Li Siwen kicked open the door. He was too lazy to wait for Zhou Wenjing to make a choice. It was enough for a woman to resist the temptation of money when her child was seriously ill. If it was his time, let alone giving money, even if she didn't
When he was given money, a bunch of women jumped on Jiang.
The door was broken, and the atmosphere in the room became tense instantly. Zhou Wenjing huddled by the window, nervously holding a pair of rusty scissors in her hand.
Jiang Zhentao was one step away from her, but at this time both of their eyes were focused on Li Siwen.
In such a scene, the "adulterer" should have fled, but when Jiang Zhentao saw Li Siwen, he smiled disdainfully and said without any panic: "Since you, the impotent man, are back, let's talk!"
Contempt, naked contempt, Jiang Zhentao obviously didn't take Li Siwen seriously, even if the other person was Zhou Wenjing's husband.
This arrogant attitude hurts my heart more than any words.
"Haha!" Li Siwen smiled, and smiled bitterly. He had never been humiliated like this before. Even though the body did not belong to him, he was angrier than ever: "Talk to me? Are you worthy?"
Jiang Zhentao was slightly startled. He didn't expect Li Siwen to be so tough. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Li Impotence, why are you pretending? Don't you just want money? I'll give you these ten thousand yuan. Get your household registration book and get it right away."
The divorce procedures have been completed."
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Wenjing with some pride and said: "Xiao Jing, don't worry, I will let this loser get out of here today."
This scene felt a bit familiar to Li Siwen. In his previous life, he used his money to bully the market. Now that he has become a weakling, he realizes how hateful this kind of person is.
He wanted to go up and give Jiang Zhentao a good beating, but his reason told him that this dilapidated body had no strength to fight. Facing the strong and strong Jiang Zhentao, he would definitely be humiliated if he tried hard.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the money on the table, which made Jiang Zhentao smile with satisfaction, while a look of despair flashed in Zhou Wenjing's eyes by the window sill.
After four years of marriage, Zhou Wenjing had prayed countless times to God to make Li Siwen better. However, reality disappointed her time and time again. Maybe it was time to end it.
Zhou Wenjing turned her face to the side, as if she didn't want to see Li Siwen again, but a few seconds later, she heard a snap.
Li Siwen actually slapped the money on Jiang Zhentao's chest and said the most cruel words in his life: "Don't say ten thousand, even if it's one hundred thousand or millions, I won't divorce her. With your dirty money,
Either get out of here, or wait for me to risk your life with you."
Jiang Zhentao was also suffocated by Li Siwen's aura with his cold voice and murderous gaze. He swallowed, forced himself to calm down, and said with a dry smile: "Li Impotence, do you really think of yourself as a man? Okay, you don't want to
Yes, but Xiaojing will want the money, and Xiaojing will use it to save the child's life."
Jiang Zhentao was obviously showing off his capital, but Li Siwen was not a good person. He directly grabbed the other person's collar, stuffed the money in, and said coldly: "I will find a way to save the child's life. You don't need to be here."
Pretend to be a good person, what I just said is the last time, either get out of here, or wait for me to risk your life with you."
Jiang Zhentao clenched his fists, but when he saw many neighbors standing in the corridor outside the door, he gave up the idea of taking action, but he still couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You think of a way? Can you borrow the money? I tell you, the doctor said,
Xiaoni's surgery can be delayed for more than a month at most, otherwise she will die.
Li Impotent, it’s not that I look down on you. If you can raise the cost of the operation within a month, I will hold a banquet in the Yingbin Building to kowtow to you and apologize."
"Heh, are you making a bet with me?" Li Siwen chuckled.
"That's right, but if you can't raise the money for the operation, your wife and daughter will all be mine." Jiang Zhentao laughed sinisterly and asked provocatively: "Do you dare or not?"
"Betting on your wife?" Li Siwen glanced at Zhou Wenjing. He really had no feelings for this picked-up wife, but for a man, betting on his wife not only requires an emotional foundation, but also involves the meaning of a man's survival in the world.
and dignity.
"He" could sell his wife for glory before, but he absolutely couldn't do it now, especially when he saw Zhou Wenjing's eyes filled with disappointment and a hint of hope, he responded almost without thinking: "Why don't you
Are you betting on me with your mother?"
"You..." Jiang Zhentao was so angry that he almost lost his breath, but then he heard Li Siwen continue: "It's impossible to bet on my wife, but I can bet on myself with you. As long as I lose, I will not only kowtow to you to apologize, but also
Get out of Caozhou forever."
Jiang Zhentao thought about it in his heart and realized that this was a good choice. After all, once Li Siwen left, it would indirectly mean that he had given up on Xiao Ni, and Zhou Wenjing would definitely not leave her. This was exactly the result he wanted.
"Remember what you said." Jiang Zhentao straightened his clothes, looked at Zhou Wenjing and said, "Wenjing, I hope you can figure everything out during this time. I will wait for your news."
"Can you get out of here?" Li Siwen blocked Jiang Zhentao's sight.
"Hmph!" Jiang Zhentao stretched out his hand and tapped Li Siwen's chest: "Remember, Xiaoni's surname is Jiang!"
Jiang Zhentao left arrogantly, and everyone watching the excitement looked weirder than the other.
"Hey, how can a young talent like Director Jiang fall in love with her?"
"I'm wondering too."
"What's wrong with this? It's so coquettish. I didn't expect it to seduce all the men into the house."
"If I were her husband, I would have to find a crack in the ground and crawl in."
"This cuckold is finally wearing it."
None of the neighbors had a nice word to say, and they didn't care about the feelings of Li Siwen and Zhou Wenjing. In this era, even rich people would be gossiped about if they had problems with their style, let alone the poor.
"Bang!"
Li Siwen ignored the gossip outside and closed the door. Then, he walked up to Zhou Wenjing, stretched out his hand and said in a commanding tone: "Give me the scissors."