Chapter 198
"You're talking nonsense, you're spitting blood!" Xu Qing, who was hurt by the words, was anxious, and was about to hit Qiao Yi, but Lei Sheng stretched out his hand to block him, and directly pressed him against the sink with his arm.
"Be honest, if you dare to touch God Qiao's hair, I will unload you right away!"
Lei Sheng already had a fierce look on his face, but now he was staring at him even more ferociously, as if he was really going to kill someone, Xu Qing was so frightened that he dared not speak.
With her hands behind her back, Qiao walked slowly to Xu Qing's side, "Tsk tsk tsk, judging by your face, the number of women you've dealt with should be no less than three digits. Mr. Xu, you have a lot of good luck."
"Which company are you paparazzi sent by? Blood spurting people, do you have evidence? If you don't have evidence, you will be sued for talking nonsense!"
"Mr. Xu, you are mistaken. We are not paparazzi. I am just a fortune teller. All of this is just because I have seen the past of your life from you."
"Fart, I never believe in these things, you don't play tricks there, who sent you, and where did you find these things, you are just trying to blackmail me, let's make a price."
Joe shook his head, "Since you don't believe me, let me tell you something that can't be found."
"You know, why do you earn what you invest, but get nothing for what you earn?
Do the math, if you hadn't lost the money you earned from investing due to various accidents, you should be able to rank among the richest families in the imperial capital by now.
It is not necessary to rely on a half-failed company to barely survive.
Don't you wonder, what's wrong with this? "
Xu Qing pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.
How could he not want to know, he dreamed of knowing what went wrong.
Qiao Yi immediately asked, "Where did you get your first money?"
Xu Qing frowned, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"What, did something immoral and dare not say it? Then let me help you recall the memory."
"After your father-in-law died of illness, you didn't bury his old man in the ground. Instead, you hurriedly found a place to bury him. Behind your wife's back, you secretly received the old man's pension every month. You received it for 3 years.
Afterwards, you felt that you had almost saved enough money, so you dug out the remains of your father-in-law and cremated them, and then swallowed his pension. With the money, he went into business and founded Qingshi Media. am I right. "
Xu Ting's scalp was numb, his face was as white as paper, and his lips were trembling, "You, who did you listen to?"
Except for him, no one in this world knew about this matter, including his wife. It is still unclear how Qiao Yi knew about it.
"I said, I know more than that."
"In these years, you have founded countless companies, but all of them ended in failure. Only Qingshi Media, although it is not prosperous, but this company has no problem in keeping your family fed and clothed.
Don't you want to know the reason for this? "
"Also, under the condition that you don't have any physical problems, don't you think it's strange that you have got your hands on hundreds of starlets, but none of them are pregnant with your child?"
Xu Ting struggled a bit when she heard this, as if she had something to say.
Joe pressed his shoulders, "I know what you're going to say, are you going to tell me that your plan to have a son is about to succeed, and you've successfully impregnated a starlet?"
Xu Qing was taken aback.
"What if, let me tell you, the child in Little Star's belly is not yours at all?"
She calculated, "The child should be 5 months old. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital for a DNA comparison."
After speaking, the expression on Xu Qing's face froze instantly.
Joe took a look at Lei Sheng and motioned him to let him go.
Xu Qing lost his strength and sat down on the ground, his eyes glazed over.
Qiao Yi squatted beside him, and said softly, "Fifty million in one hexagram can solve all your problems. There is my phone number in the contract, come to me after you figure it out."
Hey, it's over for tonight, good night, good dreams!
The author is squatting on the ground, waiting for your fixed-point feeding~