One Night Surprise

Chapter 521 She Said That I Am a Good Man

After a while, the door swung open again, and Mike came in with his hands behind his back.

By then, Lila had already given up the idea of being angry at him. She knew that she could never get through to his dense head, and he would never understand the deeper meaning behind people’s words.

“Quicky, eat your food. The soup is cold now.”

Lila buried her head as she took in a mouthful of noodles while picking out the beef from the bowl and putting it into another bowl. However, she was caught off guard by the touch of pink from the corner of her eyes. When she looked up, she saw Mike grinning at her with a balloon in his hand.

“What’s this?”

Mike began to tie the balloon to her bedside and rambled on about how he had rescued a little girl by the side of the road today. Finally, he stared at the pink color balloon and muttered to himself indifferently, “Her mother said that I was a good man. This is the second time anyone has ever said that to me.”

When Lila heard this, she froze.

At that time, she was naive. Now that she had gone through so many things, she did not have the courage to insist that he was a good person.

With an embarrassed smile, she said, “You’re just unattentive.”

“Do you think they’ll let me back if I perform well?”

After being asked that, she was silent.

She continued to use the chopsticks to stir her soup.

If there were a chance to turn back the fatal mistakes one made, this world would have been too cruel to those innocently dragged into the abyss by such errors.

While she was immersed in her thoughts, a gentle force ruffled her hair. The person who asked this was supposed to be comforted, yet, the person who listened could not extricate himself from a certain depressed mood for a moment.

The people who did wrong

started to narrate, “My father used to gamble when I was young, and I would often see my mother staring at her phone alone at home. Later, when he owed the casino money and couldn’t pay his debt, his hands were chopped off, and the debt collectors forced my mother to her death. I used to hate

to talk about the debt coolers. He didn’t expect her to chuckle to herself and say, “Vietnam, I was so worried every time you went out that

fumbling with the hem of her hospital

when he

a way. You can

the point of her story, so she

felt that there is no turning back once you’ve done something wrong, but you seemed to be the lucky one. God has taken special care

her arm, her thin fingertip slowly moved along the outline of the balloon at the head

the blue veins in his arms began to protrude from supporting himself by the edge of the bed. The boiling blood in his body

asleep that his breath regulated, and a cold light appeared in

tired future walked along the dimly lit corridor, and

We’ll meet at the same place at 10:00AM two

quickly got a

“Coward.”

——

…

The late autumn rain swept through every

man in a black leather jacket was sitting in a shabby noodle soup with a bowl of beef noodles that had been placed on the table

pair of foxy eyes that showed nothing but disgust. She sat upright,

sound of rain crackled on the top of the room, upsetting everyone. Finally, the woman took off her

to her. He watched her face darken and calmly explained, “You’re still a wanted criminal in Vietnam. Don’t think everything

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing.”

report you. All I need is your money. As long as you keep your end