Elder sister Xin held down my drinking hand. "You've had a lot to drink tonight. The wine in the bar is easy to get drunk. Stop drinking."
I put down my glass, and my head ached. I looked at my phone. Why isn't Er De here yet?
"Elder sister Xin, I have to go. I have to work tomorrow." I waved at her.
After leaving elder sister Xin's bar, a cold wind came up and I shivered. There were bars all over the street, and there were people gathered at the entrance of every bar. There was also a car. I was going to take a taxi home, but there were a lot of people in front of me.
I called erde. She said her car broke down on the road. She was calling for someone to tow it, so she couldn't pick me up.
I said it was okay, and then I went to line up for a taxi.
"Miss, what are you waiting for? Where are you going? I have a car for you." A man with gray hair approached me.
"Thank you. No need." My attitude was cold, and I looked around. There were so many people here, and I rejected them outright. He shouldn't have bothered me.
Gray hair pointed at the people in front of him. "Look at them. They're all in pairs. We're both alone. Let's go together."
"I said, no need." My voice was a little loud.
"Oh, the little girls are quite grumpy. I'll tell you today. You don't have to use them." He came up and hugged me. When I pushed him, he yelled, "Honey, can we stop fighting? You broke my heart!"
Listening to his lies, I felt like vomiting. "Hooligan, let go of me."
"You used to call me darling husband. Why are you now a hooligan? Let's go. We have something to say when we get home. We won't delay the taxi."
I thought he was playing a prank. A few minutes later, I noticed that there were fewer and fewer people around. He was still pulling me, pretending to coax his wife to drag me to a more remote place.
I reached into my pocket, felt the key, and stabbed him in the head. He shouted and let go of me. "What are you poking me with?!"
"I said I don't know you. If you dare to touch me again, I'll call the police." I pointed at him.
"You report it. You think I'm afraid you'll call the police." He grinned, revealing teeth that were not as white as his hair.
I took out my phone, turned around and ran, making a phone call as I ran. A few steps later, he caught up with me, knocked my phone off, pinned me down on the fence, and put on a threatening face. "I advise you to admit defeat. If you make these fearless struggles again, don't blame me for being cruel."
Gray hair smelled of alcohol and his eyes were bloodshot. I knew he definitely didn't drink too much. A man who really drank too much had no reason, but he didn't react. If he was still thinking about it, it proved that he didn't drink too much.
"I have a child and a husband. I only came here to see a friend for a drink. If you want money, I can give it to you. If you want money, you can go to someone else. I promise not to call the police, and I won't say anything. Do you think that's okay?" My tone became less sharp.
"No, I like you. I can't give you anything." He twisted my arm and hugged me as he walked towards the car.
If he took me to the car, I would have no chance to escape. Now that my phone is gone, I can't even ask for help.
As I approached the car, I cried out, "Why am I so miserable? My husband cheated on me and wanted to divorce me. He also wanted to take my son away. He came out for a drink and was threatened. You might as well kill me. I don't want to live anymore!"
I was really crying, tears streaming down, thinking of today's grievances, I can still cry for half a day.
I cried so hard that I was at a loss. I lit a cigarette and started cursing at my grandson. "There's no use crying. You want the baby. You can grab it."
"How can I rob my husband? He's rich and powerful. He's doing a good job of his own business. He's been out drinking and drinking all day long. I've been alone since I was pregnant, giving birth to a child and almost dying in a difficult labor. He never cared about us. Now that we're divorced, he wants me to give him my son. That's my life. How can I survive if I give him my son."
"Where's your man? Call him over and I'll vent for you." Gray hair threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it.
I was stunned. It didn't follow my script.
He handed me his phone. "Call him and tell him you were tied up and have him come to redeem you."
I wiped my tears, took her cell phone and called Fu Jing, but there was nothing else I could do.
As soon as the phone was connected, I called out to my husband, "I'm tied up. Come and redeem me."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, and I was afraid that he would say something insidious. "Honey, at least we're husband and wife, and we have a son. Even if you want to divorce me, you can't leave me alone. I'm the mother of your child. All these years, I've worked hard without merit."
Gray hair snatched the phone. "Hey, if you're still a man, you'll come with the money to redeem your wife. Two hundred thousand, no less. See you below the highway entrance."
What is it, I'm worth 200,000?
"Why don't you have more?" I sniffed.
Gray hair glanced at me. "You're an abandoned woman. How much more do you want? He wants you dead now. He doesn't even have to divorce you. If I want more, can he give it to me?"
That makes sense.
"But two hundred thousand is too little." I wiped my face clean and curled the corners of my mouth down to look aggrieved.
"Nonsense, let's go and see if he will come to redeem you. If he does come, I can sit down and start the price." Gray hair gave a sinister smile.
My brain might not be working properly, but I actually sneered at the bad guys. I shook my head and it hurt badly.
Gray hair got in the car. I didn't want to sit in the passenger seat. I wanted to sit in the back. If I couldn't count on Fu Jing, I could think about saving myself. If I couldn't, I could minimize the damage and bear with it.
The car drove down to the entrance of the expressway. It was dark and the ground was covered with undeveloped soil. There was a construction site not far away. It could be seen how messy it was.
After a while, the headlights of a car caught our attention. Gray hair smiled and said, "Not bad, auntie. Your husband is really here."
I got out of the car wrapped in my clothes. Fu Jing's car stopped. He got out of the car without taking anything. Where's the money?
"Where's the money?" Gray hair raised his chin and asked him.
Fu Jing threw out a card. "There's no password. There's 200,000 in it."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Then you tear up the tickets." Fu Jing turned around and was about to leave.
I stood alone in the wind and was in a mess. Gray hair seemed to be even more chaotic than me. He whispered, "Are you blind to find such a man?"
"Maybe he was ignorant when he was young and blind." I wanted to cry, but my heart was broken by Fu Jing's indifference.