"Yue Qi, don't do anything at all!" Wang Hui grabbed Yue Qi hard, "I have worked hard to earn this house, you are not qualified to take it away!"

"You signed the agreement and you gave it to me on your own initiative. If you don't let go, I will call the police!" Yue Qi struggled desperately.

"What's going on with this agreement? Others don't know, don't you?" Wang Hui growled.

His and Yue Qi's faces were less than twenty centimeters apart.

You can even smell the fragrance of Yue Qi.

It is a unique flavor of Japanese bath lotion.

Yue Qi’s favorite.

In order to satisfy Yue Qi's wish, Wang Hui spared no expenses to buy it from Japan several times the price of ordinary bath lotion.

He bought all her clothes, her shoes, her bags, her jewelry...

Is that just a bright outfit?

No!

Yue Qi's beautiful appearance is based on Wang Hui's burning life day after day.

"Let go!" Yue Qi shook her arm desperately and broke free from Wang Hui.

Following the trend, he slapped Wang Hui with a hand.

Wang Hui was stunned.

Song Qian beside her was also stunned.

"Wang Hui, you don't deserve it if you touch me!" Yue Qi sorted out her coat and said coldly.

I don't deserve it?

"Which one thing I don't deserve?" Wang Hui's body trembled slightly.

"In the past few years, what you eat and use are not what I bought for you?"

"You have three or four thousand yuan a month, is it enough for you to take private tutoring classes yourself? Is it enough for you to buy a Guqi bag? Is it enough for you to buy a Masfil suit?" Wang Hui became more and more excited as he said, "I want to ask you, as my wife, Xiao Ya's mother, have you ever been responsible?"

"Haha!" Yue Qi smiled, pinched her waist with both hands, walked to Wang Hui, raised her head and said, "What can you do if I am not responsible? Hit me?"

Wang Hui took two steps back.

This is a subconscious reaction that has been formed over the years.

When having an argument with Yue Qi, Wang Hui always chooses to give in.

"You're fighting? You dare not do you?" Yue Qi's eyes were full of mockery.

Yue Qi curled her lips: "Wang Hui, if you can have me for seven years, you are already in your ancestral grave smoke! Are you still not satisfied?"

"The life you give me...I don't care about it!"

"In my Yue Qi's eyes, you are just a coward who has no future!" Yue Qi bit her red lips and spit out a sword.

"Bang!"

A loud slap.

It fell heavily on Yue Qi's beautiful face.

Yue Qi, covering her face, stood there, stunned.

She never expected that Wang Hui would dare to hit him.

Every day together, Wang Hui wished she could hold her in the palm of her hand.

"You can't take this house even if you don't want to take it away!" Wang Hui harshly withdrew his hand, "Aren't you a person in the court? Then come and try it. I see if he dares to be corrupt and abuse the law for you!"

"Wang Hui, I will definitely give you ten times the slap you slapped me today!" Yue Qi pushed Wang Hui away and went downstairs.

The group of people who followed him to see the house saw that the momentum was wrong, and they also walked away from the wall.

In front of the door, only Wang Hui and Song Qian were left.

"Sorry, I'm going to make you laugh." Wang Hui forced a smile to Song Qian.

The expression was bleak.

A man was so insulted by his wife in front of an outsider.

This face has been trampled into dust.

Wang Hui sighed lightly and began to pack up his things.

His books, his daily necessities, were thrown at the door.

A mess.

Song Qian also bent down to help Wang Hui.

During this period, Wang Hui called out to the lock-opening company to change a new lock.

The two of them worked for forty minutes and finally cleaned up.

Wang Hui entered the kitchen, cooked a pot of fragrant tea, and brought it out for Song Qian to taste.

The two of them drank tea across the coffee table without saying a word.

Wang Hui was like he was completely discharged from his energy and spirit.

The whole person shrank in a circle.

What Yue Qi did and said had another heavy blow to him.

In a blink of an eye, my daughter and the house were gone.

How could his life be so bad?

"Are you okay?" Song Qian asked softly, holding the teacup, "If it doesn't work, you can ask Mr. Guan for another day off."

As Guan Min’s best friend and bodyguard, Song Qian’s words can represent Guan Min’s meaning to a certain extent.

"I'm fine, I can go to work tomorrow." Wang Hui left Yue Qi behind.

"That's good, I'll leave first." Song Qian drank all the tea in the cup and stood up to say goodbye.

When she reached the door, she stopped and looked back at Wang Hui.

After thinking about it, he slowly spoke: "Wang Hui... If you really can't hold on, you might as well... change jobs."

"Thank you, no need." Wang Hui did not raise his head and replied casually.

"Okay!" Song Qian shook her head and closed the door and left.

Wang Hui fell on the sofa.

All four and eight forks.

Looking at the ceiling.

Tears poured out.

Soon, the cushion was wet.

Wang Hui was a little strange.

Obviously I am not very sad.

Why did you cry?

He was cheated.

The children and the house are gone.

what to do?

Go to a lawsuit?

God knows how long it will take.

Moreover, the most test of lawsuits is human energy.

Yue Qi has ten thousand ways to exhaust him.

Could it be that I can only suffer this mute loss?

So fierce, Wang Hui sat up.

Take out a small recorder from your pocket.

Recorder, still working.

Two percent of the power remains.
Chapter completed!