"Oh."
Sensing something was amiss, Wan Dongming’s lips curved into a slight smile. "What is it?"
Zheng Peihui’s eyes widened in panic as she looked at the man holding a cleaver before her. She quickly spoke into her phone, "It’s like this, son-in-law. Your father wants to start a new company, so he wants to borrow a hundred million from you. What do you think..."
"A hundred million? Mom, aren't you asking for too much? Where am I supposed to get a hundred million for you?" Wan Dongming shouted angrily, but inwardly, he was delighted.
"Son-in-law, please, I'm begging you. I really need a hundred million right now. Can you find a way to give it to me..." Zheng Peihui grew anxious, a long cleaver pressed against her neck, filling her with terror.
"Mom, even if you start calling me son-in-law now, it's no use. I don't have the money." Wan Dongming scoffed, "I'm hanging up..."
"No, don't hang up, son-in-law, don't hang up..."
Zheng Peihui cried out urgently. Wan Yunting’s fruit knife had already sliced through the skin on her neck, drawing blood. Terrified, she sobbed, "Dongming, Mom is begging you, please lend me a hundred million. I desperately need the money right now, sob sob..."
Hearing his mother-in-law crying on the other end, Wan Dongming couldn't help but chuckle. He wondered how old his third brother was to have scared the usually overbearing and aggressive mother-in-law into tears.
"Mom, you attacked me in front of the media today and called me ungrateful. And now you're asking me for a hundred million? Do you think I'll give it to you?" Wan Dongming said calmly.
"I was wrong, Dongming, Mom was wrong. I shouldn't have said that about you at noon. How about this, you lend me a hundred million first, and I'll go to the media to clarify things in person later, okay..." Zheng Peihui said with tears in her eyes, crying out in terror.
Wan Yunting looked down and saw a pool of liquid on the ground...
Wan Dongming scoffed, "Even if you clarify, what difference does it make? Do you finally acknowledge me as your son-in-law?"
"No, no, no, Mom knows she was wrong. I will never call you useless again. And regarding the company matters, I'll talk to your father when I get back and get him to agree to let you be the chairman of the company... As for you and Chu Lin, Mom will never urge you to divorce again. I'll always support you being together..."
"And your third brother, if Mom ever sees him again, I won't call him a rapist. I will treat him with utmost respect. How does that sound?" Zheng Peihui's voice trembled as she pleaded sincerely, seeing Wan Dongming as her only hope for survival.
Wan Dongming on the other end, hearing his mother-in-law’s desperate pleas, felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
He thought back to the many years he had been married into their Wang family, enduring Zheng Peihui's constant tyranny and mockery. She had never spoken a kind word to him.
Now, he finally had his chance to vent his frustration.
Hearing no response from Wan Dongming, Wan Yunting pressed the fruit knife against her again, the sharp blade slicing her neck once more. Zheng Peihui, terrified, cried out, "Dongming, I really need a hundred million right now, please, Mom is begging you..."
Wan Dongming, who had been feigning hesitation, finally spoke, "Alright, I'll go borrow the money from President Jiang now, but you have to repay it!"
"Yes, yes, Mom will repay it, Mom will definitely earn money to repay you in the future..." Zheng Peihui was overjoyed upon hearing Wan Dongming agree.
"Forget it. Given your and Dad's current capabilities, you probably won't be able to repay this money. Consider this hundred million as my betrothal gift to Chu Lin!"
Wan Dongming sighed theatrically and said, "Go back and have your father publicly announce that from now on, I, Wan Dongming, will no longer be your Wang family's live-in son-in-law, but your actual son-in-law. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Mom will listen to you, Mom will do whatever you say."
Zheng Peihui was ecstatic. At this point, she would agree to anything Wan Dongming said.
"Then that's settled. Give me the account number. After I borrow the money from President Jiang, I'll transfer it to you." Wan Dongming said with feigned reluctance.
"Okay, okay..."
