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On the other end of the phone, Tong Le's hurried voice echoed as she rushed to the safety corridor. She didn't quite catch what Zong Zeyu had said and quickly responded, "Huh? What restaurant? What's the specialty? If you want to eat there, this time it has to be my treat!"
Zong Zeyu couldn't help but chuckle. He was very pleased with Tong Le's response; it was only with him that her mind seemed to function normally—greedy for food, adorable, and relaxed. Only when Tong Le called him did her thoughts revolve solely around eating and drinking, completely free from worldly concerns.
Even Hou Yi on the other side was taken aback. Initially, he had been trying hard to suppress his emotions and not go insane, but hearing Tong Le behave so differently in front of Zong Zeyu made him want to explode. He was losing it!
Hou Yi shouted at Zong Zeyu's phone, "You just told me you’d get a billion if you divorced! Now all you can think about is food! Are you a pig or what?!"
On the line, Tong Le was momentarily stunned before retorting, "What are you yelling about? Is having a loud voice something to be proud of? I haven't even asked you why you drove into Zong Zeyu! You should be reported to the police and sent to a mental hospital for research! Extreme mania! Delusional disorder! You go crazy at the slightest disagreement!"
Zong Zeyu was also taken aback; he hadn't expected his wife to be so fierce when cursing at someone.
Suddenly, Hou Yi stood up, disregarding everything else. He snatched Zong Zeyu's phone and began to argue with Tong Le on the line. "Didn't you want a billion? I just got it from Zong Zeyu! He said he'd give it to you! You better divorce right now! If you don’t, you're a dog! You're just trying to fool me!"
Tong Le refused to back down. "So you can't understand human language? You’re ordering me to divorce, right? Since it's your command, I'm asking for a billion! Just give me a billion, and I’ll immediately take Ke Wenjie to the civil affairs bureau and force him to divorce! If it's Zong Zeyu ordering me, I only need one dollar! One dollar! Got it?!"
Hou Yi heard "one dollar" instead of a billion or even millions and felt like he could blow up the entire Zong Group building in frustration!
He instinctively wanted to throw the phone away, but Zong Zeyu quickly reminded him, "Dude, that's my phone; if you're going to throw something, throw your own."
Hou Yi held back his anger and gritted his teeth as he spoke into the phone. "Tong Le, I'll give you one more chance—organize your words!"
On the other end, Tong Le shot back defiantly. "Zong Zeyu! Do you need me to divorce right now? Transfer me one dollar on WeChat, and I’ll take Ke Wenjie to the civil affairs bureau right now just to show Hou Yi!"
Zong Zeyu couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. In front of his rival, he felt so favored by his wife; the difference between a billion and one dollar was clear without needing further explanation.
A hint of pride appeared on Zong Zeyu's face as he spoke into the phone. "No need for that, my wife. You can divorce whenever you want; just do what makes you happy."
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