Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Embarrassment, fear, terror, panic, all kinds of emotions intertwined, Ayong's face suddenly became as pale as a deflated ball.

Really, he had never been so embarrassed in his life. You know, he was a well-known figure in this area, but now he was scared to the point of peeing his pants by the terrifying man in front of him.

He will probably never forget this great humiliation in his life.

After organizing his words, he spoke tremblingly, "I don't know who those two ladies are, but they are dressed so elegantly that it's obvious they are not ordinary people.

As for the deal, they wanted to hire Xiaobao for a few days, saying they would help them clear some obstacles, and they would pay him three million a day."

"But actually their original intention was not to hire Xiaobao, but to buy him away, but I disagreed.

Finally, we reached this compromise. The three million you see now is the money they paid today.

Originally they were going to take Xiaobao away after paying the money, but Xiaobao had a fever, so they said they would come to pick him up after he recovered.

I really don’t know the rest. They didn’t explain in detail and were very wary of people and things, as if they were afraid that people would discover something.

Seriously, sir, everything I said is true, not a single word is false. Please, please let me go."

The more Ayong looked at the gun, the more nervous he became. They say that swords and guns have no eyes. If he accidentally pulled the trigger...

Ayong didn't dare to think further. His body was shaking like a sieve and he kept begging for mercy in front of Yin Junye.

It was obvious that he was really scared to the core.

Yin Junye stared at him silently, his brows furrowed as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Ayong didn't dare to breathe, for fear of angering him and having him shot.

"Describe their appearance and demeanor again, as well as the names they used in conversation."

No matter whether male or female, the people of the Yin family are easy to deal with, so Yin Junye must find out who is targeting Xiaobao.

As for the purpose, needless to say, it is probably because of Xiaobao's supernatural powers.

Ayong thought for a moment, then spoke, "One of them was wearing burgundy clothes, and the other was wearing white. They both looked very noble, graceful and wealthy, and their heights and builds were similar, with no difference.

However, the status of the burgundy lady should be higher, because the white-dressed lady always looks at her expression cautiously.

When she talks to me, she always relies on her eyes and doesn't dare to make decisions immediately. Oh, and I also heard the lady in white calling her Third Madam.

"Third Madam? Are you sure?" When Yin Junye heard this name, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Third Madam? Who else in the Yin family is called this besides Yin Lao San’s wife?

"Sure, absolutely sure." Ayong replied affirmatively.

"I've confessed everything I should have, sir. Please forgive me. I won't dare abuse Xiaobao again. It's all the fault of that bitch He Fengcui. If she hadn't been encouraging me to abuse Xiaobao, I wouldn't have..."

Wow.

Before Ayong could finish his words, something suddenly flew in front of him and he instinctively reached out to catch it.

After seeing that it was a check, his eyes widened and he was about to speak.

Yin Junye's terrifying voice rang out, "I bought this kid, fill in the numbers yourself."

The deep tone was full of arrogance, but Ayong didn't care about the pain on his body and buttocks. He jumped anxiously and said, "No, Xiaobao is my son. I won't sell him."

What a joke! His dream of making hundreds of billions of dollars depends on this little bastard to come true. How could he be willing to sell him?

Besides, don’t think that he doesn’t know the tricks of these rich people. What they say about filling in the numbers yourself is actually a trap, a huge trap.

Because he can guarantee that having the chance to fill in the largest number does not mean he has the chance to spend it.

"Not selling? Okay, that saves us a lot of trouble." After saying that, Yin Junye pointed the gun at Ayong's forehead again.

The sinister and sharp cold light was like a demon, causing Ayong's body, which had just stood up with great difficulty, to tremble again. "First, sir, let's talk it over."

"I'll give you five seconds to think about it. Take the check and get out, or you can live."