Jin Ji raised his hand, looking at the bruise he had just caused on Bai Xiaoyin's hand, muttering to himself, "This woman's bones are really tough."
The phone rang. Seeing it was Li Tianxin, Jin Ji lit a cigarette, tilted his head, and answered the call.
"Happy marriage, dear sister."
Li Tianxin grumbled, "What's the use of saying it over the phone? I've already sent you an invitation, why didn't you come?"
Li Tianxin had acknowledged Jin Ji as her godbrother. They had fought together, even spent nights at the police station. Over on West Street, anyone who saw them would take a detour.
Jin Ji said, "Brother here ran into some trouble, went to Bai Xiaoyin to get some emergency cash, but that woman refused to give it. She went hard at me, claiming she needed the money for her daughter's surgery."
