"We have already checked the shop and will report the truth to the old lady when we return. If necessary, we will send someone to get it."

After leaving behind some high-sounding words, Wang Mingkui took Chang Sui and left Mao Liuer's shop and walked towards Wang Laoqi's inn.

Although He Yun did not say which inn Wang Laoqi opened, there were not many large inns in the west of the city, so he found it by just looking around.

I have to say that Wang Laoqi is quite a cunning person. His inn is located in a small alley and was converted from a small courtyard with two entrances.

The fence was removed and the front and back yards merged into one, creating an open and spacious space.

The floor was covered with thick wooden floors, on which were neatly arranged rows of large bunk beds.

People from all over the world were sitting or lying down, talking and laughing one after another, making the place very lively.

This place is quite remote, with only a signboard two feet wide at the entrance of the alley, which reads "Wang's Big Shop", and nothing else.

If you don't look carefully and seek sincerely, you may not find it.

Wang Mingkui and his two regular followers went in and pretended to stay in the shop.

The one who entertained them was Wang Laoqi, and he was accompanied by a woman with triangular eyes and a mean look.

"You two are going to sleep in a bunk bed? How long?"

Wang Laoqi had a scar on his brow bone, and no one knew how it happened, but it looked like he was beaten. He was much thinner than he was five years ago, and at first glance, you wouldn't associate him with Wang Laoqi.

The gentleness in his body disappeared, and he was impatient and angry. The woman behind him was the same, she didn't smile, as if someone owed her eight hundred taels of silver.

"Let's see first, how much is it per night?" Wang Mingkui didn't say anything, and Chang Sui beside him started chatting with the two of them.

Zhang sneered and snorted, "Take a look? What's so good about a big bunk bed? It costs only one copper coin a night. If you can't afford it, don't take a look. Poor bastard! What's the point of taking a look at a copper coin a night?

There is no inn as cheap as mine in the whole Dongsheng City. You can go anywhere and stay there if you want."

Wang Mingkui pretended to be displeased: "How can you talk like that, woman? We are new here, so we have to be selective about where to stay. No matter how cheap it is, we still have to look at the environment."

His attendant immediately complained to Wang Laoqi: "Boss, your wife is no good! She doesn't know how to do business at all. How can you drive away the customers who come to your store? I see that your business is not doing well, right? Is it your wife who is causing trouble?"

Wang Laoqi glared at Zhang fiercely: "What are you, a woman, doing here? Go back to the backyard."

Zhang glared back unyieldingly, "I don't want to! Are you going to go find that vixen again after I leave? Mr. Wang, if you dare to abandon us, I will be rude to you."

Wang Mingkui had been handling cases for many years, so he could naturally see that Wang Laoqi and Zhang were not in harmony with each other.

This is interesting.

In order to get Zhang, Wang Laoqi beat his first wife to death. Unexpectedly, after just a few years, the two of them were no longer in the same bed.

Maybe this is the reason why things smell good when they are far away but smell bad when they are close.

"Hey! Shopkeeper, you are a weak husband. How can a man of your stature be controlled by a woman? Do you still want to run your business? How did you become a shopkeeper?"

Wang Mingkui's constant companion had a mocking look in his eyes, and he looked around the inn deliberately.

"You don't own this inn because of your wife, do you? If that's the case, then you deserve to be caught."

It's a rare opportunity for him to sow discord, and his words are more poisonous than arsenic.

Wang Mingkui stood aside, watching silently without saying a word.

It is very shameful for a man to be accused of lack of authority by outsiders. It is even more shameful to be accused of being a gigolo.

Chang Sui deliberately provoked Wang Laoqi to see what he would do to Zhang.

Wang Laoqi glanced at him and waved his hand at him impatiently: "Go, go, go, if you don't want to stay in the hotel, leave quickly, don't stand here and talk without any pain in your waist.

Is my husband healthy or not? It has nothing to do with you. Just stay at the hotel. Why do you care so much? "

Chang Sui sneered and tried to sow discord: "It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. You have a wife but no concubines, doesn't that mean you are not a strong husband? Are you afraid of what others will say?"

Zhang yelled at him, "Are you such a liar? What does our husband-wife relationship have to do with you? What do you mean by husband-wife relationship? What's wrong with my husband having a wife but no concubines? Why do you care so much?"

Chang Sui mocked: "The shopkeeper's wife speaks viciously. Your husband is the shopkeeper of a big inn. The fact that he has a wife but no concubines shows that you are jealous. Such a woman is not desirable. She has committed the seven grounds for divorce and should be divorced.

Is a man still a man if he is not romantic? If my wife dared to control me like this, I would have sent her back to her parents' home long ago."

"Oh!" Zhang sneered, "That's because your wife is incompetent and can't control you. My man is different. He can only marry a wife in this life and can't take a concubine. This is what he promised me. Without me, where would he get the money to open an inn?"

Wang Laoqi's face darkened immediately after hearing this, and he angrily scolded Zhang: "How come I don't have money to open an inn? If it weren't for you, my life would be much better.

I used to run a warehouse, and my family life was so comfortable. But everything changed when I met you. If I had known earlier, I should have stayed away from you. I have a wife and a concubine, and I am very comfortable. "

Zhang was furious and suddenly raised her voice: "How dare you talk about the past? Mr. Wang, it was you who ruined my good life.

If it weren't for you, how could I stay here and open an inn? I have to be on guard against you looking for a vixen all day. I don't care, if you dare to bring back the little widow from the back street, I will expose everything you have done. "

"You dare? Zhang Xiaoxia! How are you better than me? You dare to talk about mine, so why should I not dare to talk about yours?" Wang Laoqi's face was gloomy, his eyes were red, "Don't forget, you still have a son who needs to be taken care of."

Zhang refused to give in: "What do you mean my son? Isn't that your son too?"

"My son is a piece of shit. That's obviously He Laoer's child."

When it comes to this, Wang Laoqi wants to die. Zhang said that the son is his and asked him to find a way to bring his son back to his ancestral home. When he was young, he did look a bit like himself, but he looked less and less like him as he grew older, and he looked just like the second son of the He family.

Zhang refused to acknowledge the son and insisted that the son was his.

Why did he go looking for the little widow in the back street?

He just wants to marry her into his family and give birth to a son.

He cruelly tortured his previous wife to death because she didn't leave him a son or daughter.

Zhang said that the son was his, and he wanted very much to recognize his son and hold him in his arms and kiss him.

After finally fulfilling his wish, the child looks less and less like him as he grows up. How embarrassing is that for him?

The son that he got by all means became a member of the He family.

"What do you mean someone else's seed? That's your seed."

Wang Laoqi was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick: "That belongs to He Laoer, not to me. I don't care. I just want to get the little widow from the back street back. Don't try to stop me."

Zhang was furious: "How dare you?"