Chapter 1459: Moli

Moli had lived a life of luxury since childhood and had no deep concept of money; whether it was one thousand or ten thousand, it was merely a change in numbers to him. Besides, he had won two rounds in a row and felt the old man's skills were just average, so what was there to be afraid of?

He readily agreed and reset the chessboard, but this time, Moli lost!

He only lost by one piece, but that was still a loss.

He was unwilling to accept it and took the initiative to ask to continue playing; he played five or six more rounds in succession, and lost them all!

Each time he only lost by one or two pieces, but he never won again.

The old man stopped playing, saying he was too tired today and they would talk about it later, then left after speaking.

By this time, a significant amount of money had already left Moli's card, but he still had money, and he was even more unwilling to give up, wanting to win back his losses.

A large man covered in tattoos said that playing chess was too slow and it would be better to bet on high or low; if he was lucky, he could win back these tens of thousands very quickly.

Xiao Qian cried beside Moli, saying that so much money was enough for her parents to earn in two years, and it was such a pity that it had all been lost like this...

Moli then agreed and left the chess table to bet on high or low.

As it turned out, his luck was truly terrible; not only did he not win, but he lost all his own money.

Xiao Qian cried even harder, constantly blaming herself, saying she shouldn't have brought him here and caused him to lose money...

The more she said this, the more Moli felt his girlfriend had a simple and kind heart, and he even said this matter had nothing to do with her and that he would definitely win it back.

People from the "Qipaishe" took the initiative to offer to lend him one hundred thousand to win back his losses; he borrowed it, but the borrowed money was also quickly lost.

Now that the story had been told, anyone with normal intelligence could see that this matter could not be separated from Cui Xiaoqian.

But Moli could not see it; not only could he not see it, he kept defending Cui Xiaoqian, saying this matter had nothing to do with her, and that Xiao Qian was very remorseful and had already asked for leave to go home to sell her family's house to pay back the money for him.

Zichen felt frustrated that he wouldn't live up to expectations, blaming him for getting involved in gambling, but he also knew the severity of loan sharks; interest upon interest was endless, and if it wasn't paid today, the interest would be much higher by tomorrow.

"I can lend you one hundred thousand, but what you just said about being able to pay it back in one day doesn't count. You promised never to touch gambling again; if you keep your word, I will keep mine. If you gamble again, I will tell your mother."

"Furthermore, you must see me every day these next few days, eat three meals a day together, and after dinner, we must be together at the Library or during self-study sessions. You must break up with Cui Xiaoqian, do you agree?"

Zichen had also gone to great pains for his cousin.

Eating three meals a day together, plus going to the Library or self-study sessions together, meant the two of them had to see each other at least three or four times a day, occupying all his rest time. This way, even if he felt the itch, he wouldn't have time to gamble, and as long as this period passed, he would be able to forget the unwillingness of "winning back his losses."

Leaving Cui Xiaoqian meant leaving all the trouble behind.

"Big Brother, I can agree to anything else, but breaking up with Xiao Qian is impossible. If you don't want to lend me the money, just say you don't want to, you don't need to find ways to refuse me." He turned and walked away.

Zichen blocked his path and asked, "What other way do you have?"

Moli said huffily, "You don't need to worry about it, don't interfere in my affairs from now on."

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll remove this condition, will you agree to the rest?" Zichen compromised.

"Really?" Moli smiled very innocently, his face full of sunshine.

He hugged Zichen: "Big Brother, you are the best. Everyone says I'm an only child, but from now on I have a real brother, you are my real brother..."

"Let go, let go, don't be like this, it will cause misunderstandings if others see."

In the end, Zichen still lent Moli one hundred thousand to pay off the loan shark, but he proposed one last condition—accompanying him to pay the money back!

"Okay, Big Brother, you are truly kind."

Xiao Qian had said she asked for leave to go home these past two days; he was actually a bit scared to go to that kind of place by himself, so it couldn't be better if his big brother could accompany him.

The two arrived in front of the Qipaishe and pushed the door open to enter.

Daobalian was clearly stunned when he saw Moli, but a moment later, his face was full of smiles: "Brother, are you here to win back your losses today?"

"No, I'm here to pay back the money. I won't come to your place ever again."

Zichen:...

Even if you think that in your heart, you shouldn't say it out loud! His cousin was just too well-protected by his aunt; he had never seen the dark side and didn't understand that one must guard against others.

He slapped the one hundred thousand on the table: "The money is paid back to you." After speaking, he turned to leave.

Zichen grabbed him and reminded him: "The IOU."

"Oh, right."

Only then did he remember there was an IOU.

So he reached out his hand: "Return the IOU to me."

The enthusiastic smile on Daobalian's face disappeared, turning cold as frost.

A pair of eyes swept coldly over Zichen's face twice: "Who are you?"

"I am his big brother, here to accompany him to pay back the money."

Zichen began to cry poor: "This money was scraped together by our family bit by bit. His mother has almost cried her eyes blind over this matter and is at home threatening to commit suicide by hanging... Hurry up and count the money, return the IOU, we still have to go back and deal with a huge mess at home."

"Come over and count the money." Daobalian called over two people, and the three of them started counting together.

One hundred thousand is not a lot, but it is not a little either.

With the help of a money counter, it was finished in just a few minutes; not one bill more, not one bill less, exactly right.

"Little brother, this money is not enough, there is interest, five percent interest!"

Zichen readily took five hundred yuan out of his pocket and slapped it on the table: "It's correct now, return the IOU to us."

Daobalian handed over the IOU. Zichen let Moli check it; it was indeed the one from yesterday. He tore it to shreds with two quick motions and was about to throw it away... Zichen gripped his hand: "Don't litter, give it to me."

He put the IOU fragments into his own bag and dragged Moli away quickly!

"Whew—"

After leaving that street, Zichen finally let out a long, heavy breath, and his lifted heart could finally be put down.

He explained to Moli, telling him that this street was full of underground casinos; good people would never come to this place, and whatever "Qipaishe" was, it was just a front.

Moli widened his eyes, stunned: "How did you know?"

Zichen:...

If he could just communicate more with his classmates, he would know, okay?

It was a very notorious street in the city; except for a bookworm like Sheng Moli, everyone else knew about it.

"Everyone knows, except for you."

After Zichen got out of the car, he took the pieces of the IOU out of his pocket and threw them into the trash can.

He didn't forget to educate Moli: "You, next time you go out, be a bit more careful. If you just toss them away like that, what would you do if those people picked them up, taped them back together, and came after you for the money?"

Moli:...

He really hadn't thought that much about it, nor did he know that people's hearts could be so sinister.

But after carefully pondering his big brother's words, they did indeed make sense, so he nodded: "Thank you, big brother, I understand. I will be careful in the future."

In the future?

You're still thinking about the future?