Crippled Master's Young Wife

C540 What Exactly Do You Want to Do



C540 What Exactly Do You Want to Do

Fu Manyun did some mental constructions for herself and caressed her son's soft hair.    

    

For the sake of the child, she had to work hard to fight for it.    

    

That was the happiness that she had once missed.    

    

This time, she had to do her best to fight for it, so that she wouldn't be ashamed of her own life.    

    

Her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.    

    

Her son's eyelids twitched, as if he was about to be woken up.    

    

Fu Manyun hurriedly picked up her phone and pressed a silent button. She quickly walked out of the room.    

    

She glanced at the caller ID on her phone and her expression immediately changed.    

    

Du Ende!    

    

Her ex-husband!    

    

How did he know her new phone number?    

    

She had already divorced him. She didn't want to have any more interactions with this annoying man.    

    

Fu Manyun angrily pressed down the phone display.    

    

Thinking about how she had been tortured by this man for the past few years until she did not look like a human, Fu Manyun's chest heaved up and down. She poured herself a cup of cold water and opened it. She drank large mouthfuls to suppress the depression and anger in her heart.    

    

Di!    

    

A message came from the phone.    

    

Fu Manyun put down the cup and looked at the phone in her hand. When she saw the picture on the phone, she could not help but widen her eyes and her face lost all color.    

    

On the phone was a picture sent by Du Ende.    

    

In the picture, it was the picture of the two of them who had been muddle-headed and had been coaxed by him to take pictures of them together.    

    

The picture was exceptionally revealing.    

    

The woman's eyes were blurred, and she was in all sorts of poses, making people's blood boil.    

    

On the bed, on the sofa, in the living room, she remembered that the man had coaxed her to leave a memorial in every corner of the house.    

    

After she saw the photo, she asked him to delete it.    

    

Why did this devil-like man still keep this photo!    

    

What exactly did he want to do?    

    

Fu Manyun held her phone tightly and bit the corner of her lips as she dialed Du Ende's number.    

    

The phone rang for a long time, as if it was deliberately taking revenge on Fu Manyun for not answering the phone. It finally got through before it was about to break.    

    

Fu Manyun could not control herself and shouted at Du Ende, "Du Ende, what exactly do you want to do?"    

    

"Tsk, my Bao Er, why are you so excited? What can I do? Didn't I just want to remind you how loving we were before? "    

    

The man's casual words came through the phone.    

    

Fu Manyun took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart, "Du Ende, delete the photo for me."    

    

"Okay, as long as you give me five million, I will delete all the photos."    

    

This sentence made Fu Manyun angry and angry.    

    

"Du Ende, what do you think I am? Am I your ATM? For so many years, have I not spent enough money on you? "    

    

Originally, he thought that he had married a rich second generation, but he did not think that he was just lying.    

    

The Du family had migrated overseas in the early years. The last few generations of people had indeed left rich assets for the descendants of the Du family.    

    

However, no matter how much assets they had, they could not withstand the fact that their descendants would not manage it.    

    

Du Ende still had two older brothers above him, and similarly, they did not have much business knowledge in the business area.    

    

It was the same as losing money in management. Each family took a few bites of their old capital, and their lives were not as rich as outsiders looked.    

    

Du Ende, on the other hand, was handsome and had a lively mind. Hence, he liked to use his own conditions to catch prey, so that some women would be willing to spend money for him.    

    

Fu Manyun only knew that Du Ende was this kind of person after getting married.    

    

She was too late to regret, but she still carried a trace of fantasy and lived a good life with him.    

    

So when he told her again and again gently that he wanted to use money to do business, she believed him again and again. She took out the dowry and let him do business.    

    

Unexpectedly, he was like a hole filled with dissatisfaction, and the money she took out went to waste.    

    

And now, he still wanted to ask her to take five million. Was Du Ende going to force her to death?    

    


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