Chapter 81 President, My Wife Gave Me a Tip of Eight Million and One Hundred. One Hundred Is a Tip for You.

The matter was resolved in this way, and the uniformed police officers left in a police car.

Han Xiaowan dug her nails into her palms in anger, letting Tang Moer escape another disaster!

"Ah," someone shouted at this time, "Look, is there a pregnancy test stick in the plastic bag?"

The audience quickly exploded, "Oh my god, Miss Tang is not pregnant, right? She seemed to have said just now that she could kill Mr. Gu's son if she couldn't kill Mr. Gu. Is she pregnant with...the little prince?"...

Lin Shiyu glanced at the pregnancy test stick on the beach, quickly covered her heart and vomited.

Now the focus of the audience shifted to Lin Shiyu, "Mrs. Fu, are you pregnant? Is this pregnancy test stick yours?"

Lin Shiyu didn't say anything. She stepped forward and calmly picked up the pregnancy test stick, leaving a beautiful figure for everyone.

"Mrs. Fu can't really be pregnant, but I remember that Mrs. Fu just returned to China a few days ago, and Mr. Fu has not flown to Singapore. Could it be that... Mr. Fu has been cuckolded?"...

Listening to the gossip around him, Huo Beichen took out his cell phone and dialed Fu Qinglun's number.

"Hey, Brother Qinglun, where are you now?"

At this time, Fu Qinglun was at a high-level meeting in Los Angeles, USA. The financial director was making a quarterly report. His fair and clean fingers held the mobile phone to his ear, and he was flipping through the documents in his hand with his other hand.

"Huh?" He hummed lowly.

"Brother Qinglun, let me tell you something. You must hold on tight. Mrs. Fu is pregnant and you are going to be a father!"

Fu Qinglun's clean fingers while flipping through the documents suddenly stopped, and his deep voice was cold, "What did you say?"

The man suddenly made a sound, and the financial director was so frightened that he stopped reporting. The senior executives at the entire conference table glanced at the man secretly, and saw that his elegant facial features were darkened, and the cold air emanating from his body was terrifying and permeable.

The senior executives didn't dare to show off their anger, for fear of offending the big boss.

"Brother Qinglun, you heard me right. I estimate that in less than half an hour, the gossip about you being cuckolded will spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yecheng, and grass will grow on your head."

After the words fell, Fu Qinglun hung up the phone expressionlessly.

The entire conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the floor. No one dared to speak because they could already feel the cold and stern mood of Boss Fu.

At this time, the financial director had the courage to ask, "General...President, do I want to continue..."

"Get out!" Fu Qinglun spit out a cold word from his thin lips.

With a "swipe" sound, the senior executives quickly stood up from their chairs and walked out of the conference room as if running for their lives.

The high-level meeting was interrupted.

"Beichuan, check the domestic developments." Fu Qinglun looked at the secretary Beichuan beside him in a deep voice.

"Yes, President."

Beichuan took out his thin notebook and checked it quickly. His expression changed and he looked at the man hesitantly, "President, now the Internet is full of people saying that my wife... is pregnant, and that you..."

Fu Qinglun glanced sideways at the thin notebook. There was a photo of him on it. He didn't know which toxic netizen turned his hair green.

The heir to the Fu family has received the best education since he was a child. His life can be said to be educational, which makes people respect and envy him. But now he has encountered a great shame and humiliation in his life.

Fu Qinglun stretched out his clean fingers and took the thin notebook, then smashed it on the wall with a "snap".

The tall body stood up suddenly. He stretched out his long legs and kicked the chair next to him vigorously. Then he walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window. He pulled off the tie around his neck. His muscular chest rose and fell, and in his mind was that beautiful picture. Stunning little face, is she pregnant?

He hasn't touched her since the wedding night three years ago. How did she get pregnant?

It seems that during the three years in Singapore, she slept with wild men.

Thinking of the fact that he went to the hospital to see her mother regularly every week for the past three years, damn it, he felt like an abandoned husband!

He has no end to this debt with her!

"Check it out for me, I want to know who that wild man is!"

Beichuan has been following Fu Qinglun for many years, and this is the first time he has seen a man lose his temper. The heir to a wealthy family, he knows how to control and restrain his emotions, but it seems that when he met Lin Shiyu, he became unlike himself.

"Yes, President."

"Also, has she paid back the eight million? If she still doesn't pay, I will throw her mother out of the hospital. If I keep telling you, no hospital in Yecheng is allowed to accept her mother. If she comes Please let her wait in the villa..."

"President," Beichuan had to interrupt Fu Qinglun, "Madam has already sent 8 million."

Fu Qinglun's tall body suddenly stiffened. He turned around, his cold eyes flashing with incredible light, "What did you say?"

He didn't believe that Lin Shiyu had the ability to repay eight million, and he kept sending people to keep an eye on her. She didn't ask her best friend Tang Moer to borrow the money, so where did the money come from?

What wild man gave it to her?

"President, my wife sent me 8 million early in the morning, and she sent me 8 million and 100. She said..."

A hundred dollars more.

"say what?"

"My wife said that since we have to settle accounts after a divorce, it would be best to also settle the accounts on the wedding night. One hundred yuan is... a tip for the CEO..."

Fu Qinglun's handsome cheek twitched quickly, what did she say?

If you give him a hundred yuan as a tip, do you think he is a duck?

He smiled angrily, and a dark arc formed on his thin lips, "Tell her, since you gave her a tip, one hundred yuan is too little."

She almost crippled him, so she had the nerve to give him a hundred dollars?

Beichuan was about to cry, "General...President, my wife had expected that you would feel less, so she left a message and said...you are only worth this price at most, a hundred yuan, not even a kid more."

“…”

Fu Qinglun's handsome silhouette almost turned livid. This dead woman said, "Prepare a special plane immediately. I want to return to China. Also, find out where her eight million came from and what wild man gave it to her!"

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Listening to the "beep" sound coming from the other end, Huo Beichen put the phone in his trouser pocket. He could almost imagine Brother Qinglun's face.

He suddenly felt so bored. Ever since Lin Shiyu came back, Brother Qinglun stopped coming to drink with him. The second brother asked him to drink with him last night. He was very happy, but when he got to the bar, the old man, the second brother, just stayed alone. While drinking, he asked for some girls, and the second brother just rolled his eyes at him.

He really didn't understand his second brother. Lu Qi'er was so affectionate and affectionate towards him, but he ignored her. He just liked that little wild cat Tang Mo'er, but that little wild cat made him angry.