Crippled Master's Young Wife

"My baby, what do you mean the money you spent on me? We are husband and wife, so of course we will live together. I also want you to live the life of a rich wife, but when doing business, there will always be times when you lose money and make money. Business is hard now, so it's normal for me to lose money."    

    

Du Ende's words, which were neither hurried nor slow, were transmitted to Fu Manyun's ears through the electric current, making her so angry that her body trembled.    

    

"Du Ende, do you want to be shameless? Did you really lose money from doing business? It was clearly you who spent it to eat, drink, and have fun. "    

    

If she had run out of money, she wouldn't be so angry. But this Du Ende, using her money as an excuse to do business, was actually spending money and wine outside.    

    

Bao Er raised three or four children. This man was simply the best fighter among the best!    

    

"Hmph, cut the crap. Fu Manyun, I underestimated you. You actually instigated your lover to let me clean myself out of the house. Fine, don't you have what it takes? A husband and wife are indebted to each other for a hundred days. It is not too much to lend some money to your ex-husband. At least I let you have fun in bed. "    

    

Another shameless sentence made Fu Manyun so angry that she was about to vomit blood.    

    

"Du Ende, are you still a man? If you are a man, then don't be so shameless!"    

    

How did she meet such a man!    

    

She really wanted to cry.    

    

"Hmph, Fu Manyun, don't be shameless. Are you going to give me money or not?"    

    

"How can I have money? I've already lost all my money to you."    

    

She had spent most of her savings. The only remaining savings in the bank were for raising her son.    

    

Fu Manyun hated Du Ende to the core and cried.    

    

"You don't have money, but your lover has money."    

    

Du Ende coldly snorted, "Fu Manyun, go ask him for money."    

    

"Du Ende, he is not my lover. He has a wife. He will not give me money."    

    

Fu Manyun gritted her teeth and tried her best to refute.    

    

"Humph, stop pretending. Do you think I do not know that you had a story before? Fu Manyun, in your heart, you are pretending that another man is marrying me. I am wearing a green hat on my spirit. Let me tell you. You must compensate me for my mental damage. So, you can either ask him to give me the money... Or I can send this group of photos to all the big websites in China and abroad to see how you're going to have the face to live in this world in the future."    

    

Du Ende threatened Fu Manyun, making her wish that she could kill this shameless and shameless man.    

    

She knew that this man did not even log off at all. If she forced him, he would really do that kind of thing.    

    

She still wanted to live well. She didn't want her beauty to fly everywhere. She couldn't even go out.    

    

Fu Manyun closed her eyes and suppressed the hatred in her heart, "Give me a few days. When I get the money, I will contact you again."    

    

She didn't want to be destroyed. At this time, besides asking Fu Yuntine for help, what else could she do?    

    

"Right, this is my good baby."    

    

Having achieved his goal, Du Ende said in satisfaction, "Alright, I'll give you two days. If you don't contact me in two days, don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between husband and wife."    

    

Screw the relationship between husband and wife.    

    

Fu Manyun scolded Du Ende in her heart and angrily pressed the phone.    

    

Too much hatred and pain accumulated in her chest. Fu Manyun grabbed her hair and wanted to hit the wall.    

    

Calm down, she had to calm down!    

    

She still had a son to raise.    

    

Fu Manyun swallowed her saliva and quickly walked to the side of the coffee table. Her fingers trembled as she took out a bottle and poured out three anti-depressant pills before swallowing them.