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Tong Le shouted back, "You can say it a thousand times, but I still won't believe you! Take your little tricks and go deceive Lan Qingqing instead! You two are a perfect match, just like rotten fish and shrimp! It's perfect that I'm divorcing you, you two worthless people!"
Ke Wenjie was surprised; he didn't expect Tong Le to be so good at cursing. He wondered if she had just learned it or if she had always been like this.
Tong Le urged him, "What do you want from me? If you don't say it, then get lost!"
Ke Wenjie steeled himself and spoke up, "Give me three million. Consider it compensation for the divorce. I've already given up on you and Zong Zeyu, so you should compensate me."
Tong Le found it amusing but was curious about why Ke Wenjie wanted three million. "Three million? What do you need that for?"
He replied bluntly, "Lan Qingqing has turned against me. If I don't give her three million, she'll terminate the pregnancy. Out of love for the child and my compassion, I want to keep this unborn child. I'll raise it myself if I can just give her the money."
Tong Le said, "Are you sure the child is yours? Do you have that much confidence in her? And why should I believe you? What if you and Lan Qingqing are in cahoots to scam me? Over the years, both of you have spent plenty of my Tong Family's money!"
Ke Wenjie wanted to argue back but lost his confidence. He couldn't trust Lan Qingqing anymore. He had once believed that Tong Le would never cheat on him, yet here they were—Tong Le had cheated with Zong Zeyu!
"I’m not lying to you," he insisted. "I could never team up with Lan Qingqing to deceive you! Right now, I'm out of money, and she has disappeared without a trace! If you give me three million, I can buy back her child. You can consider it helping me out; after that, we’ll be even."
Tong Le laughed and said, "Why should I give you three million? I’m not even asking you for money; how can you have the nerve to ask me?"
Ke Wenjie suppressed his emotions. "Can you bear to see my child killed by Lan Qingqing? And if you don’t help me now, when your own child is born and turns out to be mine instead of Zong Zeyu’s, what will you do then? You’ll come looking for me to acknowledge this child! Helping me now is just leaving yourself a way out! If your child turns out to be mine, I will also acknowledge it!"
Tong Le burst into laughter. "Let me tell you now: I'm not pregnant at all! Are you going to be furious?"
Ke Wenjie froze. He looked at Tong Le's flat stomach; she even tightened her shirt on purpose. Her belly was as flat as could be, with beautiful curves that were anything but pregnant!
He pointed at her stomach. "You... you're lying to me?"
Tong Le smiled back at him. "Aren't you lying to me too? But I'm not as foolish as Lan Qingqing to let myself get played and end up really pregnant—with a child from someone like you! Honestly, don't bother asking Lan Qingqing for that three million; people like you two shouldn't be parents anyway. What kind of good children could come from such parents? You’d only bring chaos to society and create more criminals!"
Ke Wenjie collapsed in an instant. He realized Tong Le had been deceiving him from the start. His mind felt more tangled than ever; he felt like a clown being toyed with by Tong Le when he had just been regretting the divorce downstairs!
He pointed at Tong Le's face. "You! You're something else! Tong Le, just wait; one day I'll make you regret everything you've done to me!"
As Ke Wenjie left Tongshan Real Estate Company, Jiang Zhichao rushed into the office, looking worried. "Sister, are you okay?"
Tong Le shook her head. "I'm fine; it's just a small matter—I'm used to it by now."
Jiang Zhichao suggested mischievously, "How about I get a bucket of dirty water and dump it on him when he walks out of the building? Soak him in filthy water!"
"Forget about him," Tong Le replied. "He's at his wit's end now—desperate people make reckless decisions. He’s no longer qualified to be our opponent."
At that moment, someone outside the office began shouting.
Jiang Zhichao rushed over upon hearing the sound; it was the delivery from Furniture City. After inquiring, he hurried back to Tong Le's office and reported, "Sister, Zong Zong really bought a big sofa from Furniture City. It's already been delivered upstairs. Zong Zong is serious about this; she’s treating your office like a dormitory!"
Si Lou Xia was furious. Ke Wenjie was at his wit's end, not knowing whom to ask for the three million. After thinking it over, he could only turn to Hua Rongxiao. However, she had told him not to contact her unless she called him first.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn’t even dare to make a simple phone call. What was the point of living anymore? In his frustration, he dialed Hua Rongxiao.
The call connected, and on the other end, Hua Rongxiao's voice questioned him sharply, "Didn't I tell you not to call me unless I reach out first?"
Ke Wenjie panted heavily, "So now I can't even call you? Well, let me inform you that I'm planning to die! Can I call you now?"
Hua Rongxiao teased him lightly, "What’s wrong with you? You’re acting like a child throwing a tantrum. Who bullied you? Tong Le? Or Lan Qingqing? Those two frail women can’t possibly have gotten you this worked up?"
She continued, "Where are you now? I'll come find you."
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