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Ke Wenjie furrowed his brow, nervously adjusting his glasses. He still hadn’t figured out how to explain himself and could only blame his earlier slip of the tongue on his impatience.
Zhang Huizhi, not wanting her son to feel embarrassed, straightened her back and placed her hands on her hips, attempting to assert pressure on Tong Le. "What are you shouting for? As your mother, is it wrong for me to manage your finances? The money from selling the house should be given to me! You young people can’t handle money; I’ll take care of it for you. Is there a problem with that? Besides, Ke Wenjie didn’t tell you about the additional ten million because he was afraid you wouldn’t appreciate the value of hard work! Both Ke Wenjie and I are doing this for you! We’re worried that knowing how much money is in the family will make you arrogant!"
Zhang Huizhi lifted her chin, thinking she could dominate Tong Le with her presence as she had in the past. Regardless of whether her words made sense, she believed that if she yelled first, Tong Le would back down. But this time, it was completely different.
Tong Le took a step toward Zhang Huizhi, her eyes filled with defiance. "How dare you call our family’s money 'dirty money'? That’s the hard-earned money left by my parents! That money should be in the company account for operations! Why has it all ended up in your account? And how can you have the audacity to say you’re managing my finances? That was my house! I sold it for ten million! It was left to me by my parents! It’s my money! And let’s not forget, do you even know how to manage finances? You were scammed out of twenty million in just two days! You’re more dangerous than a financial fraudster! No matter how cautious one is, a family thief is hard to guard against!"
Zhang Huizhi's anger flared up instantly. She jumped up, ready to hit Tong Le. "Who are you calling a family thief? Who are you calling a family thief? You married my son! Your life belongs to the Ke Family! Not to mention your house and money! You’re just a woman without status! You have no right to manage finances!"
As Zhang Huizhi lunged at Tong Le, Tong Le secretly hoped she would strike. They were in the police station's main hall; a live broadcast of domestic violence would be irrefutable evidence. Unfortunately, Ke Wenjie was alert and quickly pulled Zhang Huizhi away, scolding her with disgust. "This is the police station! Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Zhang Huizhi was yanked aside, gasping for breath.
Ke Wenjie stood there with a grave expression; the situation had escalated far beyond his expectations, and now even Tong Le was turning against him.
Tong Le adjusted her collar and stood before Ke Wenjie, questioning him directly. "Is this really how you think? That since I married you, my life belongs to you? That Tongshan Real Estate is your personal property? Ke Wenjie, how did I not notice before that you have such deep schemes? You’re even wary of me? Do you understand where everything you've gained comes from? You took money that should have been in the company account and gave it to your mother? You gave her the money from selling the house too—do you really think she’ll manage it wisely for you? And by the way, you've never mentioned any of this to me! Are you planning on getting a divorce, Ke Wenjie? Preparing early by transferring all marital assets so I won’t get a single cent?"
Ke Wenjie’s explanations were weak. "I never thought like that. I just moved some funds from our surplus for other investments; my intention was to strengthen Tongshan Real Estate!"
Tong Le scoffed. "Do you think I’m so foolish that I don’t even know one plus one equals two? Ke Wenjie, do you realize that transferring funds like this is risky? Are you sure all your procedures are compliant?"
Ke Wenjie took a deep breath and reached out to hold Tong Le's shoulder. She instinctively stepped back coldly. "I want to audit everything—every account related to Tongshan Real Estate—I want a third party involved."
Ke Wenjie's face turned anxious. "You’re overthinking it, Tong Le! I haven’t transferred any assets! I don’t want a divorce; don’t you understand my feelings for you? We are husband and wife! We are one entity; how could I have such vile thoughts about you? And you're pregnant—everything I do is for our future!"
Tong Le had long since become numb to Ke Wenjie's words—his off-topic explanations and deliberate emotional appeals were just tactics he used repeatedly to manipulate her and brainwash her. She was immune now.
Tong Le pulled out her phone and called Dao Wen. When the call connected, she said, "Sister Wen, please help me contact a reliable third-party firm; I need to audit Tongshan Real Estate's accounts."
At that moment, Ke Wenjie seized Tong Le's phone from her hand, thinking he could persuade Dao Wen on the other end of the line.
"Dao Wen," he said politely. "This is Ke Wenjie. Tong Le is just saying things out of anger; don’t take it seriously. I’ll calm her down shortly."
Unfortunately for him, Dao Wen on the other end showed no respect for Ke Wenjie.
"You two need to resolve your issues yourselves," Dao Wen replied firmly. "I must follow through on what my sister asked me to do." Then she hung up.
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