Han Bai let out a long sigh. He felt the hot blood in his body rushing to his head, making him feel a little dizzy.
It feels like a dream, so unreal.
He pinched himself secretly, and the pain told him that all this was not a dream.
Han Bai looked at the rental contract again. It was also a very ordinary rental contract, except that the rent was written as 0 yuan.
There was a supplementary agreement that exempted Han Bai’s daughter from rent until she turned 24.
etc.
Han Bai took a glance and found the address somewhat familiar.
"Isn't this my home address? How did it become a rental house?"
Han Bai couldn't help but shout out.
Fang Yuan immediately replied: "How is that possible? I'm holding this property on behalf of Mr. Zhu. Han Bai, did you remember the wrong address?"
Han Bai also thought so at first, but the address on the contract was clearly his own.
Then, Han Bai's cell phone rang and he answered it.
His wife's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Han Bai, I want to divorce you! You actually owed a million dollars from online gambling! Do you know that I sold my house to help you fill this hole? I want to divorce you! I will give you the child, and I will also take the marital property that I deserve."
"What?"
Han Bai's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
"Honey, you just said you sold your house? Which house, and how much did you sell it for?"
"It's the one your father gave to our son, mortgaged for 3 million. The man said the check has been given to you, didn't you receive it?"
Han Bai looked at the check in his hand, which was exactly 3 million yuan, and the rental contract for his house.
He uttered an "ah" and collapsed to the ground.
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