Chapter 104 The Husband of Her Husband

Nong Qingying wasn't lying.

It was true that her cards had been stopped, and it was also true that the Pilates club had been closed down.

Aunt Hua showed no mercy, directly severing ties with the woman and kicking her out.

Not long after the marriage, the youngest son of the Xue family passed away, not giving Nong Qingying any time to accumulate wealth; her foundation was too weak.

Once Aunt Hua cut off her credit cards, she was immediately reduced to her original state.

Although the hillside mansion was expensive, it wasn't cash, after all.

She used to spend her money on buying bags, jewelry, and clothes, as well as investing in fitness clubs, so she didn't have much money on hand.

Since she didn't sign a prenuptial agreement, she married into Aunt Hua's family first.

According to the rules, she was entitled to a share of the assets under the name of Aunt Hua's youngest son.

This was also why Aunt Hua disliked her so much, feeling that Nong Qingying had cursed her son to death, but had to give her the house.

In wealthy families, every move is easily scrutinized, and it would be a huge embarrassment to quarrel over family property.

They say, let the deceased rest in peace.

Aunt Hua loved her youngest son, and even though he was gone, she didn't want to tarnish his reputation.

So she chose to suffer a little loss…

In fact, ordinary hotels were cheap, and Nong Qingying could still afford them with her own money.

However, since she could freeload on a yacht, why should she mistreat herself?

It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. An ordinary hotel was nowhere near as comfortable as this large yacht, so why not take advantage of it?

In the evening.

She asked the female chef on board to grill steak and sausages.

Not treating herself like an outsider at all, she even went to the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle of Mouton red wine, produced in 1991.

Around six o'clock in the evening, the sky was already dim.

Nong Qingying and Su Yehao sat face to face, eating dinner with knives and forks.

Her alcohol tolerance was terrible, but she drank quickly, and a layer of blush soon appeared on her fair cheeks.

The scenery and the girl were both beautiful.

Su Yehao wasn't so stingy about her free eating and drinking.

With the house and shops in hand, as well as cash and other assets, his mindset was gradually changing.

As soon as they finished eating.

Nong Qingying took a deep breath, constantly adjusting and brewing her emotions.

Soon.

She began to worry about the matter of refunding her tuition fees.

She cried as she spoke, and even asked Su Yehao if she looked pitiful.

Su Yehao shook his head decisively, not knowing what she was doing.

Then he saw Nong Qingying take out her phone and walk to a place not far away to make a call.

From five or six meters away, Su Yehao heard phrases like "I'm so miserable," "My reputation is ruined, no one will marry me again," "I really can't hold on anymore," and "I've been kicked out of the house, I have no money to eat."

Her voice sounded extremely desolate.

If she hadn't been happily eating dinner earlier, Su Yehao would have almost believed her.

It's a law of nature.

The more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are, like mushrooms, like certain flowers.

The same goes for women.

Su Yehao sighed, lamenting that it was a pity she wasn't an actress.

Hearing Nong Qingying call the other person "brother," knowing that the person on the phone was male, he assumed that she had been kicked out of the house and was already busy finding her next target.

Because they had just met, he didn't know her well enough.

Su Yehao subconsciously looked at her with tinted glasses.

As soon as the phone call ended.

This girl was like a proud little hen, seemingly in a great mood, telling the chef to add more food and grill another steak…

More than an hour later, they had eaten and drunk their fill.

A car drove up to the pier.

Nong Qingying received a call and soon got off the boat.

Although he didn't know what she was up to, she was already staggering as she walked.

Su Yehao was worried, so he got off the boat and followed her, lest this girl accidentally fall into the sea.

The lights on the pier were dim.

When Su Yehao discovered that Nong Qingying had arrived in front of a tall, thin, handsome young man wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.

He immediately assumed that he had guessed correctly; she was impatiently looking for her next target.

He wasn't afraid of bad women.

As long as they were bad to him, then Su Yehao would definitely feel differently.

Anyway, he was very unhappy right now, secretly calling her shameless in his mind.

Nong Qingying had drunk a lot of alcohol, and she was standing under the dim streetlights with that handsome guy.

It was dark under the lights, and neither of them noticed Su Yehao's presence.

The handsome guy, who looked about twenty-five years old, kicked the black bag at his feet and said,

"There's 1.6 million in here, all the cash I have. Abang has already passed away, and I don't want to disturb him anymore. In the end, he was someone I loved. Please keep the secret and continue to hide it. If you can't bear it, you have to bear it."

Su Yehao remembered.

Aunt Hua's youngest son seemed to be called Abang.

A big question mark instantly appeared in his mind.

Afraid of being discovered, he squatted beside the pier railing and continued to eavesdrop.

He only heard Nong Qingying say:

"I hid it very well before, but recently someone in my family has been gossiping, making my mother-in-law think that I cursed Abang to death. It's a great injustice. You also know that he never touched me, and we slept in separate beds at home. The only person he loved was you, and it had nothing to do with me. Once the reputation of being a husband-killer spreads, no one will want to marry me in the future, and my whole life will be ruined."

The handsome young man, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, stood there with his hands behind his back and said:

"That's why I brought this money for you. I envy you for being able to marry Abang. I once wanted to run away with him, alas… You've already had a good life for so long, be content. You were his wife after all. Don't ruin Abang's image in other people's eyes in the future, and know your limits."

After speaking, he looked at the yacht beside the pier, clearly hinting at something to Nong Qingying.

"?????"

Su Yehao was stunned, barely managing to hold back his laughter.

Nong Qingying nodded.

The handsome guy sighed, left directly, and walked towards where the car was parked, leaving only the black bag at her feet.

When the man walked away.

This girl's expression became vivid, and she became happy again, even saying to herself, "Little grandma, I'm really amazing! As expected of rich people, they're so generous, 1.6 million! 1.6 million!!!"

After speaking, she opened the bag, looking greedy.

With such a large sum of money, Nong Qingying struggled to carry the bag, looking around.

Her brow furrowed slightly, probably thinking about where to hide it.

Seeing the car drive away.

Su Yehao stood up, clapped his hands, and said with a smile:

"Amazing little grandma, do you need my help? The husband of your husband is very handsome. Doesn't that mean you're left alone every day, wasting such a treasure?"

Hearing Su Yehao's voice, Nong Qingying seemed to be electrocuted.

Her whole body trembled, and she froze on the spot.

Finally finding a handle, Su Yehao had suffered from her "I know your mom" trick earlier, so how could he not take revenge?

Su Yehao put his hands behind his back and said to himself, "I wonder what Aunt Hua would think. Luckily, the house hasn't been transferred yet, otherwise wouldn't she be swindled to death by some little con artist…"

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Helping to bring the money onto the boat.

A mere 1.6 million Hong Kong dollars, Su Yehao had seen the world and didn't think much of it.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, Nong Qingying had specially changed into a swimsuit.

The boat often had guests, and there were new swimsuits of various sizes. She chose the one that showed off her figure the most.

Black lace, setting off her fair skin.

At this moment, soaking in the circular bathtub on the deck, this woman deliberately posed, trying to be as seductive as possible.

Su Yehao was on a lounge chair, not looking sideways, staring straight at her.

His gaze was extremely frank.

Anyway, he knew she was doing it on purpose, so why not enjoy it?

Coming out of the bathtub.

Nong Qingying pretended, swaying her waist as she walked, standing in front of Su Yehao, and smiling as she asked:

"Is there a kind person who can help me get a towel to wipe myself? I have water on my body, I'm so cold."

That leg, that waist.

Simply superb…