Chapter 242

　Because Shamaamu was a drug dealer, Bai Jing’s first thought was that the black leather suitcase was full of drugs.

　　 That’s why Bai Jing was prepared to reprimand him.

　　 After entering the password and opening the black leather suitcase, Shamaamu pointed the suitcase at Bai Jing.

　　 When Bai Jing saw what was inside, she was startled.

　　 What was inside wasn’t drugs, but stacks of hundred-yuan bills!

　　 This was the first time Bai Jing had ever seen so many hundred-yuan bills in her life!

　　 After her initial shock, Bai Jing asked, “What do you mean by this?”

　　 “Here’s a million dollars. You can keep it safe for me,” Shamaamu continued after locking it and placing it on the floor. “If you need the money, you can use it directly. The password is my birthday. I’m sure you haven’t forgotten it.”

　　 “Are you out of your mind?” Bai Jing said angrily. “You came to my house out of nowhere and said such things out of nowhere. Anyway, I know that the money you have is all dirty money, so I won’t take a single penny from you, and I won’t keep it for you. Now take that box of money and get out of here. I don’t want to see you again!”

　　 “Aren’t you going to let me stay the night?”

　　 What if my husband comes back?

　　 “So as long as you’re sure he won’t come back, you don’t mind me spending the night here?”

　　 “I won’t let you stay overnight unless I’m dead.”

　　 “Actually, I want to know,” Shamaamu asked, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, “how did the two of us end up like this?”

　　 “That’s because you’ve changed,” Bai Jing said angrily. “After coming to Shenzhen, in order to develop your drug business, you actually wanted me to sacrifice my looks. Under normal circumstances, you should have cared for and protected me like before, instead of trying to reduce me to a despicable role like a prostitute!”

　　 Do you know why I did this?

　　 How would I know?

　　 “Since you used your beauty to seduce men in Lijiang back then, why can’t you do it now?”

　　 “I told you, it was out of necessity.”

　　 What’s so good about this place?

　　 As he spoke, Shamaamu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

　　 Seeing this, Bai Jing hurriedly went over.

　　 After snatching the pack of cigarettes and throwing it on the floor, Bai Jing said, “You’re not allowed to smoke in my house!”

　　 “I really don’t think there’s anything good about this place,” Shamaam said, staring at the ceiling. “So my plan is simple: make tens of millions in Shenzhen using drugs, and then go back to my hometown. Actually, I wanted to take you with me, but I know you definitely won’t come with me.”

　　 “Of course I won’t go with you, because I’ve already put down roots here.”

　　 “Just consider my asking you to sacrifice your beauty a joke,” Shamaam said, his expression turning serious. “Once I’ve earned enough money, you can come with me. You’ll never have to worry about money again.”

　　 “I don’t lack money now.”

　　 Upon hearing Bai Jing’s words, Shamaamu suddenly burst out laughing.

　　 Looking at Shamaamu’s somewhat arrogant laugh, Bai Jing felt particularly uncomfortable.

　　 After laughing, Shamaamu said, “He’s just a hot pot restaurant owner, how much can he earn in a month? And if you really weren’t short of money, you would have already bought a house in Shenzhen. But in fact, this house is rented, while you bought a house in Huizhou, where the house prices are much cheaper than here. So you are indeed short of money, which is why you need to be so careful with your money. As for me, I’m now living a life where I can spend money lavishly, which is completely different from my previous experience.”

　　 “You’ve been blinded by money.”

　　 “Having experienced such poverty, how could one not lose one’s way?”

　　 “I don’t have any.”

　　 Do you want me to praise you?

　　 “I just want you to leave my house with that box of money.”

　　 “I’m not going to make you sacrifice your beauty anymore, can’t you be a little more lenient?”

　　 “If you stop trafficking drugs, then I can forgive you.”

　　 “How is this any different from laying me off and making me unemployed?”

　　 “There are so many legitimate jobs in the world, why do you need to traffic drugs?”

　　 “What else can a kid raised in a drug-trafficking village do besides drug trafficking?” Shamaamu said, glancing sideways at Bai Jing. “I’m not a beauty like you, otherwise I could use my looks to make money. The place I frequent has a lot of beautiful women. Some are professional prostitutes, and some work part-time. Among the part-time prostitutes, there are quite a few with high education, and some are even married. To ensure they have enough money to spend every day, they accompany people for drinks, drugs, and sex, living what they think is an angelic life. Actually, let me tell you, the so-called depravity is just a misunderstanding outsiders have about them, because they are very happy.”

　　 “If a person is controlled by greed, what difference is there between him and a wild beast?”

　　 “As long as you’re happy.”

　　 “You also use drugs?”

　　 “I’m not stupid.”

　　 “You should go back to your hometown,” Bai Jing said. “You have accomplices in Ruili, so you’ll be much safer there. Staying in Shenzhen would be much more dangerous. You could easily fall into the hands of the law.”

　　 “There are far fewer wealthy people in Ruili than here.”

　　 “Since you won’t listen to my advice, then take the money and leave.”

　　 “I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here overnight.”

　　 “Then I’ll just call the police.”

　　 As she spoke, Bai Jing picked up her phone from the coffee table.

　　 Seeing that Shamaamu was still sitting, Bai Jing, who was holding a phone, looked a little angry.

　　 After remaining still for more than ten seconds, Bai Jing opened the dial pad and entered 110.

　　 But instead of dialing, she held the phone screen up to Shamaamu.

　　 Seeing this, Shamaamu burst out laughing.

　　 After laughing, Shamaam immediately reached out his hand.

　　 Before Bai Jing could react, her phone had already been snatched away by Shama Amu.

　　 After tapping the call icon, Shamaamu returned the phone to Bai Jing.

　　 Seeing that the call had already been made, Bai Jing was so frightened that she immediately hung up.

　　 Seeing this, Shamaamu laughed and said, “You’re angry with me because I’m not the same person I used to be, but actually you still care about me. If you didn’t care about me, why would you have visited me last time? If you didn’t care about me, why would you have told me that Han Sheng went to Yunnan? If you didn’t care about me, why didn’t you dare to call the police? Although I’m illiterate, I can still list many, many more parallel sentences like this.”

　　 “Are you feeling smug?”

　　 “Of course I’m proud,” Shamaam said with a smile. “It shows that there is a bond connecting us, and even though we have been separated for many years, this bond has not been broken.”

　　 “I just hate this!”

　　 “I’m going to take a shower first, then I’ll chat with you later.”

　　 With that, Shamaamu walked toward the bathroom.