756: Mr. Yi, This is From the Courthouse

Mr. Yi, This is From the Courthouse

Nian Junting was trying to tell him that Jiang Qifei cheated on her husband because she was attracted by Nian Qingyun's good lookS and great body shape. What about Liao Qiulong himself? He was old, and wasn't good in bed. So, someone like Jiang Qifei would cheat on him sooner or later. 0

Last night, he was thinking that as long as Jiang Qifei gave that thing to him, he would tolerate her and try to live a good life with her. Little did he think, she turned out to be a slutty bitch. 

And he was so fooled by her. 

Many men were like him. They allowed themselves to cheat on their wives, but demanded their wives to be one hundred percent loyal. 

"I think she hates me so much because my father isn't willing to marry her even after he got divorced," Nian Junting clicked his tongue, shook his head and said, "Years ago, she and my mother were good friends. But still, she did something like that. Earlier, she went to my father's office to inquire after his health. For their old story's sake, that stupid father of mine wasn't on alert against her, but let her take that thing away." 

Every word Nian Junting said was like a knife sticking right into Liao Qiulong's heart, making him want to die. 

He just realized that he divorced his wife for a woman like that. Because of what he did, his children and grandchildren even stopped visiting him. 

Was he blind? Or was she really that good at faking?

"Mr. Liao, I didn't say these things to sow discord between you and your wife. After all, those things happened eight or nine years ago. If you'd like to know the details, I'm sure you can find some. But think about it: if she didn't do those awful things, why was her daughter estranged from her? Perhaps she has changed after all the lessons she learned." 

After saying that, Nian Junting sighed again, stood up, and continued, "Mr. Liao, I'm not going to show you out. I still got a lot of work to do." 

"Sure, sure," Liao Qiulong felt as if a fire was burning inside his head. Within that fire, was Jiang Qifei's face. 

Because of her, he had fallen into such a miserable state. 

And he, he was so, so stupid. After becoming his girlfriend, that woman continued to visit Nian Qingyun and flirt with him. 

He had never met Nian Qingyun. However, judging from Nian Junting's good looks, he could tell that Nian Qingyun was not ugly. 

The more he thought about that, the angrier he became. He wanted to tear Jiang Qifei to pieces. 

After he left, Lu Kang couldn't help but give Nian Junting a glance, thinking that his boss was so venomous. With only a short speech, he had made sure that Jiang Qifei would suffer for the rest of her life. 

"Mr. Nian, just now, the look in Liao Qiulong's eyes was rather scary," said Lu Kang. 

"Did I say anything wrong?" Nian Junting raised his head slightly, and pulled an innocent-looking face. 

"You didn't say anything wrong. You were only telling the truth." Lu Kang gave him a thumbs up. "I finally understand why you waited until those two got married." 

In order to marry Jiang Qifei, he had divorced his ex-wife, and pushed away his sons. For that very reason, he would hate her even more after finding out the truth. 

He would probably torture Jiang Qifei hard until she wanted to give up on her life, before he agreed to get a divorce with her. 

"Alright, call An Lan and her team now," Nian Junting turned the SD card in his hand, and said, "It's time to review the case." 

…

In June, the hottest time of the year in An City began. 

In an office in the Yi Group building, Zeng Zhun pushed open the door and walked in, and immediately heard Yi Jingxi yelling into his phone. "How did he slander Yi Group on Weibo earlier? There is no chance for private settlement! We'll go through the legal proceedings! If he wants to cancel the contract, he's gonna pay the penalty, every penny of it!" 

Finished talking, he ended the call. His face radiated ice. 

"Mr. Yi, this is from the courthouse," said Zeng Zhun, and handed him the file. 

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