Chapter 3181 Sister, Don’t Run Away! 20

at night.

A figure walked past somewhere in the Jing family mansion. The moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the figure look a little scary.

He walked very lightly, without shoes on his feet, and his movements were very careful.

With a "squeak" sound, a door was gently pushed open, and a figure flashed out of the house. After looking around, he tiptoed out to his residence.

The corridor of the Jing family mansion is very long, connecting various buildings inside.

A gust of wind blew, and the man was shaking a little while holding the thing in his hand. It was still January, the weather was very cold, and it was torture to step on the cold floor without shoes. However, he had no choice but to take the risk.

There was a snap. He didn't know what he tripped under his feet and made a sound.

In the moonlight, he looked down and saw that it was a vase.

This vase is not big, only half as long as an adult's arm. Under the slender neck is a rounded vase with some patterns painted on it. He couldn't see clearly, but he suddenly felt a cold sweat break out.

Wasn't this vase the one he secretly took and sold before? Why are you here?

His whole body became nervous, and he looked around nervously, but he didn't find a single figure.

He hurriedly started to run to his room, but as soon as he reached the door, he found that the lights in the room were on.

The next moment, the door was opened and the butler came out.

"Old Zhao, where have you been so late?" the housekeeper asked, standing at the door.

The servant Lao Zhao opened his eyes wide in shock, "I, I can just walk around."

"Just taking a walk?" The housekeeper laughed and walked up to him, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Lao Zhao subconsciously hugged the thing tightly, trying to hide it: "It's nothing, nothing..."

But the housekeeper didn't say anything to him and sneered, "Old Zhao, is this how you repay your master for all these years in the Jing family?"

Lao Zhao took a step back and laughed dryly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

The housekeeper didn't want to talk to him much. It was freezing cold and he ran out with the door open and the heater on. "Old Zhao, I've discovered what happened to you a long time ago. Come in and talk about it."

A trace of surprise flashed across Old Zhao's vicissitudes face, but soon he showed a helpless and frightened expression and followed into the room.

The servants of the Jing family are arranged to live in a special house, and Lao Zhao also has his own room here, which is not big, only about 40 square meters. The house was quite clean inside, and the housekeeper sat on the chair and watched him take out a vase packed in a bag and put it carefully on the table.

Lao Zhao looked guilty and remorseful. He begged for mercy with a sad face: "Butler, please don't report me. I really have no choice."

The butler raised his eyebrows, "Why are you stealing?"

Lao Zhao sighed and said: "I was deceived into gambling before and lost hundreds of thousands. I couldn't afford it, so I had to borrow a loan shark. Now I owe more than one million with compound interest. I don't have that much Money, those who are demanding debts are going to hurt my family. My wife is in poor health and my children are in school. I can’t bear the trouble... Housekeeper, please help me. I really don’t want to steal anything. I can't help it, I don't have the money to pay it back... I know I shouldn't gamble, but it's too late, it's too late!"

The housekeeper burst into tears watching him explain in a few words, but didn't say anything. After a long silence, he said: "If I don't report you this time, what are you going to do in the future?"