My Empress is My Bad Girl

Wan Mei was surprised when she saw it, and was very happy: "Not bad, I always think that Xiaojing's messy things are useless, so I can still make money."

"That little bastard, huh, I have to admit that he looks like a little white face." Wang Dalei curled his lips. "With such a face, in the future, finding a rich lady to eat soft rice is better than studying hard?"

Wan Mei whispered: "This is not good, but reading is more serious."

"Long hair, short knowledge!" Wang Dalei scolded, "Look at this Internet, the little **** is hot, and his photos and videos are everywhere. If this is the future..."

He rolled his eyes, sat up, put his arm around Wan Mei's shoulder, and smiled: "Wife, where is Xiaojing now?"

"Maybe I live outside." Wan Mei kept an eye on her, and didn't say the name of the hotel.

But this did not dispel Wang Dalei's thoughts.

He rubbed his hands and said, "In the future, we will shoot videos, especially for Xiaojing. Then we have to make money for the old nose!"

Wan Mei frowned: "How can I make any money?"

"Why don't you understand anything? Look at these small videos on the Internet. Old and old women in the countryside who don't understand farts can sell ugly fans and bring goods live. Just look like Xiaojing, if you also send videos, If we start a live broadcast, should we still worry about the money?"

Wan Mei felt that this was not good, so she shook her head, "I'm going to take the entrance exam in one month. Let him study hard, don't fix these useless."

"What's useless? Why did you let him study? Not to make money in the future? Even if he is admitted to university and finds a job after graduation, how much money can he have in a month? Don't take advantage of his current interest in making money quickly, Isn't that a big fool?"

"Hey, let's talk about it later, wait until he finishes the exam. Don't toss it." Wan Mei repeatedly refused.

At this moment someone knocked on the door.

Wan Mei went over to open the door and saw several people standing by the door.

"You are…"

"Oh, I'm here to collect the rent." One of the men said.

Wan Mei was stunned: "What kind of rent is charged? This is my own house! It was at night, did you go to the wrong door?"

The man accurately stated the address and floor number, and at the same time showed a photo of the real estate certificate: "Now this house is mine, and the monthly rent is two thousand five thousand. You have already owed me half a year's rent. If you don't pay it, then Move things and roll."

Wan Mei stared at the real estate certificate for a long time, then suddenly went crazy and turned around and shouted, "Wang Dalei, you come out for me, what's the matter? Why did my house become someone else's?"

Wang Dalei walked out carelessly with a cigarette in his mouth: "Oh, I was a little tight during the New Year, so I sold the house."

Wan Mei roared, "Why do you sell my house?"

"Your house? Did you forget that after we got the certificate, you added my name to the house? This is the common property of our husband and wife, and I have the right to dispose of it!"

Wan Mei's eyes turned red, and she rushed over to tear him, and cursed as she tugged, "That's the house Xiaojing's father left. It will be given to Xiaojing in the future. Why are you selling it and why? You bastard, bastard! You! Return the house to me!"

She is not as strong as Wang Dalei, and she has been accustomed to being beaten all year round.

Wang Dalei hit her to the ground in twos, spitting, and said coldly: "I have sold the house. What can you do?"

Wan Mei cried and slapped the ground with a disheveled hair: "Where's the money, bring the money!"