Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

Fang Yuan was stunned by the sudden pie in the sky. She had originally planned to extort some money and run away, and she didn't care about the loan sharks collecting the debt, as the money was not borrowed in her name.

As for the child, she had sent the child to her boyfriend's home before, but the two old guys first denied it, then said they couldn't afford to raise the child, and refused to keep the child no matter what.

Since no one wants him, she can't suffer in vain. It is not a problem to sell the almost one-year-old boy for 40,000 or 50,000 yuan.

She had thought of a way out, but she didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise. Perhaps she could keep the child and maybe get some benefits from it in the future.

Gritting her teeth, Fang Yuan decided to go all the way: "Although the obligation of raising a child only lasts until the age of 18, it doesn't make sense to just ignore the child at 18. Going to college, finding a job, buying a house, getting married, all require a lot of money. It's really difficult for me, a woman, to raise a child without a husband to help. Do you think this is okay? Six million, no matter what difficulties the child and I have in the future, I will never bother you again."

Hao Meili signaled Liang Feng to get her paper, pen and ink, saying that words were not enough, so writing would serve as proof.

Fang Yuan was ecstatic. She didn't expect Hao Meili to agree so readily. If she had known this, she should have asked for more. What a pity.

Human greed is endless. Fang Yuan did not intend to give up. He waited until the day Liang Mancang died and then brought his children back to fight for the inheritance.

It was a nice idea, but unfortunately, just as she put her fingerprints on the document, she was pressed to the ground. She didn't even know how her child was taken away.

Fang Yuan screamed, and a towel was immediately stuffed into her mouth, blocking it so tightly that she couldn't make any sound.

Under Fang Yuan's horrified gaze, Hao Meili slowly stood up and walked in front of her.

Under the astonished gazes of others, a delicate white hand reached into Fang Yuan's collar, took out a small voice recorder from her underwear, and crushed it into a pile of debris with a little force.

Fang Yuan looked ashen, knowing that she had been deceived and was afraid that she was doomed.

The intercom of the person at the door rang, "The two entertainment reporters have been controlled and are now being guarded in the basement."

Hao Meili calmly gave the order: "Search the person, destroy all equipment, you can let the person go, but don't keep any evidence."

"Good boss."

Fang Yuan was even more terrified when she heard that. Why did she feel that Hao Meili was more like a gangster boss? She just pretended to be indifferent and tricked her into saying those words step by step. What exactly did she want to do?

Hao Meili didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to call the police. The chain of evidence was complete, the amount of fraud was huge, and the circumstances were very bad, so a sentence of ten or eight years would not be a problem.

As for the crying child, it would be much better for him to be sent to an orphanage than to be sold by his own mother.

Fang Yuan can no longer be called a mistress. If they were ranked in order, she would probably be outside the top ten.

Liang Mancang has been quite quiet recently. Today's incident is a historical issue. Hao Meili is a sensible person and decided to leave Liang Mancang half alive.

A "cracking" sound was heard. It was Hao Meili stretching her muscles. Liang Mancang felt hopeless and looked at Fang Yuan hatefully. It was all because of this greedy and stupid woman.

Fang Yuan was frightened by Liang Mancang's eyes. She had been living with him day and night for three months. Even when she came to him yesterday with her child, Liang Mancang had never looked at her with such a terrifying look.

Soon Fang Yuan understood why Liang Mancang hated her so much.

When the warm blood splattered on Fang Yuan's fair cheek, her eyes became dull and she felt as if Liang Mancang might die on the spot.

As a professional, Hao Meili was extremely measured in her actions. It was just vomiting of blood, which looked scary, but it wouldn't kill anyone.

He still has to work hard for the company. If he dies, all will be over. Liang Mancang can't let him get away with it.

Liang Feng was stunned. Would his father be beaten to death? Should he try to persuade him?

Liang Feng didn't expect that his words had such weight. Just after he said a few words of advice, his mother stopped.

In the past, his parents' fights were just mutual beatings, but now it was a one-sided crushing. His father had no power to fight back. He held his head, curled up into a ball, and let his mother beat him.

He suddenly felt pity for his father, because he made a mistake and fell into such a humble situation. If he also made a big mistake, how would his mother treat him?

Hao Meili will soon let Liang Feng know that being beaten is only the lightest punishment.

I remember that I had enough time to feel sorry for your scumbag father, but I didn’t have time to reply to your biological mother’s messages, otherwise your mother would not have died.

Now it's your turn to control this body. You two have hit a wall and are in big trouble.