e-sports wife in arms

Chapter 280 Xianchen's Father
The shooter of the second team said with a hippie smile: "Be merciful, Yushen, you are the best looking."

Cough cough, this kid speaks very nicely.

Yu Xingchen: "Just your skin, get online quickly."

With the mobile phone by her ear, Xianchen stayed away from the training room.

A begging middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "Xianchen, help Dad, Dad really can't survive this time."

Xianchen: "I just want to know, where did you find my contact information?"

The middle-aged man hesitated: "...This, this...my son has changed his phone number, I must know."

The corner of Xianchen's mouth involuntarily pulled out a sneer: "The last time you packed up and left quickly, leaving all the creditors to me, why didn't you remember that you still have my son?"

Middle-aged man: "I really didn't know they would come to you! I thought I ran away, and they would definitely not embarrass a child! I really did it for your own good!"

Xianchen: "What's good for me is to leave me alone, and then come to me again when you change places and owe money?"

Middle-aged man: "It's really just this time... The money is not much, only 50... I heard that your signing fee for playing games is in the millions, and 50 is a small amount for you."

Xianchen said impatiently: "If it's not a small sum, then you can still do it yourself? Is it necessary to come to me with such a low profile?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone did not speak, and there was a mysterious silence on both sides of the phone.

After a few seconds, the middle-aged man almost begged: "Xianchen, have you forgotten how I treated you when I was a child?... When I was a child, I was reluctant to eat for you to study, and I left all the money for you. buy textbooks..."

Xianchen didn't speak, but his face was very ugly.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out again, making his voice sound more indifferent: "Give me a card number."

Hearing that Xianchen was willing to let go, the middle-aged man let go of the heart he had been holding on all the time, and said quickly: "The other party is only willing to let him go if he wants cash. You go to the bank to withdraw the money, and I will give you the address. You can take a taxi and you will be fine." Come!"

Xianchen: "Well, you can send a text message, I'll get the money."

Middle-aged man: "Okay, thank you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xianchen hung up the phone.

With the anger still on Xianchen's face, she leaned against the wall with her head slightly raised, holding the phone in her hand, so hard that even her knuckles started to turn white.

It was because he hadn't forgotten those things, that's why he compromised with him again and again.

He almost forgot that it started when he was young. That father who worked so hard just to support him in studying and to make him no worse than other children, who was willing to work overtime day and night, became what he is now?

In my memory, the burly but not humble man would come back from the construction site covered in dust and dust, and take out a few crumpled coins for him to buy something delicious.

How did he become such a rascal now? Is it really him!

In fact, he didn't need to be angry at all.

How can he not know what kind of virtue his father is?

All this has changed since my mother died and my father became addicted to gambling.

His father, who used to let him buy books without eating, would steal the money he saved from odd jobs to gamble.

The amount of money he owed was getting bigger and bigger every time. He could no longer pay off the huge gambling debt owed by his father while studying and working, so he had to drop out of school.

(End of this chapter)