Chapter 963

If it weren't for her godson constantly running around outside, looking for evidence to clear their names, Su Xiuya feared she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

After Xu Tian went to Wuji Island, he would secretly send Su Xiuya a message every so often to tell her he was safe and that he was collecting evidence, promising to return to Jiangcheng before the trial began.

It was because of Xu Tian's words that Su Xiuya gritted her teeth and held on until today.

She firmly believed that her husband and daughter were innocent and that they weren't murderers.

"Who are you? How can you break into a private residence?" Su Xiuya shouted loudly, trying desperately to stop these people.

However, she was no match for a group of punks; she was dragged by her hair into the living room and kicked to the ground.

"Ms. Su, is this how your wealthy family treats guests?"

The scarred man in the lead looked down at Su Xiuya, who had fallen to the ground, with a sinister smile.

"We came to visit, and not only do you not entertain us, but you also want to drive us away. Where is the logic in that?"

"You are bandits, not guests!" Su Xiuya's stomach hurt terribly, but she still argued, "Get out of my house immediately, or I'll call the police!"

"Call the police?" The scarred man snorted coldly, "Go ahead and try. You owe money and won't pay; let's see if the police help you or us when they arrive!"

"Owe money? What money?" Su Xiuya asked in surprise.

"Your husband Yan Jinsong borrowed money from us; don't tell me you want to renege on the debt? I'm telling you, I have the IOU here, in black and white, with your husband's signature on it. Don't even think about denying it!"

"Impossible!" Su Xiuya immediately retorted, "The money we owed was paid off long ago; it's impossible for there to be any outstanding debt!"

Su Xiuya remembered Yan Jinsong telling her before that he had paid off all the high-interest loans.

On the day he paid the money, he even used the remaining one thousand yuan to buy her a necklace, saying that he would be able to let her live a good life again in the future. It was impossible for them to still have debt!

"Your husband's signature is right here, how could it be fake?" The scarred man took out the prepared IOU to show Su Xiuya.

When Yan Jinsong paid the money back, he had played a trick and kept one IOU for three thousand yuan when returning the others.

Because there were over a dozen IOUs, Yan Jinsong had overlooked that one hadn't been collected, which gave the scarred man the perfect opportunity to play his trick.

Su Xiuya originally didn't believe it, but when she saw the IOU, she had to believe it. Fortunately, it was only three thousand yuan, which she could afford.

So she gritted her teeth and climbed up from the ground: "I won't be short a single cent of the money I owe you. Wait here, I'll go get the money for you right now!"

After speaking, she walked unsteadily to the second floor and took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from the bedroom.

The scarred man, the lecherous man, and the others took the opportunity to look around the villa, calculating how much money they could get if they sold this villa.

Everyone would get a share; it was unrealistic for so many of them to share one villa, so it would be better to sell it at a high price and then split the money.

Su Xiuya had no idea these punks had ulterior motives, thinking that as long as she paid the money, these people would leave.

The scarred man, with a cigarette in his mouth, snatched the stack of bills from Su Xiuya's hand. Although this three thousand yuan was insignificant compared to the villa or the 300,000 promised by Yan Hongyu, even a mosquito's leg was meat; he greedily stuffed the bills into his pocket.

"I've paid the money, can you leave now?"

Su Xiuya said to the punks with a cold face.

"We can leave," the scarred man nodded, "But the one who should be leaving is you, Ms. Su!"

"You want me to leave?" Su Xiuya was slightly stunned, then said loudly, "This is my home, why should I leave?"

Although Su Xiuya was very scared, now that her daughter and husband were both gone, she had to become tough so she wouldn't be bullied by these people.

"This villa is already ours," the lecherous man laughed, "You just paid the principal, but you haven't paid the interest. This villa can just happen to offset the interest you owe me. Now get out of my villa, and then we'll be truly even."

"Only three thousand yuan left unpaid, and the interest is a whole villa?" Su Xiuya gasped, "You bandits, why don't you just go rob someone?"

"Ms. Su, you're wrong about that; we aren't bandits," the lecherous man laughed wantonly, "If we were bandits, we wouldn't be so polite to you."

"You want me to give you the house? Keep dreaming!" Su Xiuya was also extremely angry and immediately took out her phone, preparing to make a call, "You wait, usury is illegal, I'm going to call the police to arrest you!"

"Call the police?" The scarred man snorted coldly, snatched Su Xiuya's phone, threw it on the ground, then pushed Su Xiuya to the ground and stepped on her, "Go ahead and call! Let's see how you call!"

"You... you are simply pushing people too far, taking advantage of others' misfortune, you're worse than animals!"

Su Xiuya struggled desperately, but it was to no avail.

"Stinking woman, we were talking to you nicely, but you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. We originally wanted to leave you some face, but now it seems that's not necessary." The lecherous man grabbed Su Xiuya by the collar, dragged her up from the ground, and slapped her hard several times.

Su Xiuya was beaten until she saw stars, letting out bursts of wails, and finally sat paralyzed on the ground with a red and swollen cheek, having no strength left to struggle.

"Everything in this villa belongs to us now, and don't even think about taking a single cent!" The lecherous man said arrogantly, "If you make any more noise, I'll make you leave your clothes behind too and wander the streets naked!"

"Looking at your looks, it's impossible for you to make a living on Bar Street, but maybe those homeless people will be interested in you, hahahaha..."

The lecherous man's words made the surrounding punks laugh until they were doubled over.

"You... you..." Su Xiuya was ashamed and angry, and just as she was about to use all her strength to crawl up and fight these people to the death, she heard a knock on the door outside the villa again.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Su Xiuya was stunned, forgetting even to wipe her tears.

Who would come to her house at this time?

Yan Jinsong and Yan Qingxue were still in the detention center, and Xu Tian was abroad hiring a lawyer. She didn't have any contact with the people around her on a daily basis; it was impossible for anyone to come over.

The scarred man also didn't expect anyone to come visiting at this time. He and the lecherous man looked at each other, thinking about whether they should go open the door.

After all, what they were doing couldn't see the light of day. If someone came and saw the situation inside and called the police, they wouldn't be able to clean up the mess.

At this moment, at the villa entrance, separated from the punks by only one door, Zhong Yu was checking the address against the small slip of paper in her hand.

"This villa seems empty... Did we go to the wrong place?"