Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

Holding the flower in his palm, Shen Yu returned downstairs in less than fifteen minutes.

It’s strange to say, perhaps because yesterday’s snow scene blurred Shen Yu’s vision, the route that Chi Jibai took him was very unfamiliar, but now after taking a detour, he actually returned home.

Are they so close to each other?

That’s right, if they weren’t close, we wouldn’t have met by the lake in the first place.

Shen Yu's mood was very complicated. Perhaps his excitement diluted his disgust for this home. For the first time, Shen Yu stepped onto the stairs here with a smile on his face.

You have to return the umbrella to Chi Jibai.

Thinking of this, Shen Yu quickened his pace. If he could return the umbrella before Chi Jibai went out, he would have put his mind at ease.

He and Shen Zong had a day off last night, but he did not return home all night, and Shen Li did not come out to look for him.

It’s just that Shen Yu is in a good mood now and doesn’t care about these things.

Speaking of Shen Zong, he seemed to have not seen Shen Zong for some time. It seemed that Shen Zong was sick and had been recuperating at home for a week.

"You son of a bitch, damn it, you actually ran away! Don't let me catch that son of a bitch. Look at it, what are you still looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyes out!"

A loud, rough voice sounded overhead, and some neighbors who were already wondering what was going on quickly closed their doors to avoid attracting these plague gods.

Shen Yu's heart shuddered as he listened to the familiar words mixed in with the incessant scolding. He took a few quick steps forward and his heart slowly sank.

In the corridor, there was a big hole in the door of the Shen family, and a lot of sundries were piled at the door. Shen Yu glanced over and saw some familiar things, such as Shen Zong's broken toys, some of Wu Qiao's cosmetics, and Shen Li's expensive coat...

When I looked inside the house, I saw some unfamiliar burly men with tattoos everywhere. They were cursing and searching for valuables. The family of three was nowhere to be seen.

Umbrella...my umbrella!

Without caring about who those people were, Shen Yu's small body rushed in directly, passed several big men and pounced on the cabinet where the things were hidden. He did not slow down even when his knees hit the ground.

I didn't feel relieved until I saw the tightly wrapped umbrella inside.

Fortunately.

"Where did this kid come from? Are you trying to kill yourself, little bastard?"

Shen Yu felt a force lifting him up, and he suddenly lost weight. The umbrella in his hand, which he had not yet grasped tightly, was snatched away by someone else.

"Hmm? Is there anything else you haven't found here? Let me see what treasure it is - bah, it's just an umbrella, I thought it was something valuable."

The bald man had a scar on his head, slanted eyes, and a face full of stubble. He didn't look like a good person.

The bald man opened the box and found that it was just a black umbrella. He was so angry that he spat. How would he know whether an umbrella was good or bad? Anyway, how much could an umbrella be worth? He simply threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

Shen Yu struggled in mid-air and kicked the man who was holding him from behind. He accidentally kicked a vital part. The man cried out in pain, and his hand loosened, and Shen Yu fell down.

He stretched out his hand to protect the umbrella, but a big foot stepped down and crushed his hand and the umbrella under the foot. His palm felt burning painfully and all the features on his little face were wrinkled.

"Damn, where did this kid come from?"

The bald man glanced at the younger brother who was wailing with his hands covering his crotch with a displeased look, and crushed him again with his feet. Shen Yu's face turned red and he said nothing. When the man loosened his feet, there were clear lines and dirt from the soles of his shoes on the back of his hands.

As for the ribs of the umbrella, they had been stepped on and broken.

It was just an ordinary umbrella, thrown together with a crushed lisianthus.

"Brother, this seems to be the son of Shen Li's family."

A young man came over with a baseball bat and looked at the information on his phone with some uncertainty.

"That's bullshit. I've seen that fat boy before. Are you fucking blind?"

The bald man ignored Shen Yu and treated him as a brainless kid from the neighborhood.

"Brother, Shen Li has another child from his ex-wife. It seems to be this one, about the same age."

Hearing this, the bald man let out a "tsk" and then turned around to pick up Shen Yu, who was holding the umbrella in silence, and looked at him carefully with squinted eyes.

"Is Shen Li your father, huh?"

There were no photos of Shen Yu at home, and even after he moved out, there was no sign of his life, so it was indeed difficult to recognize him.

Shen Yu didn't say anything. The man suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face. He was strong, but not as small as Shen Li. Shen Yu's face immediately became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a bloody tooth was spat out.

Shen Yu nodded. His body was shaking with fear and blood foam flowed from the corners of his mouth onto his clothes on his chest.

"It really is the son of that bastard Shen Li. What a bastard. He has two sons and he only took one away."

As if he was very disdainful of Shen Li's behavior, the bald man cursed a few more times, then threw the phone at Shen Yu, pressed an iron rod against his abdomen, pulled the chair next to him and sat down, his tone somewhat impatient.

"Your father, Shen Li, owes us money, including principal and interest of 280,000 yuan. Damn it, I watched him for so long, but he just ran away like a fly. If I find him, I will break his legs."

As he spoke, the iron rod moved to Shen Yu's legs again, full of threat.

"Call your father. You should know his new phone number. Tell him to come back and pay the money, and I will let you go."

Through the bald man's words, Shen Yu roughly understood what had happened.

When Shen Li was in Shangou Village, he was cheated in an investment and became addicted to gambling in an attempt to turn his life around. However, it seemed that all his luck was spent on studying, and he lost every time he gambled.

After making some money by taking advantage of the tourism boom, Shen Li came to the city, owned his own factory, and married a wife whose family was wealthy and could provide support. His life became prosperous, and his ambition, which had been lost, began to expand, and he wanted to make more money.

Wu Qiao was powerful, and he had to support Shen Zong, who had no blood relationship with him. Shen wanted to make a lot of money, so he got addicted to gambling and invested all his money in it.

With so much money, he didn't make any splash in the casino.

Worried that Wu Qiao would find out and divorce him, Shen Li impulsively borrowed money from a loan shark, hoping to win back all the chips he had lost.

Unfortunately, I still lost. Not only did I lose my capital, but I couldn’t even pay back the loan sharks.

With his road to desperation, Shen Li had no choice but to mortgage his factory, take the little remaining money and leave with his mother and daughter overnight. They left in a hurry, taking only some valuable things that were easy to take away.

By the time the debt collectors arrived, the house was just an empty shell with no one inside. Even if the remaining things in the house were sold, they would not be enough to pay off the sky-high loan sharking debt that Shen Li owed.

Even the house here was sold by Shen Li at a low price at some point in time.

He didn't even consider Shen Yu's life or death, or perhaps Shen Li wanted to kill two birds with one stone and get rid of his own son who was already alienated from him.

It doesn't matter whether he is missing or taken away by debt collectors.

The house and money were gone, and Shen Yu was left to face the vicious debt collectors.

But Shen Yu had never even touched an electronic device, so how could he remember Shen Li’s phone number?

"I don't know. He doesn't love me."

Having lost a tooth, Shen Yu had a lisp and was mumbling something.

If he had felt a little bit sorry for Shen Yu, even if he had sent him a message in advance and told him not to come back, things wouldn't have ended up like this.