Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Lu Zongping stared at Fu Jiuqing's back with an unreasonable look on his face.

He took out his cell phone and yelled without any discipline.

"There's no way I can give you ten million. You're from a wealthy family. They're obviously obsessed with money!"

These words can be regarded as irritating Bai Ling, who has been waiting quietly to see what happens.

"You are presumptuous!"

She strode forward and kicked Lu Zongping in the leg.

"Ouch!"

Lu Zongping knelt on the ground in an awkward posture, with painful wails coming from his mouth.

He rolled his eyes and was just about to make a scene and extort some money when he saw a call from his daughter-in-law on his mobile phone.

Knowing that the other party was in the hospital and worried about his son's safety, Lu Zongping lay on the ground and answered the phone.

With a flattering look on his face, he asked diligently: "Hello? Yingying, is Jiayang awake?"

Zhen Yingying didn't know what she said, and Lu Zongping's expression changed drastically.

"Impossible! Why did you issue a critical illness notice!"

He sat down on the ground, his face turning pale and gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps because he was too panicked, Lu Zongping accidentally pressed the hands-free button.

Zhen Yingying's soft voice sounded from the speaker of the mobile phone.

"The doctor said that Jiayang's condition won't make it through tonight."

There was no emotion in her words, and she didn't seem to care about Lu Jiayang's life or death.

Lu Zongping didn't hear it. All he could think about was that his most promising son was going to die.

Thinking of the billions of assets owned by the Zhen family, the luxurious villa that Zhen Yingying and Lu Jiayang lived in, and the equity of the branch company in their name.

There was calculation in Lu Zongping's eyes, and he asked urgently: "Should his brother have a share of the assets under the foreign name?"

Even if his eldest son dies, he still has to divide some property from the Zhen family to his younger son.

"That is the common property of our husband and wife. The Lu family has no right to interfere. By the way, the large flat apartment you are living in in the city belongs to my Zhen family. Lu Jiayang is really dead. Please move out as soon as possible."

Zhen Yingying still spoke softly, but the words she spoke were like a soft knife piercing Lu Zongping's heart.

He looked ferocious and shouted angrily: "What do you mean by this? I am your father-in-law, and you actually want to kick me out?"

Zhen Yingying sneered, her voice remained calm, but the words she spoke made Lu Zongping's expression become panicked.

"You, the Lu family, have done something shameful. You know it in your heart, and I feel disgusted when I mention it!

Before Lu Jiayang dies, the Zhen family will let him cleanse himself and leave the house. I will never bury him as a widow! "

After finishing speaking, a man's voice came from the mobile phone.

"Mrs. Lu, this is the prepared divorce agreement. Can you see if there are any problems?"

Zhen Yingying's gentle voice said: "Please call me Miss Zhen, and I paid you to come here so that this matter can be handled as soon as possible.

I don't care how the process goes, what you have to do is give me a satisfactory answer before Lu Jiayang dies. "

The man who looked like a lawyer said respectfully, "Yes, don't worry, we will handle it as soon as possible."

When Lu Zongping saw that his daughter-in-law was serious, he immediately said angrily: "Zhen Yingying! You can't do this!

Jia Yang is your husband, and you, a woman, have no right to file for divorce! You are unruly! "

"Ah!"

Zhen Yingying, who had always been gentle and polite, couldn't help but sneer.

She seemed to have heard some joke and said in a sarcastic tone: "Women's way? Are you still living in the Qing Dynasty?

Lu Jiayang doesn't abide by his masculine virtues. With this alone, I can let him die without a burial place! "

After saying that, Zhen Yingying hung up the call.

Fu Jiuqing turned around at some point, folded his arms, and leaned lazily against the glass window.

Although I have never met Zhen Yingying in person, I have to say that the other party's temperament of cutting through the mess quickly is very admirable.

Lu Zongping looked at the cell phone where the call was hung up and was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to smash the phone.

He was about to throw it down, but stopped suddenly in the middle.

My son spent tens of thousands to buy the mobile phone for him, so he couldn't just throw it away.

Lu Zongping held his cell phone for the rest of his life and cursed angrily: "Bitch! Smelly bitch!"

The unpleasant words reached Yun Xiaozi's ears in the room.

He couldn't help but regret that he had brought this vulgar person into Qin's house.

Not knowing what he thought of, Lu Zongping suddenly raised his head and stared at Fu Jiuqing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

As if holding the last straw, he asked eagerly: "With ten million, can you really save my son?"

Fu Jiuqing's red lips curved in an evil way: "Twenty million, I can make him wake up."

She was talking about waking up, not saving people.

Lu Zongping didn't notice the difference between the two and glared at Fu Jiuqing with wide eyes.

"We clearly agreed on 10 million before, but you actually raised the price!"

It's not that he doesn't know what Fu Jiuqing said before, he just wants to bargain, and every point he can save is worth it.

Why couldn't Fu Jiuqing see what he was thinking? His delicate face was frosty, and he stared at Lu Zongping with stern eyes.

"That was the price two minutes ago. If you haven't thought about it well, get out! Don't waste my time."

Her eyes were cold, and she just stood there, releasing a dangerous aura that made her scalp numb.

Lu Zongping felt her arrogance and confidence, but felt reassured.

He gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay! Just 20 million, as long as you can make my son wake up."

Twenty million is almost all his property.

But as long as the eldest son wakes up, that bitch of the Zhen family will never think of divorce.

Not only did he ask the Zhen family to give him double the money, he also wanted to take all the Zhen family's property as his own!

Fu Jiuqing saw Lu Zongping's calculating expression in his eyes, with a disdainful sneer on his face.

She said to Bai Ling not far away: "Go to Qin Baichen and ask for a card number."

Since coming to the human world, she has not needed to use money when going out, and she has not applied for a card of her own.

Bai Ling took out a beautifully crafted black card, stepped forward and handed it to Fu Jiuqing with both hands.

She said in a respectful tone: "Master Qin has applied for a black card for you. The dividends of several companies under your name under the Qin Group have been paid into the card this year.

The future profits and dividends from several business lines of the King family will also be put into this card in the future. "

Fu Jiuqing held the black card with the golden dragon logo between his index and middle fingers.

The smile on her face was full of interest: "When did he do it?"

Qin Baichen always seems to be so considerate and does things without saying a word.

Bai Ling said truthfully: "Master Qin gave the order on the second day of your wedding. Because there are a lot of assets recorded in my wife's name, I need to go through some procedures. I just got the card today."

Fu Jiuqing didn't expect Qin Baichen to have made plans for her so early.

She turned the black card in her hand with her slender fingertips, and a dark light flashed through her slightly lowered eyes.

After a few seconds, Fu Jiuqing raised his eyes and smiled at Bai Ling and said, "Go and tell Mr. Lu your card number."

The smile was bright in her eyes, flashing with joy.

What Qin Baichen did was very pleasing to her.

The anger that made her boil over because of Lu Zongping dissipated a lot at this moment.

Bai Ling turned around and came to Lu Zongping, reported his card number, and waited for the other party to remit money.