Love your wife like your life: Sheng spoils the young wife of a wealthy family

"Bai Lingfang, have you made up your mind? I'm standing outside the office building of Si's Group right now. Young Master Si will be here in a while. If you think about it, Young Master Si will be here soon! When the time comes, the things you did back then will be here." But just... hehe!" The sloppy middle-aged man threatened Bai Lingfang on the other end of the phone, "If your husband knows that his wife was killed by you back then, what do you think will happen to you?"

Bai Lingfang almost crushed the phone in her hand, she never expected Song Qiang to do this to her.

"Okay, I promise to give you 500 million..."

"500 million?" Song Qiang laughed, "You want to send me for such a small amount?"

"Song Qiang, don't be greedy, the 500 million you agreed before, now you seem to be raising the price temporarily?"

"Didn't you agree to the 500 million I proposed earlier?"

"How much do you want?"

"1000 million!"

"Song Qiang, don't be too greedy, 1000 million, do you think my family runs a bank?"

"Young Master Si is here, then I'll talk to Young Master Si..."

"I promise you!" Bai Lingfang said angrily, "Let's make an appointment for a face-to-face meeting."

After the call was over, Song Qiang was about to leave when he saw Si Yuhan coming into the hall, he quickly covered his face and sneaked out from the side.

The assistant hastily greeted him, "Master Si!"

"Where are people?" Si Yuhan asked.

"Here..." When the assistant looked at the rest area, he found that the person had disappeared, "It's strange, why did the person disappear, he was still here just now."

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The remote old park on the outskirts of Yuncheng has been abandoned for many years, and few people come to it on weekdays.

Weeds regenerate everywhere.

Bai Lingfang looked around wearing sunglasses, thinking that Song Qiang hadn't come yet.

"Miss Bai, I'm here!" Song Qiang, wearing a blackened white T-shirt with oily hair on his head, trotted over with a flattering expression, "I should be called Madam Qin now!"

When Bai Lingfang walked this way, Song Qiang had already carefully looked up and down the richly dressed Bai Lingfang.

He didn't know anything else, but he had seen the bag in Bai Lingfang's hand before, and it cost hundreds of thousands.

Bai Lingfang took a step aside in disgust, took out a check from her bag, "I agree to your terms."

"Thank you, Mrs. Qin..." Song Qiang was about to pick it up, but Bai Lingfang ran away with the check.

"Is that baby girl really alive?" Bai Lingfang asked, "Don't play tricks on me!"

Song Qiang immediately straightened his back and patted his chest and said, "Can I lie to you? Back then you deliberately lost that child and asked me to find a place to bury it for you. I dug the hole, but the child burst into tears Wake up, I saw that she was only a few days old at the time, and I couldn't bear to take her home and raise her as my daughter. In order to raise this child, I have often wronged my own child, giving this child everything that is good... ..."

"I want to meet that child now!" Bai Lingfang was not in the mood to listen to what he said.

Song Qiang bent his back in a flattering manner, and gestured for the check in Bai Lingfang's hand with both hands.

Bai Lingfang let go of her hands in disgust, and even handed him the check, feeling that she had lost her identity.

Song Qiang quickly grabbed the check twice before grabbing the check that floated down. He took a closer look at the amount on the check and was sure it was 1000 million. You go to my house."

Bai Lingfang stood still.

"Ma'am, why don't you go?"

"I won't go to your house, call that child over, and see you here."