Unlike what Meng Chongxi thought, he failed to catch Qiann Yan, who swiftly evaded his grasp.
Of course, he wouldn't give up just like that. The day after tomorrow was when Boss Huang would come to collect the debt. If he couldn't produce the two hundred taels, those people at the gambling hall would truly chop off Meng Wengan's fingers.
This was his only son, who passed the child student exam at ten years old and was destined for great things in the future. He absolutely couldn't let it be ruined like this.
He originally planned to discuss this matter with his daughter tonight. With her nature, she definitely couldn't bear to see Wen Ang's fingers cut off. Losing his fingers meant losing all hope of rising, and if she was sold to the brothel, as long as Wen Ang succeeded in the future, she would still have good days ahead of her.
She would agree to it.
However, to his surprise, the unfilial daughter actually disagreed.
