"You keep saying you're doing this for the good of our family, but your method is to make me work for your ex-lover and let him humiliate me, telling him I'm incompetent and he's the boss. I'm helping him fix his machines. Are you disgusting me, or something?"
Jiang Nanmu cursed with gritted teeth, and in his rage, sparks seemed to appear in his eyes again. As his emotions became more and more agitated, veins bulged on his thin face, which made Luo Yingtao both distressed and scared.
"How many times have I told you that no matter what my relationship with them is, we just need to make their money and put it in our own pockets. Why do you care about my relationship with them? I'm over 30 years old, why should I care about love? Is it interesting?"
Luo Yingtao understood Jiang Nanmu's feelings, but in order to save face and find a reasonable excuse for her immoral behavior, she tried to divert Jiang Nanmu's attention from the emotional perspective to the purpose of making money, so as to reduce his anger. After all, making money was her real purpose of using Si Mingda.
"In order to make money, you can abandon the bottom line of being a human being and sell out my dignity, including sleeping with Si Mingda?" Jiang Nanmu cursed at the top of his lungs, his voice a little hoarse.
"That's enough, Jiang Nanmu, you have to talk so disgustingly."
Jiang Nanmu directly exposed the relationship between Luo Yingtao and Si Mingda, which made her feel ashamed and angry. She could no longer hold back her temper that she had been suppressing for a long time.
"You can do it, so are you afraid of me telling you?" Jiang Nanmu's face was fierce, as if he wanted to dig out Luo Yingtao's heart to see how many despicable things she had done without telling him. After knowing each other for so many years, this was the first time that his behavior made Luo Yingtao feel scared.
"What did Wang Mudan say to you?" Luo Yingtao asked tremblingly.
Jiang Nanmu's emotions gradually calmed down. He glanced at the pale-faced Luo Yingtao and angrily scolded her, "They didn't ask me to repair the equipment today. Wang Mudan wanted to talk to me. She told me everything about your relationship. I don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. Why did you let me throw myself into the fire? Why did you want to make money from his family?"
"I?"
Luo Yingtao sat powerlessly in the chair like an eggplant hit by frost. Although she had been mentally prepared, she did not expect this day to come so soon. Today was Jiang Nanmu's third visit to Mingdan Company. Before she received the repair fee, Wang Muze revealed the truth. This was beyond her expectations.
Jiang Nanmu looked at the dazed Luo Yingtao and asked bitterly, "You admit the shameful thing you did, don't you? I've served your father and brother with all my heart and soul over the past few years, and this is how you repay me? Have you ever considered my feelings? I'm a man, not the coward you think I am. I have the dignity of a man."
Jiang Nanmu cursed so hard that his eyes almost popped out. He wanted to strangle Luo Yingtao to death to vent his hatred. In the secular concept, beautiful women are the root of trouble, but men just like to be deceived by "troublemakers". Simingda was like this, and Jiang Nanmu was no exception. At first, others avoided Luo Yingtao's family, but he was fascinated by Luo Yingtao's icy beauty. He gloated and thought he had picked up a great bargain, but he didn't know that such a cruel result was waiting for him.
Luo Yingtao was frightened by Jiang Nanmu's furious roar. She raised her head and glanced at her husband resentfully, whispering, "I beg you, please be quieter? Don't wake up our son."
Her voice was almost pleading. She knew she was wrong, but she absolutely did not want their marital conflict to affect their son's growth.
"Do you still have your son in your heart? If you really care about your son, you should focus on this family instead of flirting with your old lover." His wife did something that hurt his bottom line, which was like a thorn in Jiang Nanmu's heart. This feeling will never heal in his life.
"That's enough, Jiang Nanmu, don't be so harsh. I'm doing this not just to make more money, but also to let my son live in a new house as soon as possible. I don't want him to be looked down upon after he goes to school, do you understand?"
"For money, are you willing to sell your pride and send me to your ex-lover's company to be humiliated?"
Luo Yingtao felt heartbroken after being scolded by Jiang Nanmu. She felt like a walking corpse with no soul left. In fact, she didn't want to live like this, but if she didn't rely on Si Mingda, who else would help her?
After an awkward silence, she choked up and said, "Jiang Nanmu, I know this is all my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have been with Si Mingda, but please listen to me. I really had no choice but to take this path."
"Did Simingda hold a knife to your neck?"
No matter what excuses Luo Yingtao made, Jiang Nanmu could not forgive her. After all, the humiliation of being cuckolded was a lifelong stain, and he could not get over this psychological hurdle.
Luo Yingtao ignored Jiang Nanmu's questioning and continued, "You've lived in Nanyou City for so many years, you know how hard it is to make money and how cold people are. Judging from our current relationships, apart from Simingda, no one is willing to help us. If we only rely on the income from my small company and your salary, we don't know when we can afford to buy a house. To be honest, he has introduced me to many clients in the past two years and gives me some pocket money from time to time. Otherwise, how would I earn more than 40,000 yuan a month?"
"In your eyes, is money more important than face? Is it more priceless than my dignity?"
"You can call me shameless or disregard your dignity, but have you ever considered that if we don't buy a house in Nanyou City, our son won't be able to go to public school? The tuition for a good private school is very expensive, and we can't afford it. The teaching quality of the inferior private schools is very poor. Whether it's public or private, a school is also a small society. The teachers are the same. They will also be snobbish to children. They are much nicer to children from wealthy families. We only have one son. Do you have the heart to let him go through the hardships we once suffered?"
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