"Xiaoying, I knew you still loved me. Actually, I am not a rich second generation. I am just a rich driver. The key to this house was given to me by me who helped the owner clean the house."

"What did you say?" Zhang Ying's smiling face suddenly froze, becoming extremely ugly.

"Xiaoying, I know you are not a materialistic woman, I know you will return to my arms."

Jiang Chen stretched out his arms: "orge   on     baby!"

"Do you have a brain disease? Do you think this is fun? Only fools can be with you, poor guys." Zhang Ying's pretty face turned red and turned back to Zhao Ming.

"Amin, I just deliberately humiliated this trash. You won't be angry with me, right?"

A cold flashed in Zhao Ming's eyes: "Didn't you just say that I'm old and ugly?"

"Aming, that's not what I mean." Zhang Ying said in a panic.

"Pan!" A loud slap hit Zhang Ying in the face.

"Bully girl, stinky bitch, what's wrong with me having a woman outside? I've been tired of playing with you and I wanted to throw you away a few more times. How dare you scold me? You go find your handsome and rich boyfriend!"

"Aming, I was wrong..." Zhang Ying hugged Zhao Ming's thighs.

Zhao Ming kicked Zhang Ying away: "Stupid bitch, get out of here."

At this time, a Mercedes-Benz was parked in front of Jiang Chen.

A middle-aged man in a suit got out of the car and came to Jiang Chen and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, this is the property certificate of your house. We have completed the transfer procedures for you. Now you are the owner of the house."

"What?"

When Zhao Ming and Zhang Ying heard the middle-aged man's words, they were both shocked.

Especially Zhang Ying, her head was blank.

"This villa is really Jiang Chen's. So the luxury car is also Jiang Chen's. He is really a rich second generation."

Jiang Chen came to Zhang Ying, who was kneeling on the ground and smiled and said, "What I just said is true. I have a luxury car and a big house. If you are not so rich, these are all yours, but you disappointed me so much!"

At this time, Jiang Chen's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Dad, what did you say? You got me a piece of land... Oh, thank you?"

"Have you taken a piece of land?" Zhang Ying almost fainted when she heard Jiang Chen's words.

My father took a piece of land casually and was a rich second generation! And he was very generous.

Jiang Chen silently glanced at his phone.

"Your package has been taken out! If there is any problem with the package, please contact your courier!"

...

"Jiang Chen, you just said you still love me, right? I am willing to be your woman, even if I am a mistress, I will make breakfast for you, wash clothes for you, and wash feet..." Zhang Ying hugged Jiang Chen's thighs and begged.

"Seeing that you are now shaking your tail and begging for mercy like a dog, I really feel like I want to vomit."

Jiang Chen returned the words that Zhang Ying had just given him, and he remained the same.

"No, it's not like that, Jiang Chen, I was wrong... I really love you. Please, would you give me another chance? I'm just a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy. Please, don't abandon me." Zhang Ying cried while holding Jiang Chen's thighs.

"I have a house and a car, but I don't want any kind of woman. You think you are a woman with an average appearance, a lazy and lustful woman, and a ruthless and unrighteous person. What's the use of me if I want you?"

"Jiang Chen...please..."

"Okay, I'm no longer the Jiang Chen I used to be. Your wagging mercy will not make me feel anything, or even feel disgusting." Jiang Chen patted Zhang Ying's face and stood up.

[Ding, slap your ex-girlfriend in the face and gets divine medical skills!]

Zhao Ming stared at Jiang Chen and said coldly: "You are ruthless, but our affairs today are not over."

Jiang Chen's lips raised slightly: "Why threaten me? I'm so scared! Do you think I'm still the same as Jiang Chen in the past? Tell you, not only do I have a house and a car, but I also have methods to make you believe it or not."

"Haha? Boy, who do you think you are? Now it is a society ruled by law. If you have the ability, you can beat me. Even if you have money, I can still send you to prison if you believe it or not." Zhao Ming laughed arrogantly.

"I can make you worse than death than life, and you don't have to pay legal responsibility or not?" Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and smiled.

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment: "Who do you think you are, I don't believe it."

Jiang Chen nodded and patted Zhao Ming on the shoulder: "Now I will let you believe it."

As he said that, Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Ming with a smile.

"Boy, come on, you're going to make me die!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

He felt extremely itchy on his shoulders, as if countless bugs were biting his body.

This itchy feeling soon spread throughout the body, becoming more and more itchy, and Zhao Ming wanted to reach out to scratch it.

Jiang Chen joked: "I advise you not to grab it with your hands."

Zhao Ming could not bear it. The more he grabbed his hands, the more itchy he felt, and the more intense the feeling became, even spreading throughout his body.

Even his hands became extremely itchy.

The right hand itched, and the left hand itched again soon.

"Ah, ah, ah... I'm so itchy, bastard, what did you do?"

Zhao Ming danced and kept twisting his body like a madman.

Zhang Ying was almost stunned by the side. Is this Zhao Ming crazy?

However, judging from Zhao Ming's expression, this guy must be suffering from unbearable torture.

"Jiang Chen, what did you do to him?" Zhang Ying asked in shock.

"It's nothing, there is surveillance here. He got sick himself, but I did nothing."

"It must be you, it must be you. Your hand touched me just now. Stop it soon. I can't stand it."

"Hey, Zhao Ming, why are you slandering a good person? You are obviously committing crazy illness!"

"Okay, by the way, there is a saying that the evil will be punished before the time comes. When one is the same, everything will be rewarded."

Jiang Chen walked towards the sports car with a smile.

"Help, help." Seeing Jiang Chen driving away, Zhao Ming tried his best to grab the car door.

Jiang Chen fell down the window and sneered: "My car is very expensive. If the paint is scraped, you can't afford it."

As he said that, Jiang Chen started the car and was about to leave.

thump!

Zhao Ming blocked the front of the car and knelt on the ground with his knees.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have used my connections to get you into the police station. I shouldn't have let the company blacklist you. You have a lot of sir, so let me go."

Zhao Ming felt that he was really worse than death now, and he had never suffered such a crime in his life.

He didn't know what method Jiang Chen used to make his body look like countless bugs biting it.

But Zhao Ming knew that it must be because of Jiang Chen that he became like this.

Although Zhao Ming didn't want to kneel down, after all, there was gold under his knees, he really had no choice.

He really couldn't stand the feeling that life was worse than death, so the so-called dignity became worthless at this moment.

He has money and status, and has kept several women. He doesn't want to die if he lives such a good life.

Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Ming lightly and said, "What are you afraid of? Since ancient times, no one will die. If you die early or late, you will die."
Chapter completed!