Oh my god! My secret husband is a billionaire

Three days later, Feng Yixin's body was cremated and buried. Qin Ming, wounded, went to the cemetery and saw Feng Zian, who was grief-stricken and depressed.

He placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone as a tribute.

Feng Zian asked. "What are you doing here?"

Qin Ming replied calmly. "I'm here to pay my respects to your son and ask if you're doing well."

"Go away. My son doesn't need your condolences."

In the past, meeting this influential figure would have certainly been a welcome gesture. But now, Feng Zian hated him for indirectly causing the death of his son, regardless of whether he was the richest man in the country or a business tycoon.

Qin Ming bowed three times reverently to the portrait in front of the mourning hall.

Then he looked at Feng Zian.

"There are some things I want to talk about with Mr. Feng."

"I don't have anything to say to Mr. Qin, please go back!"

Qin Ming ignored him and continued talking to himself in a slow and steady voice.

"My father-in-law was Jiang Hengyan. My eldest brother-in-law was Jiang Cheng. He was 15 years old and tragically drowned while bravely doing something righteous because of his noble character. My mother-in-law and my wife lived a miserable life for over a decade. So, hearing about Mr. Feng's grief over the loss of his son, I can't help but feel deeply for him. Were my father-in-law and mother-in-law as heartbroken as Mr. Feng when they lost their son?"

"My father-in-law, unable to get over his grief, drank himself to the point of developing stomach cancer at the age of 43. My mother-in-law, overwhelmed by grief, contemplated suicide several times and even suffered a heart attack. Mr. Feng is a strong man; surely he wouldn't be so fragile?"

"Mr. Feng, the dead cannot be brought back to life. My father-in-law has passed away. Please accept my condolences."

"You lunatic. It's you, it's you who killed my son! It's you who killed my son, right?" Feng Zian's psychological endurance collapsed, and he roared towards the front in a hoarse voice.

Qin Ming turned around and gave him a last look of pity.

"You're wrong. It wasn't me. Your son stepped on air and fell to his death. No one forced him, and no one pushed him."

"The one who truly killed him was you. You sowed the seeds of evil, and the consequences are now upon your son. Mr. Feng will only understand the pain of losing a son after experiencing it firsthand."

Later, I heard from the cemetery staff that Feng Zian had gone mad. He would yell and scream like a madman every day in the cemetery, questioning everyone he caught.

"Retribution, retribution. Do you know what retribution is?"

March 19th was the day Russell was discharged from the hospital. Qin Ming said he wanted to hold a homecoming dinner for his mother-in-law.

Jiang Li didn't expect that the homecoming banquet would be held in Yangcheng, the villa where she lived in her childhood.

"Qin Ming, when did you buy this house?"

Qin Ming smiled and handed the property certificate to her. "The day after you got drunk."

"You've even drunk yourself to the point of hurting yourself for this house. How can I just stand by and watch?"

"How much did you pay for it?"

Qin Ming gestured with his fingers. "Eight million."

Jiang Li was furious. "That bastard is raising the price again? Are you stupid? He's obviously trying to rip you off, and you're still buying it?"

Qin Ming touched her pregnant belly and signaled her not to be angry.

"Don't be angry, honey. I'll help you get your house back no matter how much money you ask for. But I'll make that bastard spit out double what he eats."

"How did you make him vomit?"

Qin Ming explained briefly. "Big fish eat small fish, you know. In just two weeks, I forced his company into bankruptcy. Who was he so blind as to try to take my wife's house?"

Qin Ming was only vulnerable in front of Jiang Li. In the business world, he was an unrivaled war wolf.

To deal with an ant, just crush it with money and monopolize its sales channels. There is no need for any other means.

"Ali, let's hold our wedding here, okay? I'll protect you for the rest of my life."

"Okay!" Jiang Li held Qin Ming's hand and interlocked their fingers.

The spring sunshine shines on the faces of lovers, and everything is so beautiful.

On the way back to South City, Jiang Li suddenly stopped when passing a remote bend in the road.

"Brother Wang, be careful. There's an old woman here who specializes in scams. Be careful if she pokes her head out. There's no surveillance here, and you won't be able to explain yourself even if you're right."

Jiang Li was defrauded of 30 yuan here half a year ago, and the traffic police even ruled that she was fully responsible.

Sure enough, there was an old woman not far away, hunched over, strolling.

Qin Ming asked. "Have you ever been blackmailed?"

"Yeah! I was scammed out of 30 yuan and owed a lot of online debt. Even my phone was taken away by her bandit son. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so destitute that I almost starved to death during that time. I couldn't contact Yueyue and my senior brother, so I had no other choice but to ask you for help."

Thinking of how miserable she looked when he first met her, Qin Ming couldn't help but feel distressed.

"I really want to slap myself in the face now. I actually mistook you for a scam beggar."

Jiang Li felt relieved. "It's thanks to all these hardships, otherwise we wouldn't have met. Perhaps this is fate."

Qin Ming held her hand tightly in his palm, giving her the strength to protect her.

"Wang Xing, find some people to guard here and collect evidence. Also, find someone with good driving skills to give that old woman a big gift."

Jiang Li stroked his belly and reminded him, "Don't hurt her life. As long as she can't come out and cause trouble again, that's enough."

Qin Ming nodded. "I know, it's to accumulate blessings for the baby."

Then he instructed Wang Xing.

"That old woman's son is definitely not a good guy. Find some people and open a fishing ground nearby and send that bastard there."

As the saying goes, if you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same house. This couple has the same nature of seeking revenge and being petty.

"Ali, has anyone bullied you? I'll help you collect the debt!"

Jiang Li smiled. "I've collected all my debts, even my uncle. This is the last one left. Do you still owe me?"

Qin Ming squeezed her soft palm. "Then I'll serve you well tonight and repay you with my body, okay?"

Jiang Li immediately pulled his hand away from his palm. "Get out of the way. Be careful or grandpa will break your legs."

"Honey, the three-month deadline has passed. I calculated the days, and today is 91 days. Now it's time to discuss how to get along as a couple."

Wang Xing silently blocked out the audio and video. It would be best if he listened to less of these lewd and lurid words that were not suitable for children.