Yang Hao was not familiar with Tao Ying, so he didn’t plan to greet her and merely pretended not to see her.
Inside, however, Tao Ying’s emotions were extremely complex. If her best friend was still with Yang Hao, she could have benefitted from that connection. Now she feared even mentioning luck; she’d be grateful if they didn’t fire her.
She kept her head down, hoping Yang Hao wouldn’t deliberately cause trouble, and her wish was granted. Yang Hao went up to the second floor, escorted by the manager, as if he hadn’t seen her at all.
Tao Ying silently sent a Weixun message to Li Manshu, informing her of the situation here.
Li Manshu had been striving for a strategy to remarry lately, and her first step was to mend the relationship with her sister, Li Manni. Her actions during the divorce had caused a rift with her sister.
Now, what Li Manshu was doing was trying to pull the sisters’ relationship back to where it once was.
Knowing Li Manni’s place in Yang Hao’s heart, she decided to fix the relationship with her sister first. With her sister’s help, there might be a chance for a successful remarriage.
Even if she couldn’t achieve the ultimate goal, and Li Manni and Yang Hao ended up together as her parents predicted, having mended the relationship would give her an innate advantage, like being close to the waterfront and getting the moon’s reflection first.
It was a bit ridiculous, but changing from an ex-wife to a lover was not completely unacceptable, especially after seeing Meng Yuyu’s current life, which made her extremely envious.
At this moment, she received Tao Ying’s Weixun message. Knowing that Yang Hao had gifted another woman a whole jewelry store, she felt even more determined to reconcile.
The mistresses are living so well outside; one can’t imagine what the official wife’s treatment would be like…
And each time she thought about this, her heart bled. After all, she used to be the official wife!
Elsewhere.
After understanding the general situation of the jewelry store, Yang Hao left. He was only accompanying his Yibao for a stroll and wasn’t particularly interested in the jewelry store.
Approaching noon, Yang Hao arrived at Tianmei Media’s President’s office.
The newly appointed President’s Office Director, Wang Jingru, brought a stack of documents to his office to report her work.
Ding!
Passive skill triggered: [Prime Minister Cao’s Buff]
Host’s charisma increases by 100%!!
This passive skill was gained during Old Mr. Wang’s birthday party. Each time Yang Hao met Wang Jingru, he would get a reminder.
Obviously, this “Elder Sister-in-law” is considered a high-quality wife!
And as Wang Jingru reported her work, she always felt her eyes irresistibly drawn to the “Brother-in-law” in front of her, as if he was glowing!
She had to focus all her energy on the documents to calm her fluctuating emotions as much as possible!
What’s happening to me!
He’s my sister’s boyfriend!
Why am I having such unrealistic thoughts!!
When did I become so shameless!!
After finishing her report, Wang Jingru silently criticized herself, and her mind was involuntarily filled with her friend Zheng Qianqian’s teasing.
After moving into the over 200-square-meter apartment, Zheng Qianqian joked with Wang Jingru: Why not just share a husband among sisters? After all, there were many such precedents in ancient times.
Even in contemporary society, there are many such instances, albeit behind closed doors.
For example, many sisters in the entertainment industry have followed the same mogul, which is not a new thing!
While Wang Jingru was lost in her thoughts, the phone on Yang Hao’s office desk suddenly rang. He picked it up; it was a call from his secretary.
“Mr. Yang, there’s trouble in the first-floor lobby. He says he knows you and Director Wang and is insisting on seeing you both!”
“Jingru, wait a moment.”
As Yang Hao answered the phone, Wang Jingru was about to leave the office but was called back.
“What is it, Mr. Yang?”
Wang Jingru stopped in her tracks, looking puzzled.
Yang Hao pressed the phone’s speaker button and asked, “Did that person say his name?”
“Sun Jixing.”
The secretary replied.
“Understood, let him come up!”
After hanging up, Yang Hao shrugged at Wang Jingru: “He’s not here to get back together with you, is he?”
Wang Jingru shook her head with a serious expression: “Impossible. From what I know about him, it’s definitely not about reconciling!”
“It’s probably not good news!”
Wang Jingru frowned tightly, unsure of what her ex-husband was up to, but she had an ominous feeling.
Shortly after, Sun Jixing entered the President’s office accompanied by four security guards.
However, Sun Jixing’s current state surprised Yang Hao. At Old Mr. Wang’s birthday banquet, this “Elder Sister’s Husband” was full of vigor, but now he looked disheartened, like he had suffered a great setback.
“You can go out.”
Yang Hao waved the security guards away. With his title as a Martial Arts Grandmaster as his backbone, he was not afraid of any malice from Sun Jixing.
After the security guards left, Sun Jixing immediately put on a mournful face and said to Wang Jingru, “Jingru, I was wrong!”
“You must help me this time!”
