Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

Hearing Tang Zixuan's words, Fang min's mood broke out. She stood up excitedly and shouted, "what do you mean now? Shall we sell the house to pay back? Where do we live without a house? What about me and my son? The house cannot be sold. "

"Mom, the house will be mortgaged by the bank. We can't help but sell it."

"No... can't sell!" Fang min cried out of control and fell to the ground again. His voice was hoarse and tore at Tang Shoucheng in a daze. "Shoucheng, you talk. You should have a way to save it, shouldn't you? You said we could start over, didn't we? You talk, Tang Shoucheng, you talk!! You promised me to live a rich wife's life, but now? You liar, liar, I've been ruined by you all my life. You can pay me back with whatever you take!! "

Tang Shoucheng never had the slightest reaction, but it seemed that he was ten years old in an instant.

The cry in her ear lingered like a nightmare. Qianxia couldn't help but feel it. Her tightened fingers pinched the palm of her hand. The sharp pain made her recover a little calm. Shuer thought of a man. She raised her frightened eyes and asked softly, "where's my sister and brother-in-law?"

Tang Zixuan looked back in a daze and kept shaking her head, "I don't know. He has gone abroad, and I can't contact him... But even if he comes back now, he can't save the company, he can't save..."

Qianxia was shocked and suddenly thought of what ye Shengyan said to himself, "I'll decide for you and punish those who have bullied you."“ I've prepared a surprise present for you. " At that time, she didn't realize to connect the two things, but now she wants to come, but it's a very coincidence.

A moment of trembling and shock made her eyes wide open. She realized that it was because of her?

Because she was wronged, because he wanted to punish Tang Shoucheng, but before that, her deal with him was to protect Tang's company, but now he let Tang go bankrupt for her.

How did this happen? How should she face this' surprise 'gift?

Time seemed to solidify. At night, the afterglow spread all over the room through the French window, but the depression in the air did not decrease.

In the living room, Tang Shoucheng, who had lost his soul, still sat decadent on the ground. The telephone on the table kept vibrating. He ignored it. His cracked lips almost silently repeated a few words.