Marital problems spiral out of control

Inside the apartment.

"Are you sure you've got something wrong? I don't know you," Wen Hua asked calmly.

"This apartment was mortgaged for five million seven years ago, with monthly payments based on interest. The loan has been suspended for two months now, and according to the contract, we have the right to reclaim the apartment," the other party stated directly.

Then a mortgage contract was placed in front of Wen Hua.

Wen Hua opened it inexplicably, and it was indeed a mortgage document.

The apartment above is also where I am.

But she had absolutely no recollection of it.

When she saw the final signature, Wen Hua's expression changed drastically, and she suddenly realized what had happened.

The mortgagor is her mother.

In the year she married Fu Shishen, her mother gave her five million yuan in cash as a safety net.

Ultimately, I didn't want her to marry into the Fu family in such a miserable state.

Wen Hua asked where the money came from.

She said it was money from a previous insurance policy that she had redeemed.

Wen Hua had no doubts, because although the Wen family had initially become wealthy, they were still considered well-off.

As it turns out, she now knows that this was five million obtained by her mother mortgaging her apartment.

Wen Hua didn't use the five million to support herself, because her mother soon got into trouble.

She used most of her money for her mother's medical treatment and to cover the financial losses incurred by the Wen family at that time.

She didn't want to tell Fu Shishen.

She didn't want to make herself look bad in front of him.

"My mother only mortgaged it for ten years, and with the payments she made in the last seven years, there shouldn't be much money left. I'll make up the difference." Wen Hua came to her senses and calmly looked at the debt collector in front of her.

The other person sneered, speaking without any politeness, ruthlessly shattering her naive thoughts.

"Your mother mortgaged the property back then with a 3% interest rate. Several insurance payments were delayed along the way, and they all accumulated. Now, with interest compounding, there are still three years to go, and we still owe at least seven million." The other party spoke bluntly.

Every clause in the contract was circled.

It was a scam from beginning to end.

Her mother was scammed, and the insurance money was overdrawn and used up.

They also owed a large sum of money.

"This apartment building is now worth about six or seven million, so if you can't afford it, you'll have to move out." The other party showed no intention of letting Wen Hua off the hook.

Wen Hua couldn't make either of those choices.

She took a deep breath: "Give me some time, I'll handle it."

"Miss, we're not doing charity. We've already been dragging this out for two months, we've been very polite." A refusal followed: "Either pay now, or get out immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the men in black behind him came up and tried to drag Wen Hua out.

Wen Hua remained calm: "First, your loan sharking is illegal. Second, I'm not sure if my mother was conscious when she signed the contract. Third, your actions are tantamount to burglary. So I've already called the police. I don't want to talk to you; I want to find your boss."

Her phone connected to the police, and the other person's expression changed, probably not expecting Wen Hua to be so tactless.

The police station was right next to the apartment, so the police arrived at the scene in less than 5 minutes.

The neighbors around also peeked out to watch the spectacle.

The police officers, having roughly understood the situation, asked: "Who sent you?"

The other party seemed frightened upon seeing the police and stammered, "We're just doing this for money. They told us to call this number if anything happens."

These people were taken into custody, and the police made a phone call to the other party.

Wen Hua stood there, but the uneasy premonition weighing on her heart grew stronger and stronger.

Even after the police finished their call, his expression towards Wen Hua became subtle.

"Ms. Wen, I suggest you resolve this matter privately," the police officer said succinctly.

Wen Hua frowned: "What do you mean by that?"

The police officer gave Wen Hua a phone number: "You'll know once you make a call."

After saying that, the police took the men in black away without saying anything more.

She was confused. She looked down at the note in front of her, and after confirming the phone number, her expression changed.

This is Cheng Ming's phone number.

Therefore, the person who started this whole thing was Fu Shishen.

She understood almost instantly.

This is Jiangzhou, and Fu Shishen has countless ways to force her to compromise.

He knew, of course, what she cared about.

This apartment is the only memory my mother left me.

It is also the only memory my mother and father had together.

Therefore, she cannot be lost.

The only way to save all of this is to go to Fu Shishen.

Wen Hua took a deep breath and, without a second's hesitation, immediately took a taxi to the Fu Group.

When the car stopped at the company entrance, Wen Hua took the initiative to call Fu Shishen.

Now that she needs something from Fu Shishen, she can't be too forceful.

He responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

She mentally reviewed what she was going to say.

When the phone was answered, it was Cheng Ming's voice: "Madam, are you looking for President Fu?"

"Yes," Wen Hua replied.

"But Mr. Fu is in a meeting right now, so it might not be convenient," Cheng Ming politely declined.

Cheng Ming's rejection of him was naturally Fu Shishen's intention.

She understands this very well.

"I can wait for him. I have something very important to discuss with him," Wen Hua said clearly, taking a deep breath.

"You can tell me, and I'll pass it on to President Fu. I'm not sure when President Fu will finish his meeting either." Cheng Ming remained polite, but didn't give her any further opportunity.

She wasn't so clueless as to simply stand there, frozen in place.

"Madam?" Cheng Ming's voice came again, "Are you still there?"

"Yes. But this is inconvenient; I need to talk to him in person." Wen Hua insisted.

"I'm so sorry," Cheng Ming said regretfully, "I can't help you."

Then Cheng Ming hung up the phone.

She stood quietly outside the gate of the Fu Group.

She and Fu Shishen were secretly married. Even if she went in, no one would recognize her, and she still wouldn't be able to see him.

But she was certain he was at the company, and this was the only exit from the basement; she just had to wait here.

With this thought in mind, Wen Hua stood quietly.

However, being pregnant and with the fetus not yet stable, standing for long periods of time left her drenched in cold sweat.

But she couldn't leave; she couldn't watch her mother's apartment be taken away.

So she could only wait.

Time ticked by, and Wen Hua's toes went numb from standing, her stomach cramping intermittently.

Her hand rested on her lower abdomen, as if to soothe her, but it was too late.

The phone was held in my hand, and I accidentally touched the screen.

It was already 7:20 pm.

No wonder it's already dark.

For a moment, Wen Hua felt that everything in front of her was starting to blur, and she really couldn't hold on any longer.

Just then, the blinding headlights shone on her face.