It only took a second, and then the calm was restored.

"What is the relationship between this person you are looking for and you?" The middle-aged man glanced Yang Muya up and down, and saw that she was in a gesture, revealing a good upbringing, although the clothes on her body could not tell what brand it was, but the material could be seen at a glance that it was a customized clothing, and her eyes suddenly became vigilant.

"Have you seen this man? Where is he now? When Yang Muya saw the middle-aged man's reaction, her eyes instantly brightened, and she looked at him with hope, and she wanted to step forward emotionally.

"I've seen it, but it's been many years ago...... Moreover, he is already dead. The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and his lips opened firmly.

"What did you say?!" Yang Muya's body stiffened, raised her head in disbelief, and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

The next second, I didn't want to roar.

"You talk nonsense! How could he die if he was so good? He hasn't returned what he owes me yet, how can he die?! ”

He's dead......

How could he die......

He hadn't waited for her to come to him and ask him about the past.

Why did she die if she didn't give her her back......

Yang Muya's face turned pale, and the whole person shook, almost unable to hold on and fall.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were red.

The hatred in his heart has become a knot with nowhere to vent, and he is blocked in his chest in an instant.

"I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, I can't help it, if you want to collect debts from him, go to the Hades Palace, don't come to me to ask for bad luck, I don't know this person well, I won't pay off his debts for him."

After the pot-bellied middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned around and entered the villa, asking people to close the door.

After thinking about it, I didn't feel at ease, so I hurriedly went up to the second floor and looked out from the balcony.

Yang Muya stood outside the gate of the villa, her eyes were dull, and she didn't react for half a sound, as if she had been hit by something.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were full of dead silence, a dead silence that was desperate to the extreme, more permeating than crying.

"Sir, what's there to see out there? Hurry up and come over with me to see the new bag, I think this rose red handbag is particularly suitable for me, if I take it out, it will definitely give you a long face! ”

A seductively dressed woman walked towards the balcony, her hands still playing with her freshly made hair.

"At this time, I am still in the mood to look at the bag, and the debt collectors have come to the door!" The middle-aged man with a big belly turned around and reprimanded, looking at Yang Muya, who was delaying to leave, and the whole person became anxious.

"What debt collector? Sir, are you in debt outside? The woman stepped forward, reached out and wrapped her hand around the middle-aged man's neck, and spat into his face.

"I don't have the heart to joke with you right now, did you see the woman outside?" The middle-aged man wrapped around him pointed at Yang Muya, who was standing outside, and spat fiercely.

"That woman looks like a rich person, she actually took Xia Hua's portrait just now, came to me to find someone, what if she knew that Xia Hua was not dead, and wanted to help Xia Hua come back and rob me of the family property? The industries here were all owned by the Xia family at the beginning! ”

"Master, you're too worried, that Xia Hua is now a vegetative person, lying there undead, even if someone wants to help him, he can't get up to compete with you for the family property!"

"You know what? He also has a daughter, and Xia Changyue is the heir to the Xia family's estate. A dark light flashed under the middle-aged man's eyes.