After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 568 I don’t have this obligation
Seeing Zhuo Xuan who suddenly appeared, Yu Jinwen's brows furrowed heavily and his expression became cold.

Nan Song stood behind Yu Jinwen, leaning in his arms, looking at Zhuo Xuan who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes slightly lowered, and then raised a little higher.

Looking at her like this, it was obvious that she had been taught a lesson. Who could do this for God?
She raised her eyes and took a look, and saw a truck parked on the side of the road not far away. Several people who looked like bad birds were leaning on the car, with cigarettes in their mouths, looking at this side eagerly. They looked like they were coming. Fierce...Nan Song suddenly understood. Looking at this posture, it must be someone who was forced to pay debts and was desperate.

"Brother Jin..." When Zhuo Xuan saw Yu Jinwen, it was like seeing a life-saving straw. She knelt down and walked a few steps towards him, crying: "I really have no choice. My father owed a lot of debts during his lifetime." , those loan lenders came to my door and forced me to pay back, and if I didn’t pay back, they would beat me, ugh...what does this have to do with me?”

Yu Jinwen said coldly and unceremoniously, "What does this have to do with me?"

Zhuo Xuan was choked by him and took a few steps forward. "If I don't pay back the money, they will sell me to a nightclub and make me sell myself to pay off the debt. Brother Jin, there is no other way I can do it." I will come to you. My father died as soon as I returned to China, and my aunt also went in. I am desperate. If you don’t help me, I will only die. I have followed you at least, please remember it when we were young. Out of love for growing up together, please help me this time! It’s just 500 million, just 500 million!”

"Your family's debt has nothing to do with me. I have no obligation to help you."

Yu Jinwen didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he held Nan Song in his arms and walked towards the car. Zhuo Xuan immediately got up and followed, "Brother Jin..."

He Zhao received the signal from Yu Jinwen and stopped Zhuo Xuan.

"Miss Zhuo, please respect yourself."

Zhuo Xuan said angrily: "Go away! Who the hell do you think you are, how dare you stop me?!"

"I'm so sorry. In Mr. Yu's eyes, you are nothing but shit. Please leave here, or I will call the police."

"Brother Jin..." Zhuo Xuan was still shouting at the top of her lungs.

After getting in the car, Nan Song looked at Zhuo Xuan yelling at the top of his voice outside the car window and sighed softly.

This woman is really like a piece of bullshit plaster, her ghost lingers, she sticks to her body and cannot be peeled off, and has no other use than annoying people.

In terms of the number of paragraphs, Zhuo Xuan cannot keep up with Zhuo Yue, but in terms of thick-skinnedness, she is really better than her predecessor.

When Yu Jinwen heard Nan Song sigh, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he turned his head to look at her, "Xiao Song..."

Just as he was about to speak, Nan Song said: "The debt collector is here."

Immediately afterwards, someone knocked on the car window. When Yu Jinwen turned his head, he saw a burly man standing outside, gesturing for him to pull down the window.

He Zhao was trapped by their people, and Zhuo Xuan stood with them, with no loss of heart.

He looked at Yu Jinwen blankly.

Yu Jinwen pulled down the car window and didn't even glance in Zhuo Xuan's direction. He only looked at the tall man outside the window, "Is something wrong?"

The big man pointed at Zhuo Xuan: "Her father Zhuo Zhengyao owes our company 500 million. The girl named Zhuo said that it is up to you to pay back the money."

Yu Jinwen looked cold and said, "I have nothing to do with the Zhuo family. Even if I do, it's just a holiday. I have no obligation to pay them back."

"clear."

The big man didn't seem angry at all, he just smiled evilly, took out the cigarette case, nodded it on his hand, and put it in his mouth, "We have been collecting debts outside all year round, and we have found ten creditors, and ten of them are like this." He said, but the money that should be paid must still be paid back, either you pay it back or she pays it back, it has to be paid back."

Just as he was about to take out his lighter and light the cigarette, he felt a numbness in his mouth, and suddenly the lighter was in Yu Jinwen's hand.

Yu Jinwen held the lighter, raised his eyes, his pupils were not warm at all, and the burly man he was staring at unconsciously left the car and stood up straighter.

"I'll go down first." Yu Jinwen turned to Nan Song and said.Nan Song stared at him for a few seconds, without much expression on his face, and nodded lightly, "Okay."

Yu Jinwen pushed open the car door, and Zhuo Xuan seemed to see hope, almost crying with joy, "Brother Jin, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone!"

However, as soon as she shouted this, she saw Yu Jinwen walking straight in the other direction and pulling He Zhao out from the group of thugs collecting debts.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone, he got into the car with He Zhao, completely ignoring Zhuo Xuan.

"Drive." Yu Jinwen rolled up the window and the car drove away quickly. The thugs reacted and tried to catch up but couldn't.

"Grass!"

A thug with dyed red hair threw the stick out of his hand in anger, touched his head irritably, turned around and gave Zhuo Xuan a big-eared melon seed.

"Ah!" Zhuo Xuan was slapped to the ground by him, and her already red face suddenly became even more swollen. She was so painful that her eyesight went black, and she fell to the ground unable to get up for a long time.

Hongmao grabbed her hair and pulled her up, "Didn't you say that Yu Jinwen is your old friend? Are you fucking lying to me?"

"No, no, I didn't lie to you. I really had a relationship with him, and I am his ex-girlfriend!"

"Fart! Can Yu Jinwen like you? You don't even urinate and show your face. How can you compare with my current girlfriend? It's like heaven and earth!"

Hong Mao said and slapped Zhuo Xuan again. Zhuo Xuan's cheek muscles trembled and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

She only felt that this slap was from Nan Song. It not only hit her face, but also hit her heart, making her taste humiliation.

Zhuo Xuan smiled coldly, "I can't compare with Nan Song. She is the eldest lady of the Nan Group and Yu Jinwen's sweetheart. Don't you want money? Go to her. She has a lot of money! Don't say that. She can take out 500 million or [-] million, it depends on whether you have the ability to get it out of her hands."

"What the hell..." Hong Mao raised his hand again, but was stopped by the sturdy man, who frowned and said, "Stop it, how can you sell it if your face is bruised?"

The big man put the cigarette in his mouth again, and the boy next to him eagerly came up to help him light the cigarette.

"Brother, what shall we do now?"

The big man puffed out a puff of smoke and said, "The Zhuo family still has a house. It's worth two to three million. She has to earn the rest by herself."

He glanced at Zhuo Xuan coldly and said, "Send her to Sister Hua."

"Okay." Several thugs dragged Zhuo Xuan away.

The big man got in the car, and another younger brother came close to Hongmao and asked cautiously, "Second brother, do you think Miss Nan really has [-] million?"

Hongmao smiled coldly, "Miss Nan Group, what do you think?"

"Five billion!"

The younger brother swallowed hard, "If this is in our hands, we will have enough food and clothing for the rest of our lives. Why do we have to do such a thankless job?"

Hong Mao narrowed his eyelids and looked thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)