“If even you won’t help me, Ruirui and I will be out on the streets!”
Hearing this, Wang Jingru’s brow furrowed: “Did you gamble again?”
“How much did you owe this time??”
Having experienced similar situations before, Wang Jingru immediately deduced that her ex-husband had gambled again and, judging by his looks, lost a lot.
“Three million!”
Sun Jixing almost said with a sob, his whole body trembling.
“Three million??”
“Where did you get so much money??” Wang Jingru was utterly shocked.
“I mortgaged the house.”
Since their child was to live with his grandparents, custody would fall into Sun Jixing’s hands.
And whoever had the child would get the house—it was an agreement between the two to ensure the child’s living environment would not change. Thus, when signing the divorce agreement, Wang Jingru willingly gave up the property rights, only requesting her share of the savings.
Little did she expect Sun Jixing to mortgage the house immediately after. Their house was bought on a mortgage and was currently worth around seven million in total. If the house were sold and the bank loan repaid, at most only about three million would be left.
But Sun Jixing had lost three million, meaning he’d gambled away the house!!
Wang Jingru instinctively took a step back, her petite face a tangled mix of shock and anger. She opened her mouth but, in the end, couldn’t utter a single word.
Often when people are extremely angry or agitated, they find themselves speechless, which was precisely Wang Jingru’s state.
“Jingru, if I can’t repay the money, they’re really going to auction off the house!”
“Then Ruirui will have nowhere to live, so no matter what, you have to help me this time!”
Sun Jixing pleaded with a pained expression.
“That’s three million, do you think I have three million?!”
Wang Jingru spoke with an icy tone, her mind solely focused on what would become of her son, Ruirui?
Given the current situation, it seemed like he might have to live permanently with his grandparents. Sun Jixing’s parents indeed owned a place, though very small—a one-bedroom apartment of about 50 square meters that was forcefully converted into two bedrooms.
“Beg your mom and dad, they should have some savings!”
“After all, Ruirui is their beloved grandson!”
Sun Jixing turned his attention to Wang Jingru’s parents.
“You gambled away three million! You wish my parents would pay off your debts, dream on!!”
“Let alone the fact that my parents don’t have three million, even if they did, they wouldn’t lend it to you!”
Wang Jingru mercilessly refused.
Internally, she was utterly speechless, finding this man shameless. They were clearly already divorced, yet he still had the audacity to show up with such an outrageous request.
“Jingru, if you don’t help me, Ruirui will really end up homeless!!”
Sun Jixing spoke with a sob in his voice.
“I can’t help you, but Ruirui can stay with his grandparents if he wants to. He’s also welcome to come to Jiangcheng and live with me!”
Wang Jingru still couldn’t bear to part with her son, hoping that he could come to Jiangcheng—that would be the best outcome.
Seeing Wang Jingru unmoved, Sun Jixing sniffed and then turned towards Yang Hao.
With a thud, he knelt in front of Yang Hao’s desk: “Mr. Yang, please help me!”
“Three million is just a trifle for you!”
In truth, Sun Jixing didn’t hold much hope for Wang Jingru’s help before coming here because he knew she was unlikely to assist in repaying the three million!
Moreover, the total savings of Wang Jingru’s parents might not even equal three million!
Therefore, Sun Jixing’s real target had been Yang Hao all along—the multi-billionaire CEO for whom a few million would be easy to spare.
Yang Hao hadn’t expected Sun Jixing to actually kneel so readily, his knees so weak.
And to see such a grown man weep bitterly before him was indeed pitiable to watch.
However, Yang Hao wasn’t about to be moved by pity—he might not miss those few million, but he certainly wouldn’t give it away to a gambling addict to pay off debts for nothing!
As adults, they must take responsibility for their actions!
“Mr. Yang, if you’re willing to lend me the money, I’ll leave Jingru in your care!”
“I know you have your sights on Jingru, and I promise not to make a fuss!”
Just as Yang Hao was about to refuse, Sun Jixing suddenly blurted out.
At this statement, both Yang Hao and Wang Jingru, the parties concerned, were stunned.
There are many historical examples of men selling their wives for honor, and such cases exist even in the present day.
But Yang Hao had only ever heard of them—today, he actually encountered one.
Yet, damn it, how do you know I have designs on your wife (ex-wife)??
It’s pretty obvious!!
But while others sell their wives, you’re selling your ex-wife, which is quite sly!!
After a moment of stupor, Wang Jingru couldn’t help but burst out cursing: “Sun Jixing, I never thought you could be so vile!”
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“It seems I was too late in leaving you, I should’ve divorced you sooner!!”
Sun Jixing paid no attention to Wang Jingru, acting as if he hadn’t heard a thing, and instead continued to beseech Yang Hao with his head raised: “Mr. Yang, please, for Jingru’s sake, help me out!”
