Tyrant Son-in-law

However, Mo Xiaomo didn't think so. She felt as if she had been cheated. Why couldn't Hu Yiming finish his sentence at one go? Why did he pause in the middle?    

At this moment, Mo Xiaomo had completely forgotten that she was the one who had taken the contract. No matter what, she had to sign it.    

"What's your account number? I'll transfer the deposit to you."    

Mo Xiaomo subconsciously told him her account number. Hu Yiming smiled and took out his phone. Soon after, Mo Xiaomo received the receipt.    

"About that, I feel that I might not be able to take on such a big responsibility!" Mo Xiaomo said as she swallowed her saliva.    

"Alright dad, according to the contract, you have to spend 10 times the amount of money with me, that's 10 million. Return the 200,000 first, the remaining 9.8 million, you can give it to me after you have money."    

"Why don't you just rob the bank? Aren't you afraid that my father will tell your brother about your plan?"    

Hu Yiming shrugged, not caring at all: "According to my understanding of him, he will probably believe your words."    

"If you don't want your lie to fail, hurry up and give me the contract. I'll just treat the two hundred thousand as the spiritual compensation fee. We'll pretend that we've never seen it in the future."    

"You are so naive. My third brother will believe your words, but you are someone I used to take advantage of. He will not let you go, as he wants to humiliate me."    

"What humiliation?"    

"It's possible to sell you to some underground place or other."    

Mo Xiaomo felt goosebumps all over her body. She hated Hu Yiming to death now.    

"Aiya, don't be so pessimistic. I'll give you another nine million. As long as you help me complete my plan, I'll give you ten million." Hu Yiming said.    

Only then did Mo Xiaomo's face look better. 10 million was enough for her to live for a long time in Shang Jing's Sale Pit.    

Mo Xiaomo, who was greedy for money, subconsciously ignored the danger level of this matter. She gritted her teeth and said, "You can't lie to me. Otherwise, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."    

"Don't worry."    

Hu Yiming originally had some hesitation towards Mo Xiaomo as a candidate, but now he felt that Mo Xiaomo was very suitable.    

A few days later, in the Hu's headquarters, a woman in tattered clothing, but with exceptionally bright eyes, was lying on the grass.    

A long Lincoln slowly drove over and stopped at the entrance of Hu's headquarters.    

A few men in black suits and sunglasses stepped out of the car and opened the back door.    

He saw a young man with a face that looked very similar to Hu Yiming walk out of the car.    

Although he had seen Hu Lei on TV and in the newspapers, the person in front of him seemed to be even better looking than the person on TV.    

Mo Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief and rushed towards Hu Lei.    

However, before she could get close, the bodyguards beside Hu Lei grabbed her and pressed her down to the ground. They didn't have the slightest intention of showing tender affection for her.    

Mo Xiaomo felt that her arm was about to break.    

At the same time, a large group of reporters ran over with cameras and microphones.    

Hu Lei's expression slightly darkened. It was obvious that he had been set up by someone. He quickly walked forward and wanted to enter the nurse.    

However, Mo Xiaomo took out a needle filled with chili concoction and stabbed the bodyguard's hand when he wasn't paying attention. The bodyguard then released him from the pain.    

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Xiaomo ran to Hu Lei's side and hugged him tightly. Tears flowed down her cheeks and she said with a sorrowful expression, "Lei Lei, my child is gone. I can't leave you behind."    

The reporters were pressing on the shutter faster and faster. This was a big deal.    

"I don't know you at all. Who sent you?" Hu Lei said with a dark face. If it wasn't for so many reporters, he would have kicked this woman away already.    

Mo Xiaomo was still rubbing her tears and mucus onto Hu Lei's pants.    

The veins on Hu Lei's head popped up. He resisted the urge to kick the woman away and said: "Get up."    

Mo Xiaomo not only didn't get up, but cried even louder as she hugged Hu Lei's leg tighter, "I don't want it, once I let go of you, you will leave and I will never see you again. Lei Lei, I really love you, to love you, I can even give up on a child."    

He said it with full of sincerity. If Hu Lei wasn't a client, he would have been tricked by Mo Xiaomo.    

But the reporter didn't care about that. The interested journalist actually opened his phone recklessly and started the live broadcast. However, his phone was quickly snatched away by Hu Lei's bodyguard.    

Hu Yiming, who was not far away, had been monitoring the situation with his binoculars. Although he couldn't hear anything, he could tell that Hu Lei must be in a very irritable mood.    

With so many reporters there, Hu Lei couldn't make a move against Mo Xiaomo.    

He could only watch helplessly as Mo Xiaomo hugged his leg and spoke nonsense.    

"Lei Lei, I'll be obedient from now on. Don't leave me, okay? I promise I'll let you beat me up or scold me. I promise I won't say anything more."    

The way the reporter looked at Hu Lei changed. He looked at Hu Lei with disdain. He never expected Hu Lei to have the hobby of beating women.    

Just when Hu Lei couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take this woman away to teach her a lesson without caring about his face anymore …    

Mo Xiaomo seemed to sense something and let go of Hu Lei's leg. She wiped the tears on her face while sobbing and said, "I know you dislike me, but I really love you, so I won't make things difficult for you."    

Mo Xiaomo then stood up, crawled out of the reporter's encirclement, and ran out in a hurry.    

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Chase after him!" Hu Lei growled.    

The bodyguard quickly chased after Mo Xiaomo, but she was long gone.    

At this moment, Mo Xiaomo was breathing heavily as she sat in the backseat. The one sitting in front was Hu Yiming.    

"You don't even know how Hu Lei looked at me like he wanted to eat me. I don't listen to you, you have to give me more money."    

Hu Yiming transferred another 100,000 yuan to Mo Xiaomo with his phone. The 300,000 yuan was all given to Mo Xiaomo after Hu Yiming covered his hands for a while.    

It seemed like it was time to exchange feelings with Hee Shuhuan.    

After turning a space over, Hu Yiming put Mo Xiaomo down and told her some things before driving to the bar.    

At this moment, Hee Shuhuan wasn't in the bar, but the manager of the bar recognized Hu Yiming and immediately felt that something was wrong.    

"Sir, our bar is not open during the day." The manager licked his lips and said with a smile.    

Hu Yiming found a place to sit down: "It's fine, I'm looking for your boss, where did he go?"