Chapter 396: Unfit Foster Mother 37
Chapter 396: Unfit Foster Mother 37
The money Wang Xiaoyan had was quickly spent by Fan Lei.
Days without money were incredibly hard.
So, Fan Lei encouraged Wang Xiaoyan to go to karaoke bars to sell alcohol.
This job earned money quickly; some people made a thousand yuan in one night, equivalent to a month’s salary for an ordinary person.
Wang Xiaoyan refused, "I have evening self-study sessions, I don’t have time to earn money. Brother Lei, you don’t want to go to college, I won’t force you, but I want to get into a good university, I don’t want to be tied down by earning money, Brother Lei, I am almost in my senior year; time is very tight. I won’t work part-time on weekends anymore, I want to study properly. If Brother Lei you want to earn this money, then you should sell alcohol yourself."
Fan Lei said discontentedly, "Women earn more selling alcohol in places like that; as a guy, who would give me face selling alcohol?"
"Then why do you insist on selling alcohol? Go work elsewhere to earn money; we’re still students, the family will provide living expenses. All we need is the rent, and that’s not much. There’s no need to earn quick money like that."
"You don’t need money, but I do. Forget it, you are my woman. If you don’t want to go, then I will."
Afterward, Fan Lei would come back in the early hours, yawning through the school day, then secretly sleep on his desk, often skipping class.
The teachers knew he was a street punk and didn’t bother dealing with him, resorting to calling his guardians. But Fan Lei’s grandparents came to school just to cry, lamenting their grandson’s hard life because he lost his parents young, pleading on their knees for the school not to expel their grandson.
Scared, both the teachers and principal dared not handle him, let alone expel him.
So, Fan Lei skipped classes even more boldly, and during this period, he went to sell alcohol every night, making quite a bit of money.
Due to having money, he was generous, and the guys revered him as their leader.
Moreover, in this life, he was lured into gambling years early, owed a lot of high-interest loans.
By the time Wang Xiaoyan was in her last semester of senior year, she was overwhelmed by her studies and moved back to school to live, unaware of Fan Lei’s loan troubles.
Fan Lei had no money to pay back and was tightly pursued by the loan sharks, so he set his sights on the Fang Family.
One day, Yuan Chun was cooking a late-night snack when 007 reported to her, "Host, Fan Lei has teamed up with those loan sharks. They plan to kidnap Xiao Bao and demand fifty million from you. Someone is following Xiao Bao now."
"Fifty million, ha, quite a big appetite."
Yuan Chun calmly continued to cook wontons, and when the wontons were ready, 007 sent another message, "Host, those people have already kidnapped Xiao Bao; the car is heading towards the outskirts of the city."
Yuan Chun served the wontons in a bowl, keeping the broth warm in the pot, ready for her son to eat when he returned.
Yuan Chun picked up her phone, dialed the police, then grabbed a laptop and drove to the police station.
The police officers received the report and were checking road surveillance videos, seeing Fang Xiaobao’s bicycle suddenly blocked by a black sedan at a turn.
After getting off his bicycle, Fang Xiaobao hadn’t yet grasped the situation when two burly men rushed out from the roadside, covering his mouth and nose with a cloth, causing him to lose consciousness.
Fang Xiaobao was dragged into the black sedan by the two men, and the car sped all the way to the outskirts.
Clearly, it was a deliberate kidnapping case.
The police officers took this matter seriously, continuously tracking the direction of the black sedan. While they could trace it in the city due to cameras, there were many areas without cameras in the outskirts.
The black sedan’s trail disappeared.
At this moment, Yuan Chun touched her nose and said, "Come to think of it, what a coincidence. Last summer vacation, I took my son abroad for a trip and happened to buy a small tracker, had it made into a necklace for my son to wear around his neck."
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