Chapter 705: Chapter 705
Yang Zhilin couldn’t be of much help at this time, apart from sending emails for her mother and keeping an eye on the family’s production. With extra time on her hands, and feeling rather unwilling to accept this, she naturally started to send text messages to Gu Nuan’s phone number.
Yang Zhilin couldn’t be of much help at this time, apart from sending emails for her mother and keeping an eye on the family’s production. With extra time on her hands, and feeling rather unwilling to accept this, she naturally started to send text messages to Gu Nuan’s phone number. Content orıginally comes from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
Because Xiao Yebai had always kept his personal number from her, and even his own family had never made a successful call to Xiao Yebai’s cell phone.
Upon receiving Yang’s threatening text messages, Gu Nuan could have ignored them and thrown them straight into the trash. But then she thought it might be entertaining for her little friend, so she let the child play with it.
The messages were transferred from her phone to Xiao Yebai’s.
Yebai, the little buddy, sure enough, unleashed a barrage of venomous replies at Yang.
"Alright, I’ll speak for my wife since she’s too shy. I’m sorry, but you’ll have to kneel before my wife within three days."
Yang Zhilin, heh heh heh, sneered coldly at that message.
A drowning dog’s vicious words are not to be believed!
Yang Zhilin did not take the previous warnings seriously, the ones where Yebai had already said that, someday, she would definitely have to beg his wife.
And, as for her kneeling before Gu Nuan, that was even more impossible!
"Tell your husband that he has to kneel before me within three days."
Yang sent another message to Gu Nuan, even more provocative and threatening than the one before.
Zhong Qiaohui was watching the fun on Gu Nuan’s phone and couldn’t help but cluck her tongue in amazement: The audacity of mistresses these days is truly embarrassing! Their thick skin could be unmatched throughout history and leave an eternal stench.
Gu Nuan let out a light comment, "She’s speaking of my husband."
Zhong Qiaohui and Sister Yao sprayed their tea all over the floor.
It seemed Yang had lost her mind with anger, to actually admit that she was the mistress.
Qiaohui chuckled while clutching her stomach; she steadied herself by gripping Gu Nuan’s shoulder.
Meanwhile, Zhan Dapeng pushed Zhang Sanfeng into their work area.
Qiaohui’s body tensed suddenly, and she turned her head.
"Busy? I’m here to ask if I can help with anything," the wealthy Zhang Sanfeng said with a courteous smile to them all.
"Those with money should pay money, and those with strength should contribute strength," Zhan Dapeng followed, rolling up his sleeves and flexing his fists.
Speaking of money, it was indeed needed. It was uncertain how much the Zhao Family could provide.
As for this matter, Zhang Sanfeng had already summarized the funds recently pooled together by Mrs. Zhao and brought over the total, offering on Mrs. Zhao’s behalf, "If it’s not enough and you need to add more funds, we can think of a way."
Everyone gathered around to look at the amount on the check that Zhang Sanfeng handed Gu Nuan. Their eyes widened in surprise because even under such dire circumstances of the Zhao Family, Mrs. Zhao had managed to come up with such an amount again.
Gu Nuan’s expression, however, must have been the calmest among them all. She spoke frankly to Zhang Sanfeng, "It’s not enough. To bring our opponents down in one fell swoop, we need ten times this amount."
All that could be heard from everyone else was intake of breath.
Zhong Qiaohui, Sister Yao, and Fu Yubo could only watch on stiffly.
Zhang Sanfeng, however, didn’t seem surprised at Gu Nuan’s significant request. He just smiled, nodded, and acknowledged her demand.
Gu Nuan couldn’t help but think that her appetite had been made larger by their current actions, influenced negatively by her little friend who spent money like water.
Mr. Yebai’s favorite phrase: "It’s most convenient to crush them with money."
Being led astray , her appetite growing ever larger, would she end up as fat as a pig?