asked him, but this child has a strong self-esteem and he doesn't want me to know about those things, so he doesn't say anything." Sister Xia said while wiping away the tears from her face with her hands.

"Sister Xia, you can't blame you." Ye Chuan said: "You have given him all the best you can."

"Teacher Ye, Xiaocheng needs you to worry about it."

"Don't worry, I've been paying attention to him." Ye Chuan said.

"You are a good teacher. Really." Sister Xia said softly.

Ye Chuan did not reply to this sentence, but suddenly asked: "Sister Xia, how long have you been doing this?"

"It's been many years." Sister Xia said sadly: "Since his father left, I started to be a singer and lived such a life. At that time, Xiaocheng was still young, and I was afraid that I would affect him and let him get stabbed by someone. So I took him to move continuously. It was not until he went to high school these years that we stabilized."

"Sister Xia, you have really suffered." Ye Chuan comforted.

He could fully realize how bitter and helpless Sister Xia was as a single mother.

"As long as Xiaocheng can grow up well, it doesn't matter how much bitter I suffer." Sister Xia said: "But gradually I realize that I am a little old. I don't know how many years I can hold on."

"No, Sister Xia, you are still young." Ye Chuan said, and then suddenly realized that what he said was wrong, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Sister Xia, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"I know. It's okay."

"Sister Xia, why don't you find some legitimate jobs?"

"Just working, hehe," Sister Xia smiled and continued, "I'm going to think about it at first. But how can those wages be enough to maintain the lives of our mother and son?"

Sister Xia paused and continued, "Later, I saved some money, and I thought about finding a legitimate career. However, in one incident, I had already left a record of the case. No one was willing to ask me for it. I didn't even give me a chance."

Ye Chuan felt bitter when he heard this, and at the same time, he was so sad that he was a person from the world.

Yes, who would like to give himself this opportunity?

"Sister Xia, I have an idea. I don't know what you think." Ye Chuan said suddenly.

(End of this chapter)
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