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712 Money and men who are important to buy murder

Xin Yi looked at her with a clear look, and she guessed it.

"How can I trust you?"

"You can only believe me." Feiyun said coldly.

Xin Yi suddenly laughed, "You said you were holding my hand, because you knew about it. In fact, even if you said it in front of my husband, he wouldn't believe you."

Tang Jinteng is not a man who just listens to anyone who says a few words. He has his own wisdom and judgment.

There should be evidence that this woman would use that incident to blackmail her. The only thing Xin Yi could think of that could be used as evidence was the hospital's examination report at that time.

The female doctor sympathized with her and specially gave her a certificate, which was strong evidence for her appeal.

If she didn't have those things, she wouldn't be afraid. No matter how nonsense this person said, he couldn't threaten her, because Tang Jinteng was not a man who believed that outsiders didn't believe in her, and she was very confident in this.

"If the third wife said that I came to the capital from Qingcheng, could I open my mouth with nothing? I have spent so much effort to find out your identity, how could I not be fully prepared before coming?"

Feiyun smiled mockingly, took out some photocopied materials from his bag, and threw them in front of Xin Yi.

"Tang Sanye is a smart man. Of course he won't listen to my words. It's not easy for someone like me to even meet your husband. But in this era of advanced consultation, what effect do I expect from using these things?

Either way, if you upload it, it should cause a sensation, right? Or, if you sell it to a gossip weekly, you can also get a commission."

Feiyun took out another piece of information, and it was the original. Xin Yi's eyes were a little panicked, and she looked straight at the thing in her hand.

Feiyun raised the things in his hands and sneered:

"That's a copy. You can confirm the authenticity to see if I'm fabricating something to harm you. The copy I have in my hand is the original. The third wife needs to figure it out. You are not my only choice in this matter.

I think all the major entertainment magazines are vying for this thing. The third wife shouldn’t doubt your husband’s popularity in the capital, right? Is that what I said?”

Xin Yi's face turned pale. She took the copy and looked at it. What happened two years ago came back to her again.

In the messy and indulgent night, in the bustling Chen Palace, her panic, helplessness and hatred after the incident began to become clear little by little.

On the inspection list, words such as "torn" and "seriously damaged" stung her eyes and heart.

Xin Yi looked at the document with fierce eyes and gritted her white teeth. Why did this incident become a scar that she didn't dare to touch?

The first time there is a blackmail, there will be a second time. Does she have to find that man and then kill him to...

Xin Yi was suddenly frightened by her own thoughts. What was she thinking? How could she think like this?

He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and looked at Feiyun.

"Okay, I believe you once. The hush money you gave me was 30,000 yuan. Today I will give you 100,000 yuan. I hope you can keep your mouth shut!"

Xin Yi stood up, endured the discomfort, and took the bag from the bedside.

Feiyun glanced outside, a little impatient, "You want to throw away 100,000 yuan for such breaking news?"

"Then I'll give you 10 million, can you help me get rid of the trouble forever?" Xin Yi's voice suddenly turned cold, and her face became cruel.

Feiyun Cemetery looked at her, saying that eliminating future troubles forever meant...

"You want to pay someone to kill someone?"

Xin Yi sneered: "Why, don't you dare to ask for too much?"

This woman used money as an intermediary to throw money at her, so she must know the man who committed the crime, and be very familiar with him.

Feiyun looked at Xin Yi again, oh, in order to keep her position, this woman would be ruthless.

"I'm not interested in murder, arson, or things that are harmful to nature." Feiyun leaned sideways and sat leisurely on the chair, "Do you want the stuff? Don't delay my time to find a new home."

"Two hundred thousand." Xin Yi said coldly.

"Two hundred thousand... It turns out that the identity of the third wife of the Tang family is only worth two hundred thousand." Feiyun snorted coldly.

Xin Yi gritted her teeth. She didn't have much money. The 300,000 yuan Tang Jinteng returned to her, plus the demolition money, totaled over 1 million yuan.

She also wants to study abroad, buy a small space of her own in Qingcheng, and start a small business.

If she takes out all her money, what will happen if Tang Jinteng doesn't want her anymore? She doesn't even have the ability to be self-sufficient. Money isn't everything, but money can give her confidence.

But who is more important, her money or her man?

The answer is undoubtedly the latter.

"How much do you want?" Xin Yi asked coldly.

"Three million. I gave you thirty thousand two years ago and ask for a hundred times it two years later. Isn't this too much to ask for? Your identity as the third wife of the Tang family is more than three million. The third master of the Tang family is worth over ten billion, so you want three million.

Wan, I really have to bury your husband..."

"Okay, just three million, as proof!" Xin Yi immediately interrupted.

These people are all greedy. Now, she can only be led by others.

