When Ma Lan thought of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and a powerful sense of humiliation suddenly surged into her heart.
She cried and begged: "Please don't shoot videos for me. I will call my son-in-law honestly and call in front of you. Just call now! Let him come here with the housebook now!
You won’t say anything more!”
He Huaqiang didn't buy her account, and looked at her and said coldly: "This is the rule for me, Aqiang, to do things in case of everything. You have to shoot this video today, and if you don't, you have to shoot it!"
If you take the initiative to take off your clothes, we will be in peace. But if you don’t take the initiative to cooperate, I will let my subordinates play you with a tyrant!”
As he said that, he looked up and down at Ma Lan, and said with a lewd smile: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that Japanese people like to buy movies from China now. A woman like you, who is an aunt-level woman, should be very in line with the Japanese market.
, I will sell the video to Japan at that time, and maybe you will become a celebrity!"
Ma Lan fainted almost intimidated. When she heard this, she immediately did not dare to bargain anymore. She immediately cried in humiliation: "Is it okay for me to cooperate? I will definitely cooperate..."
He Huaqiang nodded, kicked Ma Lan, and scolded: "Get into the house and take it off yourself!"
Ma Lan was kicked and rolled to the next bedroom, lying on the bed, crying while taking off her clothes.
At the moment when he took off his clothes, Ma Lan burst into tears and his whole body collapsed extremely.
She just felt that all her face had been lost in her life.
He Huaqiang sneered and took out his cell phone, and said while taking a photo: "Yes, I didn't expect that you, an old lady, have a pretty good figure!"
Ma Lan covered her face and cried, but there was no way to cry. He Huaqiang had no sympathy for her.
In fact, He Lian had already arranged everything. When He Lian and Ma Lan played mahjong, he would take his brothers to wait outside the villa area, waiting for He Lian to call, and then come in and force Ma Lan to force him to
Submit!
After filming the video, He Huaqiang walked out with Ma Lan with tears on his face and said coldly: "Okay, call your family immediately and ask them to come and pay back the money, otherwise, I will send the video to
Go in the group and open your eyes!”
Ma Lan immediately nodded and said hurriedly: "I'll call my son-in-law now..."
Although she looked down on Ye Chen in her heart, at this time, only Ye Chen could save herself.
He Huaqiang took her video, but was not worried about her playing tricks, and said lightly: "Let him come over quickly, otherwise you will die miserably!"
Ma Lan didn't dare to play tricks, so she immediately took out her cell phone and called it over to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was on the tenth floor of the Huihuang Club at this time, watching Xiao Changkun and his classmates drinking tea, eating snacks, singing, chatting, and recalling the past, and he felt that the feelings of these old men were quite enviable.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the phone ringing, picked it up and saw that it was his mother-in-law Ma Lan.
He couldn't help but be curious. His mother-in-law rarely calls him on her own initiative unless she finds something to cheat. For example, when she was cheated by P2P that time, she insisted on going over and shouting slogans to collect debts.
He instinctively didn't want to answer Ma Lan's call, but after thinking about it carefully, it was Xiao Churan's mother after all. If she didn't answer her call, she might have to complain to Xiao Churan.
So he walked out of the 1008 box, answered the phone, and asked, "Mom, are you doing anything?"
Ma Lan's anxious voice immediately came: "Ye Chen, Mom lost some money when playing mahjong. Now that I won't let me go, you have to come and save Mom!"
"Uh..." Ye Chen was so angry that he said, "Mom, I don't have much money anymore, only 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, is it enough?"
Ma Lan didn't know how much money Ye Chen had. Although Ye Chen had money, he didn't want to spend it on Ma Lan, so he deliberately pretended to be poor and said a count of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.