After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

The cousin's family left in a hurry and panic, watching their backs, An Nuo felt that her mother, Jiang Xia, was simply the most powerful person in the world.

On the contrary, An Xinzhi scratched his head and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his younger brother walking so fast.

"Honey, the company won't lose money." He assured Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia rolled his eyes at him, "If I lose money, I will marry someone else."

Of course she knew that she would not lose money. An Xinzhi's business acumen is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it may be that stupid people have stupid blessings. In short, An Xinzhi's company is going smoothly.

"You see." Jiang Xia poked An Xinzhi's shoulder, "When they heard that our family was dying, they ran faster than anyone else."

She was talking about Anbei's family, of course, Jiang Xia made up what she said just now, in order to let An Xinzhi see what kind of brother he has always helped.

An Xinzhi also understood what Jiang Xia said in his heart, opened his mouth without making a sound, and turned his head to cover Jiang Xia's legs with a blanket, which was so soft.

For a while, no one mentioned An Bei and the others.

Wen Xueyi originally planned to ask An Bei to go to An Xinzhi to ask for a sum of money to support her life, but unexpectedly, Jiang Xia stopped her with a few words.

"It's all your fault!" She twisted An Bei's ears angrily.

"Oops—" An Bei cried out in pain, not daring to hide, "Brother and his family are also in difficulties..."

When An Bei said this, Wen Xueyi immediately became even more angry, but she couldn't tell why.

After all, she didn't want to get burned, and it would be even more difficult for An Xinzhi to find them if she lost money in business and needed debts.

"Then what do you say! Now I can't go home! I don't want to stay in that small hotel!" Wen Xueyi asked him coldly.

Anbei owed a whole lot of debt from gambling outside, which was an astronomical sum, even topping An Xinzhi's one-year living expenses for them.

It is true that they cannot go home, but they are not completely without money. If they are short of money, their family can live for more than a month.

Just relying on the habit of the three of them spending money lavishly, they are destined not to last long.

"Mom," An Jia suddenly got up at this moment, "I'm going out for a while."

After she finished speaking, she walked out without waiting for a reply.

Irritable emotions invaded her brain, and some of them were because life was not going well recently, and she couldn't bear this kind of life.

An Jia didn't want to see her parents arguing over money, and she didn't want to stay in this dull atmosphere anymore.

She knew that the family was short of money now, looking at her parents who were planning to sit and eat, An Jia let out a sigh of relief, she walked out of the room and stopped on the street.

An Jia took out her mobile phone from her pocket, found a contact method and called after thinking about it for a while.

"Hello?" Her tone became flattering, "May I ask if what you said to me before still counts?"

Students of the Acting Department of Huida University would always receive invitations from certain scouts to find some good seedlings to become artists in advance, and An Jia was one of them.

Some time ago, when she was shopping with her classmates, an agent came to her and asked her if she wanted to be a star, but An Jia was not short of money at that time, so she didn't have this idea.

An Jia came to the bottom of an office building according to the address given by the agent, and looked up.

At a glance, the height of the head is extraordinarily majestic, and the big screen upstairs is playing a certain advertisement, which looks normal.

Seeing such a scene made Anjia feel a little relieved, at least it didn't look like a lie.

"Is this a change of mind?" The agent was waiting for her at the door.

While speaking, the manager's eyes fell on An Jia, as if he was judging her value.

The last time An Jia refused outright and neatly, the manager still felt a little pity, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to come to the door so soon.

Judging An Jia by ordinary standards, her appearance can already be regarded as beautiful, a little better than the average person, and she is not too bad to be an artist.

"Hmm." An Jia clenched her hand slightly by her side, obviously a little nervous.

The manager didn't say much, and after confirming his identity, he took An Jia upstairs and walked into his office.

He pushed the contract on the table in front of An Jia, "This is the contract, you can sign it if there are no problems."

An Jia was also unambiguous, picked up a few thin sheets of paper and read it twice to make sure it was normal, and then signed.

She signed decisively because she was really short of money.

"Okay, the advance money will be in your account right away, remember to come and report on time tomorrow." The agent accepted the contract.

An Jia breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that there would be money soon, she nodded and left the office.

Sure enough, before she even walked out of the building, a reminder came from her mobile phone.

Twenty thousand dollars.

Not much to say, but enough for An Jia to live in school for a while.

She was in a better mood, and walked briskly back to the small hotel where she lived recently.

Wen Xueyi and An Bei were no longer arguing at the moment, seeing An Jia coming in, An Bei suddenly got up and stood in front of her.

"I need money now, please transfer it to me." His tone was soft, as soon as he asked for money.

An Jia's face turned pale, and she silently clenched the phone tightly with her hand in her pocket, her tone reluctant. "What money, Dad?"

"You just got into the account, I know." An Bei pointed at her.

An Jia bit her lips tightly. She forgot that her card belonged to An Bei, so An Bei could receive any news.

Feelings of remorse suddenly spread all over her body, making An Jia's whole body stiff.

"Hurry up!" Anbei urged impatiently.

Seeing him like this, An Jia subconsciously took a step back, her eyes became terrified.

Anbei is good at everything, but loves to gamble, so when he has money, he can't hold back his hand, turns around and goes to the gambling table and loses cleanly.

An Jia looked at her mother for help, but saw the corner of the other party's purple eyes, and then she knew why the two did not quarrel.

She stood there dumbfounded, and reluctantly transferred the money to Anbei at Anbei's last urging.

"Hey, I'll buy you new clothes when Dad gets back his money." An Bei got what he wanted, and coaxed him twice.

But An Jia knew that he would always say this, but he would never get back his money.

Seeing An Bei walking out without hesitation and disappearing at the door, An Jia turned to Wen Xueyi who was lying on the bed without saying a word.

"Mom..." she called out in a low voice.

Wen Xueyi blinked her eyes, and slowly set her sights on her.

Seeing her mother like this, An Jia didn't know what to say, she slumped on the ground, her mind was so empty that she seemed to have lost herself.

How did their family get to this point?

As long as a gambler does not know how to stop in time, nine times out of ten he will lose completely.

"Open the door!" A rough voice came from outside the door.

An Jia looked at the silent An Bei, and kept her mouth shut as best she could.

Anbei, who had just gone out with the money, came back that night with a huge debt, and the debtor found the hotel.

There was a loud knock on the door, but none of the three people in the room spoke.

The sound of knocking on the door lasted for a long time, containing occasional curses and threats, and it didn't gradually disappear until several hours passed.

When An Jia went to the company the next day, her manager was shocked by the blackness in front of her eyes.

"Brother Li, can you lend me some money?" She asked weakly.

An Jia has nothing to do about her father's incompetence and gambling, but she still has a life.

The manager, that is, Brother Li raised his eyebrows and looked at An Jia who said this, thoughtfully.

"How much?" he asked.

An Jia said the number, and the manager readily agreed after hearing it.

"Okay, then you come with me." He took An Jia to the office.

Looking at the contract in front of her, An Jia was a little puzzled.

"I'll lend it to you after signing this." Brother Li explained.