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Chapter Thirty-Four Soya Bean Paste, Shen Wenjun owes usury(2/2)

Neither Shen Lao Er nor Shen Lao San stopped him. When others asked, they sighed secretly.

How could they not know that Shen Zhenyu's fate might be their fate tomorrow? Mrs. Shen would do anything for Shen Wenjun!

As night fell, Shen Yunxi secretly drank a few sips of Otaku's Fairy Water, then hid in Mu's new quilt and fell asleep comfortably.

Except for the big room, everyone else in the Shen family was snoring loudly.

As for Shen Wenjun in the gambling house, life was not so easy!

When he came this time, he didn't even have any capital. He first asked the casino to borrow twenty taels at usury, but lost, and borrowed another twenty taels, and lost again!

Now he has borrowed a total of one hundred taels. When dawn comes, it will be two hundred taels including interest!

Shen Wenjun started to panic!

He couldn't figure out why the direction of the dice was out of his control today, even though he had calculated well before.

It must be this group of people!

Shen Wenjun was not convinced and was going to settle the score with the people in the casino, but what kind of place was the casino? How could he, a weak scholar with no power, compare to these thugs in the casino?

Just like that, Shen Wenjun was thrown out and thrown on the street, his whole body was in such a mess!

The casino has given him a deadline to come up with two hundred taels of silver within seven days, otherwise his legs will be removed!

Shen Wenjun got up and walked tremblingly on the street.

It was still very cold in the autumn night. He curled up his arms shivering and walked like this until he reached the door of Wanhua Pavilion again.

In the Wanhua Pavilion, beauties in brightly dressed clothes were soliciting customers at the door. Shen Wenjun looked over and saw that there were several beauties who had served him in the past few days.

As he approached, the beauties were very happy to see him, and Shen Wenjun felt warm in his heart.

But when they saw Shen Wenjun's embarrassed look clearly, they all rolled their eyes and continued to solicit other customers.

Shen Wenjun has never been so despised by anyone, especially these women. A few days ago, they called him "Shen Lang". Now that they see him in despair, they are not even willing to give him a straight face!

Isn't it just money? He Shen Wenjun still can't get it?


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