890: C890 Vile Woman

C890 Vile Woman

"Beautiful, I swear to God, I will never do that! I had long since broken off from her. Other than the few times I've tried to find her for the sake of the house these past few days, I've never even seen her again. Go beg your father, let him help me. Lend me two hundred million to get me through this crisis. In the future, all I have to do is take a few more scenes and advertise a few more times. "You are my wife. If you don't help me, who else can?" Wang Biaojun said with a bitter face.

"Humph!" It's not impossible to get my dad to help you. I already told you, you should take back that house from that woman, then I told my dad to give you a hundred million for free. Mei Mei said with her charming voice.

"But, I really don't want to come back." Wang Biaojun said dejectedly.

"Think of a way. There will always be a way." Mei Mei said.

"However, time waits for no one. My creditor is already forcing me to repay the debt. If I don't repay in time, my reputation will be exposed. By then, my reputation will be gone." Wang Biaojun said.

"It's not that serious! So what if your debt is exposed? A failed investment is nothing disgraceful, right? " Mei Mei said while blinking her eyes.

Wang Biaojun opened and closed his mouth, but no tears came out.

The problem of his debt was still very complicated and not that simple.

"I can't, beauty. You know, those tabloids are watching me. If I get any bad news, it will spread like wildfire. At that time, I will be disgraced by those people who tried so hard to get me, and I will never be able to recover. " Wang Biaojun said.

"Isn't that just right? Don't you actors need to make a fuss? If the news about you is overwhelming, you should be happy, not big scandal, what are you afraid of? Unless you have been hiding this from me from the beginning. What other secrets can't you tell me about this financial crisis of yours? " Mei blinked her eyes and looked at Wang Biaojun with a smile that was not a smile.

"No, absolutely not." Wang Biaojun quickly said.

"Hehe!" I really don't know why my darling, why are you so nervous? I still have to say, if you take back that house, I'll help you. Mei Mei yawned and said.

Wang Biaojun felt a little hopeless.

At such a time, his wife was still waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

However, he really couldn't wait any longer.

"Fine, Meimei, since you said it like that, I'll go down now. I need to find Chen Aimei again. No matter what means I need to get that house back." Wang Biaojun gritted his teeth and said.

He even had a crazy idea running through his head right now.

"That's more like it! "Darling, I can help you with this, if you like." Mei Mei beamed as she spoke.

"Meimei, how are you going to help me?" Wang Biaojun's eyes lit up.

"Hehe!" I can let her die without knowing it, and then her estate will go back to yours. " A vicious look flashed across the beautiful and seductive face.

The woman's name was Feng Yumei. She was the daughter of Feng Family, a famous tycoon in Beijing. More than ten years ago, she was infatuated with Wang Biaojun and chased him crazily.

She thought she would have this man forever, but later on she realized that Wang Biaojun didn't seem to have completely forgotten Chen Aimei.

Yes, she hated the woman called Chen Aimei.

Because she even heard Wang Biaojun call Chen Aimei by her name in his dreams.

Apparently, her husband still couldn't forget about that woman. This was something Feng Yumei could not tolerate. At the same time, it also made her very uneasy. She was worried that her husband and his ex-wife would have a comeback.

The financial crisis that Wang Biaojun had encountered was something that Feng Yumei planned herself.

His goal was to make Wang Biaojun completely give up on Chen Aimei, and then Feng Yumei would use this opportunity to get rid of Chen Aimei. Perhaps that was the only way to prevent that woman from snatching his husband!

"Ah?!" Meimei, you, you want to kill her? " Wang Biaojun was shocked.

"I'm not trying to kill her, but you. I'm helping you, darling. You should thank me!" Feng Yumei chuckled.

"Well, if Beauty can help me with this, I'll thank you very much!" Wang Biaojun said.

Zheng Hao was very surprised when he heard the couple's conversation.1

He didn't expect that they were actually plotting to murder Chen Aimei.

Moreover, Zheng Hao had just started the Fate Roulette, so he could hear Feng Yumei's thoughts. He finally understood that Feng Yumei had designed Wang Biaojun to face a financial crisis and owe him a huge amount of debt. Feng Yumei wanted to force Wang Biaojun onto a dead end and leave him with no other choice. She could only obediently cooperate with her to kill Chen Aimei in order to eliminate any future troubles …

This woman had a heart of a snake.

Zheng Hao did not want to hear any more about it.

He decided to move out right away and take care of this adulterous couple.

He looked around the house and soon saw a statue of the God of Fortune, Zhao Gongming, sitting next to the TV cabinet.

Zheng Hao thought to himself, "That's him."

Zheng Hao grabbed the statue of the God of Fortune. To his surprise, he found out that it was not made of porcelain, but copper and iron. Although it was hollow, it should still weigh around three to four pounds. It was still quite heavy when held in hand.

Zheng Hao thought to himself, "This is good, we can do it without any qualms. We don't even need to think about breaking it."

With this thought in mind, Zheng Hao smashed the statue of Zhao Gongming against Wang Biaojun's head.

"Bam!"

"Yo!"

This strike wasn't particularly heavy. If Zheng Hao were to smash Wang Biaojun's head with his full strength, he would probably be able to turn Wang Biaojun's head into a rotten watermelon.

However, even though he only used a tiny bit of strength, Wang Biaojun was still bleeding profusely.

Zheng Hao smacked Wang Biaojun's head and then gently threw the statue of Zhao Gongming on the tea table.

The statue of the God of Fortune clanged once before standing firmly on the tea table.

"Jun, you, what happened to you?" Feng Yumei was shocked when she saw a wound on Wang Biaojun's head that was bleeding profusely for no reason.

"I-I don't know either. I feel like … like I was hit by a heavy object." Wang Biaojun said.

At this moment, they heard the sound of the God of Fortune being put on the tea table by Zheng Hao.

Wang Biaojun covered his wound and looked at the God of Fortune statue that suddenly appeared on the tea table.

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