Chen Dasheng?

In an instant, Zhang Baochan's eyes widened in surprise, his expression changed slightly, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

Subconsciously, Zhang Baochan looked at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng was also staring at Zhang Baochan, watching her answer the phone.

Zhang Baochan was a man who had been through a lot. Even though he was still feeling a surge of emotions, he regained his composure. His expression became more natural, and he responded as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, I don't buy insurance."

Chen Dasheng on the other end of the phone was smiling mischievously, just as Zhang Baochan remembered. Zhang Baochan was sure that it was indeed Chen Dasheng.

This bastard actually dared to find her!

This bastard is not dead yet!

Why did this bastard come out at this time? What on earth does he want to do?

Although he appeared calm on the surface, Zhang Baochan was already panicking inside, and a feeling of panic suddenly arose in him.

"Zhang Baochan, I'm not selling insurance. I want to see you. Should we find another place to talk, or should I go to Renhe Hospital to see you? Oh, by the way, I saw the news that your husband had a stroke and isn't doing well. If I tell him how you framed Chen Si back then, I wonder if he'll be so angry he'll die."

Zhang Baochan immediately changed his tone, and an uncontrollable hatred welled up in his heart. "I heard you speak so highly of insurance. Okay, then let's meet and discuss it in detail."

"You've resorted to such unscrupulous means to bring such terrible harm to your best friend. Zhang Baochan, have you slept well every night for the past thirty years? I heard Chen Si is also in Shencheng. Why don't the three of us catch up and reminisce?"

The corners of Zhang Baochan's mouth twitched unconsciously, and a faint smile appeared on his face to hide his turbulent emotions. "No need to bring my husband, he needs a good rest. We'll meet at the cafe in twenty minutes. Bye!"

After that, Zhang Baochan immediately hung up the phone.

Jiang Heng opened his lips slightly and asked softly, "Do you want to buy insurance?"

Zhang Baochan nodded and said, "I'll go find out. If the negotiation goes well, I want to buy one for Jiang Yun. No one knows what will happen in the future, so I have to give Jiang Yun some protection. Honey, I'm going out now. You should take a rest and stop thinking about it."

Hearing that it was a plan for Jiang Yun, Jiang Heng didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Heng was not idle either. He was thinking about how to drive Jin Xue away.

…

As soon as he left the hospital, Zhang Baochan immediately dialed the unfamiliar number and asked Chen Dasheng to meet at the coffee shop at No. 73 Anpu Road in the South District, with a newspaper on the table as a sign.

Zhang Baochan arrived and waited for an hour before a man with a sunken face and a newspaper in his hand sat down in front of her.

The man stared at Zhang Baochan with a sly smile, "You went through so much trouble to meet me, and even asked me to come so far away. Zhang Baochan, you're scared, right?"

Zhang Baochan was displeased, but she still pretended to be calm and looked at the man in front of her, "Are you Chen Dasheng?"

"You can't tell, I even had my vocal cords fixed, but my laugh is still that naughty and wicked. You can't help but remember me."

"Stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

"Don't worry, Zhang Baochan. I have plenty of time to talk to you. Besides, I want you to listen to some important information." After he finished speaking, Chen Dasheng played a recording.

Zhang Baochan was frightened and rushed to grab it at lightning speed, and threw the recorder into his coffee.

Then, Zhang Baochan glared at Chen Dasheng fiercely and shouted in a low voice, "Despicable and shameless!"

Chen Dasheng looked at Zhang Baochan sarcastically with a smile in his eyes, "I still have the recording!"