There was a pen in Xin Yi's bag. She originally wanted to write on the kraft paper that wrapped the cash, but considering the legal implications, she changed it to A4 paper. For those who study design, it is convenient for them to carry paper and pen with them.

In duplicate, Xin Yi signed it first and handed it to Fei Yun. Fei Yun looked at it and laughed subconsciously. Was this trick a mutual understanding between the husband and wife, or did he learn it from Mr. Tang?

Feiyun readily signed and handed a copy to her.

"Bring the money." Feiyun stood up, still holding the original document in his hand.

Xin Yi paused, "I'll give you two hundred thousand today, and you can pick up the rest tomorrow."

Feiyun smiled and said, "I'll take the money first. I'll give you the copy. I'll take the original with me first. We'll settle the money tomorrow."

Xin Yi was a little worried, but when she thought about it, there were still 2.8 million left. This woman would not give up, so she simply gave the money.

Feiyun took the money without counting it, put it directly into his bag, put on his sunglasses and left.

After the people went out, Xin Yi tore up the copy immediately, and her expression became a bit ferocious.

An inner demon was quietly resurrecting in her heart, taking her reason off the normal track.

This inner demon also came out to cause trouble when she was taking revenge on Jane's mother. She knew that this shouldn't be done, but she couldn't control herself.

Xin Yi shook her hands and sent a message to Qian Ziang. There was Qian Ziang's number on her phone. She didn't know when he showed up.

Qian Ziang's joy came about five minutes later: Xin Yi?

Xin Yi's heart trembled when she saw the text message popping up. She hesitated again while holding her phone, but at that moment, Qian Ziang's call came in.

The bell rang, which startled Xin Yi. She patted her chest and took a deep breath, then answered the call.

"It's me, Boss Qian..." Xin Yi said calmly.

"Oh, it's really Sister Xin. This young master is really flattered. What's the matter? The old cow has lost its taste and suddenly wants to change the taste and follow my brother?" Qian Ershao still had the same careless tone. This person seemed to

It has always been this kind of behavior.

"I need your help. I don't know if it's convenient for Boss Qian." Xin Yi has known Qian Zi'ang for a long time, and she knows that this man has this kind of virtue, so she just ignores his nonsense and talks about business.

"Say." Qian Ziang rarely became serious.

Xin Yi paused, clenching her hands and her nails digging deeply into her palms.

"Do you know any friends in the underworld? The kind who won't get into trouble if they kill people." Xin Yi said this tremblingly.

Her heart was pounding, and the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly. She knew that if she said these words, she would not be able to take them back.

The eyes of Mr. Qian across from him suddenly became sharp, but his tone did not change.

"Why, who has offended you and asked me to come to you?"

"Can you help me?" Xin Yi asked again uncertainly.

Qian Ziang's expression changed a little at that moment, and then returned to his old appearance.

"Auntie, I can tell you clearly that people who kill people will not get into trouble. In this world, at least in country Z, the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the people when he breaks the law. Do you think there are really people who can cover the sky with one hand? Don't open your mouth.

Just say harsh words about killing or not, come and tell brother who made our sister Xin angry."

"Are those black men going around killing people?" he immediately asked.

"Have you watched too many Hong Kong gangster movies? Have you ever seen gangsters who go around killing people?" Qian Ziang sneered, and the girl was also amused.

Xin Yi also breathed a sigh of relief in disguise. She didn't want other people's lives. Life was so precious and no one could decide the fate of others.

"Forget it, thank you." Xin Yi hung up the phone with a bang.

After the phone call ended, her mind seemed to be a little clearer. She hit her head hard twice with the mobile phone. She was stunned. She must have been stunned. How could she have such thoughts?

Before Xin Yina could figure it out, Qian Ziang called in again and followed him as soon as the call was answered.

"I said yes, sister, why did you hang up so quickly? You suddenly said something about killing someone, and then cut off the phone after a few words. What did this make my brother think? But you just want him to worry about you, right?

Why do you ignore your brother's concerns so much..."

After a lot of yelling, the serious one finally came:

"Tell me, what's going on? If you don't explain it clearly to your brother today, he will fly to the capital to find you immediately!"

Xin Yi's eyes lit up and she asked, "How did you know I was in the capital?"

Qian Ziang actually knew her whereabouts, which... felt a bit strange, Xin Yi rolled her eyes subconsciously.

"Please focus on my problem." Qian Ziang warned coolly.

"Well... I changed my mind again. I called you just now because I was confused. Now I have figured it out and it's okay." Xin Yi said seriously.

Qian Ziang asked a few questions, but he didn't ask any questions, so he had to put down the phone first.

Xin Yi looked at the suddenly disconnected call and frowned. In fact, she was still worried. The unknown man who was the mastermind of that incident was her biggest hidden danger.

[Author’s digression]: Let’s start with a chapter


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