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Chapter 1569 Incompetent Qianqianqiu

This is for the judge to decide, and it doesn’t matter what you say. Let me put it bluntly. If you continue to fight, you will only be struggling to your death. If you lose your job and have no source of livelihood, then the child will definitely be awarded to the woman.

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"That bitch cheated on her, and the child can still be given to her. I really don't believe it."

"Do you have any evidence that your wife is cheating on you?"

Wan Qianqiu frowned. He had no evidence, "On the 8th, Sikong Cheng and my wife were at the Chaolong Hotel for an opening ceremony, and I caught and raped them."

"You can't tell what happened in the same room. You caught the rape. Do you have any videos or photos?" Lawyer Chen asked.

None of these things exist.

"I hope you will call me after you have figured it out and divorce this marriage as soon as possible."

"Get out of here!" Wan Qianqiu angrily drove Lawyer Chen out.

It seems that now we must collect evidence of Zhuo Lanqing's cheating.

The next day, Wan Qianqiu came to the work unit. She originally wanted to ask for a few more days off, but she never thought...

Inside the factory director's office.

"Wan Qianqiu, don't ask for leave, just resign." The factory director said with a straight face.

"Director, I really have something going on at home. Please let me take a few more days off, please." Wan Qianqiu cannot live without this job, otherwise he will be unemployed and his daughter will not be awarded to him.

"There's no need to ask for leave. Our factory's performance is not good today, and I'm about to lay off employees."

"Director, my salary can be reduced, but don't fire me."

"Hey, I have no choice. Wan Qianqiu, go and resign. I will give you two more wages."

Wan Qianqiu noticed something strange about the factory director and asked, "Did Sikong Cheng ask you to fire me?"

The director of the factory was a bald man in his 50s. Sweat was dripping from his shiny head. He touched his head, hesitated and said, "I can't help it. Who gave Sikong City strength? This small factory of mine is an arm."

You can't stand it, so just leave."

Having said that, Wan Qianqiu had no choice but to resign voluntarily, so that he could get two more months' salary.

After walking out of the factory, he was in a daze and walked unsteadily on the road. He felt sad and angry. He recalled that marrying Zhuo Lanqing was the turning point of failure in his life.

If I had stayed in the Netherlands at that time, even if I didn't start a business with Xiong Cheng, I could still have gone to a very high-end multinational company and earning one million a year would definitely not be a problem.

For a woman like Zhuo Lanqing, my whole life was ruined.

Thinking of this, he firmly believed. He must take pictures of evidence of Zhuo Lanqing's cheating, so that he could get custody of the child. Now the child is all Wan Qianqiu's.

Since Zhuo Lanqing can't be found now, he can only follow Sikong Cheng. Sikong Cheng will definitely meet Zhuo Lanqing.

With two months' salary, Wan Qianqiu went to the mall and bought a DV player, black clothes and a peaked cap. Then she went to a car rental company to rent a Geely for tracking.

At that time, mobile phones could not record long videos, so only DV players could be used.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Wan Qianqiu arrived in a forest opposite the furniture factory. He lay down on the grass, hidden among the branches of the trees, and stared at the exit of the furniture factory.

He has already explored the environment of the factory, and there is only one exit.

Time passed slowly, the sun set, the door of the furniture factory opened, and employees came out one after another.

Wan Qianqiu remembers that Sikong Cheng drove a Daben.

After all the employees had left, no Mercedes-Benz came out.

Wan Qianqiu began to worry: Is this bastard not in the factory?

hold on!

Wan Qianqiu continued to lie down and wait.

Until around 7 o'clock in the evening, Wan Qianqiu felt that Sikong Cheng might not be in the factory anymore, so she wanted to get up and leave.

But at this moment, the door of the furniture factory opened again, and the big black car came out.

Wan Qianqiu was extremely excited. After the Mercedes-Benz came out and headed towards Zhengdong Road, he immediately got into the Geely car and followed behind.

The Mercedes-Benz drove in front, followed by Wan Qianqiu.

After following for more than ten kilometers, we arrived at the urban-rural fringe, and then the bus stopped at the door of a self-built house.

This house is the property of Sikong City.

Wan Qianqiu parked the car in the corner and looked at the self-built house.

There are no walls around the self-built house, and the door on the first floor is open...

Wan Qianqiu's heartbeat accelerated, she held the DV player tightly, and then turned on the camera function.

He wanted to take a video of Zhuo Lanqing's affair and use it as a weapon to fight for custody of his daughter during the divorce.

I quietly entered the door and saw the escalator, which should be upstairs.

Wan Qianqiu gently touched the second floor. As soon as he reached the second floor, before he had time to explore, a figure appeared at the corner of the second floor. Then his head hurt and he fainted.

Wan Qianqiu is still young at work.

When the car was following Sikong Cheng, he was discovered by Sikong Cheng. Sikong Cheng immediately guessed that the loser Wan Qianqiu must be following him.

So he followed his plan, opened the door, and waited for Wan Qianqiu at the corner of the second floor.

After Wan Qianqiu went upstairs, she knocked him unconscious.

An hour passed and Wan Qianqiu slowly woke up. When he woke up, he found himself in a strange room. His body was tied to a wooden stool. The wooden stool was fixed to the floor. He could not move or open his mouth.

There is tape on it, so I can't scream even if I want to.

At this time, the door opened, and Sikong Cheng walked out wearing a nightgown, "Wake up... OK, OK!"

Unable to speak, Wan Qianqiu could only show his fierce eyes to protest or resist, but it was all in vain.

Sikong Cheng stood in front of Wan Qianqiu and sneered: "I've said it before, you are a waste, you can't even follow. How do people like you survive in this society? It's a miracle that you can survive to this day."

Yes, I know why you are following me. It’s just to find your wife, right? Haha, let me tell you, your wife is right here. You still have a DV player in your hand. What do you want to take? Do you think you can take it?

To what?"

Wan Qianqiu tried hard to break free of the rope but to no avail.

"You broke into a private house, do you understand?" Sikong Cheng sneered, "Since you want to take pictures, I'll let you. Qingqing, come in..."

Zhuo Lanqing walked in timidly. She was wearing a set of extremely revealing emotional pajamas, which was almost as if she was not wearing any at all.

"Old City. Isn't this...isn't it good?" Zhuo Lanqing showed a shy expression.

"What's wrong? Your husband just wants to shoot this thing. Let's show it to him. I think it's quite exciting to shoot this thing, hey hey..." Sikong Cheng turned on the DV player and held it in his hand.
Chapter completed!
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