After all, although money is important, life is more important.
The amount of money they had smuggled over the years would be enough to put him in jail for the rest of his life if all were found out.
Brother Youyou gritted his teeth with an angry look on his face: "It seems... that's all we can do, but I... really don't want to accept it..."
Xia Rushuang comforted him: "It doesn't matter. There will be opportunities in the future. Besides, after so many years, it is impossible for the customs anti-smuggling department to remain silent. Our family can only act cautiously in the future."
Her husband sighed deeply, sat in his office chair and smoked vigorously.
The corners of Xia Rushuang's lips curled up into a sneer.
Look, there's nothing in this world that she can't solve.
So what if Xia Anlan doesn't help her, she can always find a way.
After settling this matter, it's time to focus all your attention on Nie Qiuping.
I'm afraid Ye Jiangong, that loser, can't be counted on. She must find a new helper.
He must be more powerful than Ye Jiangong.
Several candidates floated through Xia Rushuang's mind, and finally she decided on the most difficult target.
Nie Qiuping's matter can no longer be delayed, it must be done immediately, and kill Xia Anlan before she sees her.
The next day, after Xia Rushuang dressed up carefully, she went to the beauty salon. After coming out of the beauty salon, she took a taxi and quietly went somewhere.
It was a smoky place, full of red-eyed gamblers, one of the darkest places in the city.
After waiting for nearly an hour, Xia Rushuang finally saw the person she wanted to see.
She smiled what she thought was the most beautiful smile on the man hugging her, "Master Dao, I wonder... do you still remember me?"
The man was shirtless, with a tiger tattooed on his chest, and a regular scar running diagonally from his collarbone to his lower body, which looked numb.
"Hey, isn't this... the grandma of the You family? Tsk, what kind of wind brought you here."
Xia Rushuang saw him looking at her greedily, suppressed her nausea, swayed her hips and walked over. She knew what she could pay now. As long as she could find Nie Qiuping and kill her, she wouldn't mind paying any price.
Xia Rushuang's fingers gently stroked her red lips, and her eyes seemed to drift toward the man opposite with a hook: "Of course I'm asking for your help. In this sea city, no one can help me with this except you, Mr. Dao. "
Master Dao's eyes fell on Xia Rushuang's tall chest: "Help? Do you think I am a welfare home? I never do business at a loss."
Xia Rushuang smiled and said, "Of course I will give you the price you want."
"Okay, let me hear what price you offer?"
Xia Rushuang's fingers gently slid across her neck, and she opened her collar a little: "As long as you can help me find someone, and... give her to Haosheng, she... is yours, what do you want... Everything is fine! I wonder if you are satisfied with this price, Mr. Dao?"
Xia Rushuang was dressed up carefully today. She was well-maintained and had an aura about her that was not found in prostitutes.
Mr. Dao touched his chin with greedy eyes: "I have played with many women, but I have never played with a wealthy wife. Not bad... I am satisfied with the price. I really want to try it. What is it like to be a brother in bed with the eldest son of the You family? Feel?"
"But you have to let me collect some interest first."
Xia Rushuang clenched the bag in her hand, walked over, and snuggled up: "Then... you have to take pity on me..."
—
Good night, girls!