Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"5! 4! 3!"

Before he could utter the word "2", Ayong fled in a panic with the check in his hand. He limped away so fast that it seemed as if he would lose his head if he stayed there for another second.

When Xiaobao saw that he was finally scared away, a bright smile appeared on his tender face. Then, before Yin Junye could react, he suddenly held his face with both hands and kissed him hard.

Yin Junye: This kid has his face covered in saliva. Does he deserve a spanking?

But what's going on? Why is his heart trembling and he feels a little dizzy?

Under the neon lights, a black Bentley sped along the road.

Ding dong.

The sudden sound of the message woke up the ladies in burgundy and white clothes. They slowly opened their eyes and felt a slight headache.

"Where are we?" the burgundy lady asked the driver in front.

"Madam, we just crossed the Dijiang Bridge."

Hearing this, the woman raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, "I actually slept for three hours."

The lady in white chuckled as she took out her phone, "Maybe you're too tired. It would be nice to take a nap."

She slid open her phone, but when she saw the message about the three million yuan being returned, her pupils suddenly dilated and she said angrily, "What's wrong with that Zhao guy? Why did he return the money?"

Upon hearing her words, the wine-red noblewoman narrowed her cold eyes slightly, "Returned? What does he mean?"

She knew at a glance how greedy the man surnamed Zhao was, and now that he suddenly returned the money, she was afraid that something bad would happen to the child.

Seeing her unhappy expression, the lady in white said hurriedly, "Madam, please don't worry. I'll call and ask right away."

After she finished speaking, she quickly called Ayong, but...

The beeping busy tone instantly made her smell something, and her face turned pale with fear. "He must have changed his mind, Madam, what should we do now?"

Seeing that they were almost at Yin's house, it was definitely unrealistic to go back to the village to ask him for an explanation, but she couldn't swallow this insult after being played like that by him.

The atmosphere was suffocating and frozen. The lady in burgundy didn't say anything, but it was precisely because she was so quiet that the woman in white felt uneasy.

"You can't just take the Yin family's money and return it whenever you want. Regret it? Oh, unless he's tired of living."

A cold light flashed from the woman's eyes, causing the noble lady in white to hold her breath.

He secretly thought that the man surnamed Zhao was really looking for death, daring to make fun of the Yin family. It seemed that he had to hurry up and buy a coffin for himself.

***

The next day.

In the dilapidated house, He Fengcui opened her eyes with a splitting headache. The pain in the soles of her feet, which had been pierced by thorns, was magnified infinitely. She gasped and frowned.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the messy room. She called out hoarsely, "Ayong, you little bastard?"

At this time, Ayong was in the living room filling out a check with a pen, but he hesitated for a long time and still didn't dare to fill in the numbers randomly.

Although the scary man with a gun told him to fill in the numbers himself, he didn't dare to do that. He was unwilling to fill in too little, but he was afraid of losing his life if he filled in too much. What should he do?

When Ayong was struggling, He Fengcui limped out and saw him sitting on a chair, biting a pen and thinking.

She spoke tremblingly, "Ayong, what are you doing? And where is that little bastard? Why isn't he in the house?"

He Fengcui deliberately pretended not to know that Xiaobao might have been rescued by Ruan Zheng and the others, and said harmlessly.

Unexpectedly, when Ayong heard her voice, his face suddenly became gloomy and dark, and he threw the pen in his hand onto the table with a snap.

He walked towards the limping He Fengcui with a ferocious face, his face distorted like a ghost.

He Fengcui was frightened by his appearance and felt panicky. She wondered if he knew about the deal she had made behind his back last night, but...

"You stinky bitch, how dare you play tricks on me?"

As soon as the sinister words fell, He Fengcui's cheeks turned pale, but she still insisted, "Ayong, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Suddenly, Ayong was enraged by her harmless appearance and slapped her hard in the face.

After beating her, he grabbed her hair again and slapped her cheek with his big hands, his eyes gloomy, "Let me ask you, what did you do last night?"

"I, I'm going to keep watch." He Fengcui replied tremblingly.

She thought that she must not let Ayong know that she went to trade jewelry without his knowledge, otherwise...