Zheng Peihui nodded and immediately signaled to the thug in front of her. Wan Yunting then handed her a bank card, which she read out to Wan Dongming, getting the account number wrong several times. It was clear she had been thoroughly terrified...
"That's not right, Mom. Whose bank card is this?" Wan Dongming asked.
"This, this is the bank card of a nephew from my husband's family," Zheng Peihui replied flusteredly.
"Oh, then let's leave it at that. I'll go borrow money from President Jiang."
After saying that, he hung up the phone. Wan Dongming on the other end could no longer contain his laughter.
He hadn't expected his third brother to actually deal with his mother-in-law. He quickly sent him a WeChat message: "Third Brother, was that you?"
Wan Yunting, whose phone vibrated in his pocket, knew who had sent the message, but he didn't take his phone out. He looked at Zheng Peihui with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Very good. Once the money arrives, I'll let you go."
"Okay, okay, okay..." Zheng Peihui was thrilled.
"However!" Wan Yunting's lips curved into a smile. "To prevent you from calling the police after you return, we're going to take some artistic videos and photos of you!"
"What! No..."
Zheng Peihui panicked and cried out, "You can't do this! I won't call the police, please don't..."
"Film her."
Wan Yunting stood up, waved to Meng Hu and the others, and walked away himself.
Immediately, Zheng Peihui's tearful screams of refusal echoed from inside...
Wan Yunting, who had walked away, directly called his second brother and said with a smile, "Second Brother, it's done."
Wan Dongming on the other end sounded worried, "Third Brother, won't there be any trouble?"
"Don't worry, I guarantee she'll behave herself from now on and treat you with respect," Wan Yunting said with a sly grin.
"Good, then I can rest assured."
Wan Dongming smiled. He felt no sympathy for Zheng Peihui, hoping that she would truly change her attitude towards him as she had promised on the phone.
Soon, Meng Hu came out. Wan Yunting hung up with his second brother and walked back into the warehouse. He saw Zheng Peihui disheveled and weeping, but she didn't dare to utter a single curse.
It was evident that she was just a foolish woman who only dared to bully the weak and fear the strong.
"Not bad. It seems your son-in-law treats you very well. The hundred million has arrived." Wan Yunting said to her with a smile.
Zheng Peihui looked up, bit her lip, and cried aggrievedly, "Can you let me go home now?"
"Of course."
Wan Yunting nodded and signaled to Meng Hu. Meng Hu immediately called two subordinates, who blindfolded Zheng Peihui and escorted her out, naturally taking her home. kanδん
After the car left, Meng Hu took out his phone and opened the video for Wan Yunting to see. Wan Yunting recoiled with disgust, "Take it away, take it away, keep it for yourself."
"Haha..."
Meng Hu laughed heartily, removed his mask, and said, "However, Boss Wan, your trick is really despicable."
"Despicable?"
Wan Yunting also removed his mask and sneered, "When dealing with such wicked people, one should use such methods to teach them a lesson." kΑnshu伍.ξà
Meng Hu nodded. His phone then rang. He checked it and saw it was from their boss, Ling Xianzong. After replying with a couple of "uh-huhs," he said, "Boss Wan, Boss Ling is at the bar. Do you want to go see him?"
"Boss Ling, huh? I was thinking of going to the bar myself." Wan Yunting said with a smile.
"Got it, we'll head over now."
Meng Hu's heart filled with joy as he led Wan Yunting away from the factory and directly towards the 98 Bar.
Meanwhile, Zheng Peihui was dropped off at her home by two subordinates. Wang Chu Lin, who had just returned from the hospital, couldn't find her mother anywhere in the house. Now, she saw her walking back from outside, looking utterly distraught.
Wang Chu Lin immediately rushed forward. Seeing her disheveled state and the wound on her neck, she was startled and hurriedly asked, "Mom, where have you been? How did you end up like this?"
"Sob sob, Lin'er, Mom was bullied..."
Unable to bear any further shock, Zheng Peihui burst into tears, clutching her daughter. This left Wang Chu Lin stunned. She quickly took her mother inside to ask what had happened...