Wei Meili leaned in the man's arms and didn't struggle. She curled her lips in disdain, pointed at Zhao Zili and said, "This is just a loser."
The man laughed loudly, stretched out his chubby hand, and said to Zhao Zili: "You are your beautiful husband? Hello, my name is Dong Biao. I am from Hong Kong City. Your wife has treated me very well these days.
It’s so comfortable, I really envy you, hahaha.”
Judging from Dong Biao's appearance, it was obvious that he came here deliberately to humiliate Zhao Zili.
In this situation, Dong Biao put his arms around Zhao Zili's wife, but also took the initiative to shake hands with Zhao Zili. If the conversation hadn't been so sensational, anyone would have thought that Wei Meili was Dong Biao's wife and not Zhao Zili's.
The veins on Zhao Zili's forehead were throbbing. He stared at Dong Biao's hand hanging in the air and gritted his teeth. His final strength and self-esteem did not allow him to reach out.
Now he wished he could punch the ugly man and woman in front of him to pieces.
Wei Meili stared at Zhao Zili and shouted sternly: "Coward, if you offend Boss Dong and he blames you, I will divorce you immediately! I will tell you to clean up and leave the house!"
As she said that, Wei Meili thought to herself and said: "Anyway, I don't have one or two hats for you anymore. What's the big deal if I shake hands and make Boss Dong happy?"
These words cannot be said unless the three views are irredeemably distorted.
But Wei Meili said it confidently.
Dong Biao kept his hand hanging there without getting angry. He laughed proudly and said, "That's right. We are from the same Taoist community. My hand was in your wife's arms for a long time just now, and she shook her hand.
You can be considered as touching it indirectly, man, be more generous and look away."
Creak, creak... This is the sound of Zhao Zili gritting his teeth.
His eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was trembling slightly, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was about to collapse.
"Zhao Zili, I will give you one last chance. If you don't want me to kick you out of the house, just give me a handshake!" Wei Meili saw the smile on Dong Biao's face gradually disappearing and hurriedly shouted at Zhao Zili.
Zhao Zili trembled and raised his arms slowly. Looking at him, he seemed to be planning to give in again.
"Zhao Zili, don't let me look down on you."
Li Jin's cold voice came from the side.
Zhao Zili's hands froze in mid-air, and he turned to look at Li Jin.
What kind of eyes are these?
The blood was filled with overwhelming anger and humiliation, but it was also full of tears, as if it was pushed to the limit and was about to collapse.
Wei Meili's face turned cold, and she said sharply to Li Jin: "Do you have a right to speak here? If you're wise, get away, otherwise you won't be able to leave Binhai City! Do you know that my mother-in-law can be here at any time in Binhai City?
Make you disappear!?”
"There was a man named Zheng in Binhai who told me the same thing before, but now his whole family has fled overseas."
Li Jin finished speaking coldly and walked straight to Dong Biao.
He took out his business card with one hand and photographed Dong Biao's hand hanging in the air waiting for Zhao Zili to hold it.
"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Li, single name, Jin."