128 CEO, Young Madam Transferred Eight Million and One Hundred Dollars. The 100 Dollars Is Your Tip (2/2)
Thinking of how he had visited her mother regularly for the past three years, he felt like a kept husband, pining away for his wife while she played around outside. F**k!
He had not settled things with her yet!
”Go and find out who it is. I need to know which scum is screwing around with my woman!”
Bei Chuan had been with Fu Qinglun for many years. This was his first time seeing the man lose control like this. Being the heir of such a reputable family, he knew how to control his emotions. However after meeting Lin Shiyu, he had completely changed.
”Yes, CEO.”
”She still has also not returned the 8 million. If she does not return it by today, throw her mother out of the hospital. Blacklist her and spread the word that all the hospitals in Karghalik cannot take in her mother. If she comes and begs me, I'll be in the villa—”
”CEO,” Beichen interrupted him, ”Young Madam has already returned the eight million.”
Fu Qinglun's tall body stiffened as he turned around, his dark eyes incredulous. ”What did you say?”
It wasn't possible that Lin Shiyu had the ability to return the eight million. All along, he had sent people to investigate her comings and goings. If she did not borrow money from her best friend, where did she get the money from?
Did the man outside give it to her?
”CEO, Young Madam transferred the money over this morning. Moreover, she transferred eight million and one hundred dollars.
One hundred dollars extra.
”What did you say?”
”Young Madam said that since the both of you have divorced and you want to settle things with her, then it would be best to settle the incident that happened that night. The extra hundred dollars is… is your tip…”
Fu Qinglun's handsome face spasmed. What the hell was she saying?
A hundred bucks as a tip. Did she think he was a male prostitute?
He chuckled grimly, his thin lips exuding a angry arch and said, ”Tell her that a hundred dollars as a tip is too little.”
She had almost killed him from exhaustion that night. How could she have the conscience to give him a mere one hundred dollars?
Bei Chuan looked like he was about to cry. He stuttered, ”C-CEO, Young Madam already expected that you would feel it was too little. She left a message to you saying… your skills are really bad.You're at most worth this hundred dollars. Nothing more.”
”…”
The handsome face of Fu Qinglun turned pale. That darned woman.
”Prepare a plane for me, I need to return immediately. Find out where she got the eight million from. I need to know which scum of a man gave it to her!”
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Hearing the engaged sound from the other end of the line, Huo Beichen felt a twinge of irritation and shoved his cell phone back into his trouser pocket. He could only imagine the fury on Brother Qinglun's face.
He suddenly felt bored and restless. Ever since Lin Shiyu had returned, Brother Qinglun would not drink with him anymore. He was so happy when Second Brother finally asked him out to drink yesterday. However, by the time he reached the bar, Second Brother only drank by himself. It was no fun at all. When he had suggested calling a few girls in, Second Brother had only rolled his eyes.
He really did not understand Second Brother. Lu Qier was so devoted towards him, yet he showed no interest in her at all. Instead, he fancied Tang Mo'er, that little wild cat, who only knew how to throw tantrums at him. What was so good about her?