Li Chengqian forced himself to calm down.
"Do you want money, or something else? As long as it’s something I can give, it’s yours."
"Darling, what nonsense are you talking about? I’m your wife. We should be living a happy life together."
Li Chengqian was dumbfounded when he heard what Han Yue said.
’Live a happy life with me? While you’re fooling around with that rich kid in the room next door?’
’Yeah, thanks for nothing!’
Li Chengqian suppressed his rage. "I don’t want to argue about this nonsense. Either we get a divorce, or..."
Before he could finish, Han Yue cut him off.
"A divorce?"
Han Yue sneered. "Don’t even think about it. I’m going to live a good life with you, and if you dare to divorce me, I’ll go raise hell at your home and your company."
"Fuck, are you ever going to quit?"
Veins bulged on Li Chengqian’s forehead as he fought the urge to smash his phone.
"I’ll give you two hundred thousand. I’m begging you, please let me go!"
"What are you talking about? I, Han Yue, am not the kind of woman who only has eyes for money. I love you for who you are!"
"I married you without even asking for a bride price or the ’three golds.’ How can you not take responsibility for me?"
Han Yue was no fool.
She knew with one hundred percent certainty that Li Chengqian was recording her, so she wasn’t about to fall into his trap.
"Shit!"
Li Chengqian cursed under his breath. He was, in fact, secretly recording the call.
He wanted to get Han Yue to agree so he could sue her for blackmail and extortion.
But he never expected Han Yue to be so damn cunning.
On the phone, she was putting on the perfect act of a woman deeply in love with him.
You couldn’t tell at all that she was a manipulative schemer.
"Five hundred thousand. This is almost all of my savings!"
"Don’t worry, you can record me. I definitely won’t sue you."
"Think of it as compensation. Let’s just part on good terms."
As if his spine had been ripped out, Li Chengqian collapsed limply onto the bed.
He was already prepared to pay up to avoid further trouble.
This time, he truly meant what he said.
Even if he were to get all the savings in a divorce, it would only amount to five or six hundred thousand.
Plus, he had just bought Han Yue a bag that cost over eighty thousand.
After taking out this five hundred thousand, Li Chengqian would be completely drained dry.
"Darling... I already told you... I love you for who you are..."
At first, Li Chengqian didn’t pay much attention.
But he couldn’t ignore Han Yue’s halting speech, punctuated by the sound of swallowing.
It instinctively led him to a disturbing thought.
"Han Yue, are you fucking servicing that rich kid right now?"
"Darling, what are you talking about? I just bought a popsicle, and it’s delicious. Here, listen."
"You fucking animals, just go to hell!!!"
Li Chengqian finally snapped and slammed his phone onto the ground.
His brand new iPhone XS instantly shattered.
"FUCK!"
The moment he smashed it, Li Chengqian was filled with regret.
This was a new phone he had only bought a few months ago.
He’d spent 12,000 on the top-spec XS model at the time.
He usually babied it. Together with his Rolex Submariner "Hulk" and Hermes briefcase, it was his essential three-piece kit for picking up girls.
And now, he had just smashed it to smithereens.
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