80s New Wedding Night: I Married the Fiercest Rough Guy

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Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...

Chapter 73 Don't get in my way, get out!

Wang Ping turned her head and saw Zhao Wensheng again, and spat at him without any politeness, "Zhao Wensheng, you just wait and see, I will never let this go so easily!"

"Yaya, let's go!"

After Wang Ping finished speaking, she grabbed Ya Ya's hand and left aggressively.

Zhao Wensheng was completely stunned by the beating.

First, he was beaten up by Ye Yun, and then he was slapped twice by Wang Ping. He had never been hit by a woman like this in his life. It was a great humiliation!

"Pah! How disgraceful to men!"

Qin Zheng spat and kicked a small stone at Zhao Wensheng.

A small pebble hit Zhao Wensheng's knee, causing him to cry out in pain. He stared at Qin Zheng with resentment in his eyes.

Qin Zheng didn't take him seriously at all.

"Get out of my way!"

After saying that, he put his strong arm around Ye Yun's slender waist, turned around and led Ye Yun into Wangshan Tower.

Ye Yun didn't even bother to look at Zhao Wensheng.

Do not pursue a desperate enemy.

Zhao Wensheng was no good, and she was too lazy to pour cold water on him at this time, lest she incur his wrath again.

However, she still provoked Zhao Wensheng.

The sight of her and Qin Zheng walking hand in hand into Wangshan Tower instantly brought tears to Zhao Wensheng's eyes. These things should have been his—Wangshan Tower, Ye Yun, all of these should have been his!

It's all Qin Zheng's fault. If it weren't for Qin Zheng's interference, he would be the one buying the small building now!

Zhao Wensheng became increasingly unwilling to accept it.

No, one day he will take all of this back. He will make Ye Yun come back to him and grovel before him. He will trample Qin Zheng under his feet!

One day, one day!

Here, Qin Zheng and Ye Yun strolled around Wangshan Tower hand in hand.

Perhaps because of Zhao Wensheng's appearance, Qin Zheng's expression was not very good, and he didn't say a word to Ye Yun the whole way.

Ye Yun was rather curious about his connections.

First, he borrowed a motorcycle, then he met a friend of Boss Zheng, and now he's acquainted with Wang Ping, the vice president of the credit union. She knew Qin Zheng was capable, but she never expected him to be this capable.

She asked softly, "Qin Zheng, can you tell me what you've been doing all these years?"

Qin Zheng glanced at her.

Seemingly curious as to why she suddenly asked this, he didn't hide anything and said, "A sports car."

That goes without saying; of course she knew he was out driving a car.

She also knew what kind of vehicle he drove, and that he later made a great contribution in a mission, but his health was severely damaged and he was no longer suitable for missions on the front lines, so he was promoted and transferred to the rear to become a leader.

But clearly, she wasn't asking about his job, but rather his network of contacts.

never mind.

He didn't say anything, and she didn't need to ask.

After Qin Zheng and Ye Yun finished inspecting the entire Wangshan Tower, Zhao Wensheng was no longer at the entrance. So the two of them went to buy a lock, locked the gate, and went to the market together.

It's already four o'clock in the afternoon, and there are very few vendors left in the market.

Fortunately, the poultry and livestock sellers were still there. They were people who had come from afar to do business, and they usually wouldn't go back until sunset.

Ye Yun took the twenty yuan she had taken from Qin Zheng's pocket and carefully made her plans.

She first bought a few chickens and ducks, intending to lay eggs and eat them. Both she and the old lady were lacking in nutrition, and the most nutritious and cost-effective way to do so was to eat eggs.

After buying chicks and ducklings, Ye Yun was surprised to find that they also sold Angora rabbits.

The tiny rabbit, barely half-grown, was nibbling on grass in its bamboo cage. It was pink and tender, not even as big as her fist, with long, white fur, like a snowball, so cute it made your heart itch.