Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

She opened the door, Yan Rong was coaxing the strings and pillars, when she saw Shang Zhuyi coming back, she quickly got up to meet him, and asked: "Zhuyi, how are you doing?!"

Shang Zhuyi pursed his lips and said cruelly, "Mom, Mu Jue was sentenced to 30 years in prison, and the hole of [-] million yuan will be filled by us..."

Yan Rong froze in place, after she had completely digested Shang Zhuyi's words, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

"mom!"

After Yan Rong woke up, she began to moan and sigh. She was depressed and lacked energy. In the middle of the night, she even started to have a high fever. Shang Zhuyi hurriedly sent her to the hospital for infusion.

Looking at her sickly face, she felt very uncomfortable, held her hand, and said, "It's okay, mom, I'm trying to figure out a way, you must be well, otherwise Mu Jue will come out and see you like this, and he will be with me." angry."

Yan Rong sighed, and said, "How can I think of a way... [-] million is not a small amount of money, how can we get it out given our current situation..."

Shang Zhuyi fell silent, [-] million is indeed an astronomical figure for Shang Zhuyi, even if she works non-stop for several lifetimes, she will not earn [-] million!

But without these [-] million, Ji Mujue couldn't get out...

Yan Rong suddenly said: "Zhu Yi, since you married in, I have been making things difficult for you, now Mom is sorry, please forgive Mom.

Shang Zhuyi smiled lightly and said, "Mom, what are you talking about, we are a family."


Yan Rong was silent for a moment, then said: "Get a divorce, Zhu Yi, you are still young, so I can't implicate you, 30 years, I can't waste your wonderful life."


Shang Zhuyi was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't thought that Yan Rong would say this: "Mom, I'm already thirty, and I don't have the appearance, who else can look at me? Besides, Mu Jue has just been imprisoned, and you are sick again. I'll go Who will take care of you?"


Yan Rong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shang Zhuyi: "You don't need to talk about this matter, since I, Shang Zhuyi, married into Ji's family, I will be Ji Mujue's lifelong wife, I shared his achievements when he was brilliant, and I was ready to bear with him when he was down. I will think of a way to deal with Mu Jue, and you are well."


Yan Rong sighed and didn't say anything after all, but she knew in her heart that she had seen all the hardships Shang Zhuyi had suffered over the years, so what good was there to say?

Shang Zhuyi quietly exited the room, sat in the corridor of the hospital, took out his cell phone, and dialed the cell phone number. After the phone rang for a while, a man's voice sounded: "Hello, Zhuyi."


"Yaou..." After hesitating for a moment, Shang Zhuyi said softly, "Can you help me..."


Shang Zhuyi really didn't want to talk to Li Yaou, after all, he already owed him too much, but now, there is no other way.


Li Yaou was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm sorry, Zhuyi, I already know about you. If I had bought Ji's family earlier, what is happening now would not have happened. I have been revoked as an executive director, and I cannot use it again. The company's money, but I still have about 500 million in hand, you send me the card number, I will call you, and you use it first."


Shang Zhuyi is really poor now, and she doesn't even know how to settle Yan Rong's hospitalization expenses. She moistened her eyes slightly and said, "Yaou, I really had no choice but to find you. I'm sorry, once Once I caused you trouble."


Li Yaou laughed and said, "What did you say? Don't cry. Send me the card number. You can use it first."


"Um……"


Shang Zhuyi hung up the phone and sent the card number to Li Yaou. After a while, the mobile phone sent a reminder that 500 million had already arrived.


She first paid the hospitalization fee for Yan Rong, then went back to the apartment to breastfeed the children, and after leaving 1 yuan, she filled the remaining 400 million yuan into the hole of [-] million yuan.


Shang Zhuyi had just left the gate of the bank when suddenly two men ran up from a distance and dragged her into a black car without saying a word.


"What are you doing!?"


Shang Zhuyi looked at the men sitting on his left and right in panic, one of the men took out a knife and put it on Shang Zhuyi's neck, saying, "Don't bark!"


Shang Zhuyi immediately became quiet, but her trembling body had already revealed how scared she was.


The driver drove the car and stopped in front of a farmhouse in the suburbs. The farmhouse was very large, with an idyllic style and exquisite decoration. There was a fence around the outside, and there was a mastiff tied to the door, which was very vicious.


Shang Zhuyi was dragged out of the car by the man, walked into the farmhouse, and stopped in front of the small pavilion of the farmhouse. Inside the small pavilion sat a tall and thick man in a flowered shirt. When he saw Shang Zhuyi, he said, "Why? What's the matter?! Be gentle with Mrs. Ji!"


The man quickly let go of his hand and said, "Yes."


Shang Zhuyi stood there, trying to calm himself down, and asked coldly: "Who are you?!"


The man smiled and said, "My name is Song Chuang, and I belong to a loan shark company. Your husband Jim Mujue owes me 700 million. He is now in jail, but there must be someone to pay it back, right?"


Shang Zhuyi said: "Impossible, it is impossible for Mu Jue to borrow usury!"


The man said: "Of course it's impossible, but the stock I invested in Ji's Group fell by 700 million. This is my loss. If I don't ask you, who can I look for?"


Shang Zhuyi's heart sank, she couldn't afford to mess with the loan shark company.


She bit her lip and said, "I'm out of money, but I'll figure it out."


Song Chuang laughed, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and said, "How do you think of a solution? 700 million, when do you think you can pay it back?"


Shang Zhuyi stopped talking, and Song Chuang looked at her small face, and suddenly said, "You're pretty pretty, why don't you come to me? Seven million, sleep with a few more men, and you'll be there."


Shang Zhuyi's face turned pale immediately, and he said, "No, I will definitely find a way to pay back the 700 million. Give me some time..."


"It's time to get the hell out of here!" Song Chuang said swearingly: "I've seen a lot of you people, I give you time every day, how many of you can pay back the money!?"


He got up and walked in front of Shang Zhuyi, pinched her chin forcefully, and said bluntly: "Tell me, either come to work with me now, or leave your hand to me."


In an instant, despair and fear filled Shang Zhuyi's whole body. She was too frightened to move, and stammered, "I beg you...I will definitely find a way..."


"It seems that you can't choose by yourself!" Song Chuang let go of his hand, smiled evilly, and said, "Then let me help you choose."


He waved to the man beside him and said, "Take it down, find someone to dress up, and take it to Lily later."


Shang Zhuyi's face was frighteningly pale, she frantically wanted to break free from the man's shackles, but there was a disparity in strength between the two, in the end Shang Zhuyi bit the man hard.