Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily Chapter 88

Chapter 88: I’m not selling fake goods

Translator: 549690339

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“Not only did you make me lose face, but you also made me a laughingstock. I’m so f * cking unlucky that I actually believed the words of a stinky woman like you!”

“Hurry up and return my money to me. You’ll have to compensate me for my reputation and mental damage. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite. When I get angry, I’m a person who can kill.”

Immediately, a series of crackling sounds came from the room.

An old woman’s voice pleaded in a low voice, ” “I beg you, please stop rummaging and smashing it. That thing is real. I didn’t want to sell it to you. You snatched it from me. Since you don’t want it anymore, you can return that thing to me. I’ll try to get the money back and I’ll give it to you.”

“How much f * cking money are you going to pay me? a thousand dollars? Is a thousand Yuan enough? You have to compensate me for my reputation and emotional damage. “You have to give me at least 10000 Yuan, or I’ll smash everything in your house and the old man on the bed,” the man scolded fiercely.

The woman was helpless and asked in a trembling voice, ” “Reputation fee? Emotional damage? Ten thousand Yuan? Yingluo, you guys are playing hoodlums. Yingluo, are you guys blatantly robbing us?”

“You’re not giving it to me? “If you don’t give it to me, I’ll f * cking smash it now! Brothers, do it!” The man ordered loudly.

His voice was so loud that all the neighbors in the neighborhood heard him, but no one came to help. Everyone hid in their houses, not daring to show their heads.

Wen Muchu’s eyes were burning with anger. He put down the basket and rolled up his t-shirt sleeves, revealing his wheat-colored muscles. He clenched his fists and was about to rush in.

The basketball referee quickly grabbed his arm. “Don’t be impulsive. They have a lot of people. If they fight, you won’t be able to gain any advantage. Since they want money, we’ll act according to the situation.”

Wen Muchu was also anxious. He turned his head and glanced at Lan Jing, but did not say anything.

He pushed the door open and walked into the house with a murderous aura.

Lan Xiao endured the pain in her ankle and followed him into the house.

The room was a mess. A few tall men stood in the room, blocking some of the light. Each of them looked fierce as they looked around, making the whole room a mess.

The three of them stood in front of a bedroom. Opposite them was a woman in her fifties with half-white hair on her temples. This person should be Wen Muchu’s adoptive mother.

She stretched out her arms and trembled as she blocked the group of people from entering.

“This is my son’s room. You can’t enter or turn it over, or I’ll fight you to the death.”

A teenage girl stood behind him, her eyes red from crying. She also choked and shouted, ” you guys are such bullies. You’re blatantly snatching money.

“Yingluo said that we stole money, so why don’t you dare to call the police? You should call the police. If you do, your mother will be the first one to be caught. She sold a fake to me. She’ll have to go to jail.” A man with dyed blonde hair and dressed like a hooligan in a flowery shirt laughed.

I didn’t sell fake goods. They’re not fake. Besides, I didn’t intend to sell them to you. You’re the ones who snatched my things, Yingluo, ” mother Wen was furious and tried to explain through gritted teeth.

“We gave you a thousand Yuan and you accepted it. How can this be considered robbery? Alright, stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and give me ten thousand Yuan, or I’ll smash your house.” The man waved his sandbag-sized fist and threatened fiercely.

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