What the hell? Blaming ?
Mo Han was so amused that he burst out laughing, and the thought of covering for his mother-in-law instantly evaporated into thin air.
"What are you laughing at?" Yang ifeng was exceptionally sensitive at that mont, and a sudden realization made her glower furiously, "Mo Han, I’m warning you, if you dare to tell Ning’er or Shan Chuan about this, I’ll make Ning’er divorce you imdiately!"
Mo Han was at a loss. What else could his mother-in-law do besides this tactic?
At that mont, a group of won in their forties to fifties, dressed in fashionable attire, ca over. They scrutinized Mo Han from head to toe and sneered, "Oh, i Feng, who is this? Don’t tell he’s your good-for-nothing son-in-law?"
"i Feng, no offense, but since he’s your son-in-law, you could have bought him so decent clothes instead of saving a mahjong session’s money."
"Forget it, later you can have him try on so clothes from my place. They’re not branded, but surely they’re better than this nine-yuan-nine free-shipping outfit."
These won were all Yang ifeng’s mahjong partners, and they loved to gossip and chew the cud, coupled with Yang ifeng’s terrible temper in mahjong, losing money would set her off into various fits of rage, and they did not like her. Seizing the opportunity this ti, they naturally mocked her without any scruples.
Yang ifeng felt her face burn with embarrassnt as she listened, but since her partners were speaking the truth, she found herself unable to retort.
Moreover, she was not in the mood to argue with these partners. They had only invested tens of thousands, but she had put in a whopping one and a half million yuan. How on earth was she going to fill this massive hole?
Damn it, if only Zhang Hao’s family hadn’t gone bankrupt, she might have been able to ask him for help.
Wait a minute!
A flash of brilliance crossed Yang ifeng’s eyes.
That’s right!
Zhang Hao was bankrupt, but Cheng Wanfeng, whom she had seen at the Luo Family banquet that night, was not.
According to Luo Yuantu, this Cheng Wanfeng was a mber of the Cheng Family of Jiangnan, with assets of tens of billions.
The most crucial point was that he showed an interest in Ning’er that night; otherwise, he wouldn’t have exchanged contact information with her.
Thinking of this, she imdiately found Cheng Wanfeng’s number and called him.
At that mont, Cheng Wanfeng had just left Jiangling University, looking sowhat displeased.
The student nad Su Xiaolei had been sent to so crummy research conference in another city by the university.
Today he wouldn’t be able to find Su Xiaolei, so it seed he would have to start with the strange man who prevented Cheng Wei multiple tis.
He took out his phone and made a call, "Hello, is this Manager Liu from Wuyue Plaza? This is Cheng Wanfeng from the Jiangnan Cheng Family!"
"My brother Cheng Wei had a problem at your place recently. Check the surveillance imdiately and send the photos of the man who had a conflict with my brother that day!"
Just after hanging up the phone, it rang again, displaying an unfamiliar number.
He hesitated but still answered it.
"Who is this?"
"Is that Mr. Cheng? It’s Yang ifeng, Luo Ning’s mother; we’ve t before."
"Oh, Auntie Yang." The thought of Luo Ning made Cheng Wanfeng feel heat in his lower belly, "Why the sudden call?"
Yang ifeng said, "Ah, Auntie Yang is really at her wit’s end and has to call you. Are you free to co over to AoXiang Investnt Company next to Jiangling University now? It’s the five-story white building."
Since the surveillance investigation would take ti, Cheng Wanfeng decided, "Alright, I’m nearby right now, I’ll be there shortly."
...
Seeing his mother-in-law putting on an obsequious front, Mo Han felt sowhat displeased.
His mother-in-law had never spoken to him like that.
"Who told you to stop? Keep calling!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang ifeng’s face darkened instantly, "Ning’er marrying a loser like you truly is her bad luck that extends to eight generations!"
Mo Han shook his head, too lazy to quarrel with his mother-in-law, and symbolically called out a few more tis.
"Oh, i Feng, who were you just talking to on the phone? From what you just said, it sounded like you have quite the influence? Can you get our money back?" a woman with large wavy hair asked with a smile.
"Of course!" Yang ifeng replied proudly, "I just got off the phone with Cheng Wanfeng of the Jiangnan Cheng Family!"
"You know the Cheng Family of Jiangnan, right? They have assets of tens of billions, with countless connections!"
The wavy-haired woman looked shocked, "What? The Jiangnan Cheng Family? How do you know them? You’re not just bluffing us, are you?"
"Tch!" Yang ifeng snorted through her nose, "Why would I bluff you? At the last Luo Family dinner, Mr. Cheng personally greeted ."
She glanced at Mo Han without the slightest intention of discretion and bluffed boldly, "To tell you the truth, Mr. Cheng is quite fond of our Ning’er. He’s hinted to many tis that as soon as Ning’er gets a divorce, he’s ready to register for marriage with her."
"What a pity, so people can’t stand to see Ning’er doing well, clinging to her like a nuisance plaster, totally annoying!"
As soon as her words fell, the scorn on her mahjong partners’ faces disappeared, and they eagerly crowded around her.
"i Feng, look, we’ve been old friends for a long ti. When Mr. Cheng arrives, could you introduce us too?"
"Yeah, i Feng, we’re such good sisters. If you manage to get the money back, help us out too, and I’ll spare you a win next ti."
"i Feng, if Mr. Cheng and Ning’er really hit it off, you’ll have to send an invitation when the ti cos."
Yang ifeng’s face burst into a smile as she listened; she was more and more convinced that this thing might actually be feasible. If Ning’er really married Mr. Cheng and beca a wealthy wife, wouldn’t she also beco the mother-in-law of a rich family?
Thinking this, she looked at Mo Han with increasing annoyance; damn guy, if it weren’t for you holding Ning’er back, I would have already beco the mother-in-law of a rich family by now!
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