At this moment, Zhang Yujie's expression was dejected, her face pale like someone sick. Seeing her like this, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel helpless.
It's not that he didn't want to help Zhang Yujie, but he had already done his utmost.
Unfortunately, Zhu Wushou's background was truly extraordinary, being one of the tycoons in Moon City, incomparable to someone like the fat winner, with real wealth and connections.
Such a person even gave Fang Yi headaches because the other party had enough clout to go against him.
Fang Yi gave Zhang Yujie his phone number and asked her to remember it. He still squatted on the ground, turned around, and saw the old Fu lying limp like mud.
Even though his limbs were broken, this old character surprisingly hadn't fainted, which meant that he might have heard the conversation between him and Zhang Yujie just now.
But hearing it didn't matter. As Zhang Yujie and her husband and children were about to leave, Fang Yi could still lend a helping hand.
