C102 (1/2)

The Tang Clan's villa was like a hornet's nest as the living room was in a mess with almost no place to step down.

Wei Jie was kneeling in the middle of the living room with a dejected expression on his face. His hair was disheveled as he sat on the sofa.

”Little Jun, hurry up and think of a way. This … ”These two companies are our lifeblood. Once we destroy them, we won't even have the capital to make a comeback.”

Wei Jie looked at Tang Zijun, his sinister look instantly replaced by pain.

That day, after being scolded by Tang Zijun, he had originally wanted to escape with his money. But who knew that that night, he had received news that all the contracts in that small company in S City had all been unilaterally cancelled by the partners.

He had originally wanted to return to the villa to teach Tang Zijun a lesson and also take some benefits from her. He didn't expect that not only would his small company have problems, even Tang Zijun's Tang clan would also face the same crisis.

”At this time, what do you want me to do? It's all because of a useless trash like you. If you had been waiting there the entire time, you would have let that damned girl escape and brought this disaster, Song Qiting, over. ”

Tang Zijun was like a crazy woman as she angrily pointed at Wei Jie. She was really regretting her decision now.

”I... I never thought that Song Qiting would interfere with this matter. It's all's fault, it's Wang Jianguo, this trash, for not being able to take care of Tang Zhen under those circumstances. Now, not only have he lost his life, he has also implicated us. ”

It had to be said that Wang Jianguo was so unreliable, even if he was beaten to death, he would not take this move. Now that the fox did not play, and had instead provoked a body of horse-flea, Song Qiting had personally said these fierce words in the industry, and it was likely that there would be no one who would work with them in the future.

His eyes turned sinister, as if he had a good idea. He crawled over to Tang Zijun's feet.

”Xiao Jun, Xiao Jun, listen to me, we are not finished yet. Why do you think Song Qiting did this to us?”

Wei Jie said excitedly, he was as though he was grabbing onto the last straw of hope, his crafty eyes were filled with joy.

How could he forget that as long as Tang Zhen was still in their hands, he was afraid that Song Qiting would not let them off scot-free.

”You mean?” However, in the next second her smile immediately disappeared, and she flung off the corner of her clothes that had been grabbed by Wei Jie, ”If you want me to beg that bitch Tang Zhen, that's impossible, even if I die, I won't beg her.”

said angrily. Not only did her hatred towards Tang Zhen not lessen after all these years, she also felt that Tang Zhen was more and more like that woman. She hated him even more, and wished that she could dig out her bones and drink her blood.

”I beg, I beg. Little Jun, since there's still a mountain left, there's nothing to be afraid of. Just wait for me to call Tang Zhen right now.”

Wei Jie said, he quickly got up and ran to the side of the phone, but before he could make a call, he was stopped by a cold voice.

”No need to fight, I'm right here.”

With that, Tang Zhen walked into the living room.

The living room was in a mess, there was no place to stop. Tang Zhen snorted, and then stood by the door, as if he wanted to walk in again.

”Little Zhe, you're back. The house is a bit messy, Sister Li, why aren't you moving a chair over to the Miss.”

When Wei Jie turned around and saw Tang Zhen, a bunch of wrinkles appeared on his already wrinkled face.

When Sis Li heard Wei Jie's shouts, she quickly came out of the kitchen. Her arm was still bandaged up, it was what Tang Zijun burned that day.