The Godly Rich System is looking for a replacement, and I've become a weapon!

"So I started looking for them. To be honest, at the beginning, I carried a knife with me every day, it was really long~"

As he spoke, Yin Baojun held up two fingers to demonstrate.

"I've thought it all out. Once I find them, I won't say a word. I'll just go up there and start wielding my knife, killing them both."

"But I searched for a month and couldn't find it! My wife called me herself and said something..."

"They said they wanted a divorce because they couldn't get married if we didn't divorce."

"I asked them where they were, and damn it, they wanted to get married. I might as well just arrange a ghost marriage for them."

"But I'm such an idiot. I got angry and blurted it out. Then they disappeared and even called the police to have me arrested."

"Hahahaha! Seven days in jail, all my spirit was gone. Now I'm out drinking every day, and when I'm drunk I don't know anything."

As he spoke, he started gulping down more wine.

Meng Ziyi wanted to speak, but Du Yu stopped him. At this point, it would be pointless to try to persuade him!

You don't know how much it hurts until you take the blame yourself. No one could easily let go of something so unpleasant.

Zhang Yifang was holding his phone, chatting with someone on WeChat, typing rapidly.

Yin Baojun finished a bottle of beer, opened another one, and then continued his story.

"Who knew that drinking so much would cause trouble again? I was so drunk I didn't even know my own name anymore, and I still managed to get into a huge mess with some idiot."

"I smashed a Panamera and a Mercedes-Benz S-Class to pieces. I'll have to pay at least several hundred thousand in compensation."

"In my current state, where am I supposed to get hundreds of thousands?"

"I just had a moment of impulsiveness and decided to die to end it all, then leave this debt to my wife!"

"Anyway, thank you Mr. Zhang for pulling me out of this mess, otherwise I would be dead by now."

As he spoke, Yin Baojun picked up the wine bottle again, intending to make a dashing little whirlwind.

He choked on his first sip, the bottle tilted, and the little whirlwind instantly turned into a big spray, spraying the wine from the bottle opening directly at Meng Ziyi.

Zhang Yifang is a womanizer; he has a bad habit of protecting pretty girls from the wind and rain.

Great highlight!

There will be an exam!

He stood up and shielded the little girl behind him, wiped the wine off his face, and looked at Yin Baojun, who was coughing violently, with a complicated expression.

Didn't Backkom stop airing a long time ago?

How can I possibly watch another episode from this guy?

Encountering these awful things is bad enough, but almost choking to death while drinking is another problem.

Du Yu quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe Zhang Yifang's face. Actually, Meng Ziyi had also stood up, but she stopped when she saw Du Yu's actions.

Zhang Yifang's chest was also soaked. After wiping his face, Du Yu went to the car to get him some clothes.

I happened to stop by the mall on my way out this afternoon and bought two pieces of clothing, which are coming in handy now.

"Excuse me, cough cough cough, excuse me!"

Yin Baojun finally recovered and quickly said.

Zhang Yifang waved his hand to indicate that everything was alright.

"Old Yin! Are you drunk or sober now?"

"I'm a little drunk, but my mind is still clear!"

Yin Baojun was puzzled, but he still answered his question truthfully.

Zhang Yifang nodded, and just as he was about to continue speaking, Du Yu returned with the clothes.

He took the clothes and gestured towards Meng Ziyi with his lip:

"Hey girl! Come on, stand at ease, stand at attention, turn around! Cover your eyes."

Meng Ziyi's large eyes showed a particularly noticeable amount of white in them:

"Brother-in-law, are you serious? I'm a pure Northeasterner, I've seen plenty of people eating barbecue shirtless on the street, do you really need to hide from this?"

Upon hearing this, Du Yu sighed helplessly.

Oh no! The little rabbit has given the old peacock a chance to display its feathers!

Since that's what they said, Zhang Yifang simply changed his clothes and showed off his physique.

184cm tall, humorous, age acceptable...

He spoke, and Old Zhang perfectly matched Meng Ziyi's ideal type, except for one major flaw: he already had a wife.

The food on the table was no longer edible, so Zhang Yifang called the waiter and asked him to ask the kitchen to bring out another table.

"Old Yin! I've run into you twice in a row, it must be fate."

"You told me about your affairs again, and I'm quite angry."

"So, I'm going to help you! But how I help is up to you to choose."

At this point, Zhang Yifang paused, glanced back at Meng Ziyi, and asked her, seemingly puzzled:

"Do you want to listen? If not, plug your ears. If you do, come to my house with your sister Du Yu tonight, and I'll let you stay at my household registration for two days."

"Wow! Is it really that expensive to just eat some melon seeds?"

Meng Ziyi's big eyes widened, and he blurted out in surprise.

Zhang Yifang didn't say anything, but raised his chin, as if to say, "You made the choice yourself."

Meng Ziyi quickly covered his ears, but his fingers secretly parted.

Zhang Yifang saw it, but didn't take it seriously; he was just teasing the little girl.

If you really want to woo her, you have to pick a time when Du Yu isn't around.

"I think your previous plan was pretty good! If you're going to continue, you'll find a bag on your doorstep tomorrow night..."

As he said this, Zhang Yifang made an eight-shaped hand gesture before continuing.

"Go and get things done. Return to Jiangcheng immediately. Don't go anywhere else. Go straight to the dock."

"A small boat will take you out to sea, and a large ship will meet you and take you directly to Italy."

"You've lived there for eight or nine years, so you should be familiar with the environment. There's no extradition involved, so it's perfect for you."

Meng Ziyi felt increasingly uneasy as he listened, and unconsciously lowered his hand, turning to look at Du Yu.

Du Yu's face was full of "I knew you would do this" expressions.

Let's not even talk about what women are thinking!

Yin Baojun was indeed deeply moved. Since ancient times, adultery has led to death, and he would not be at peace with the adulterous couple until they were dead.

But returning to Italy is probably not an option.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm also working on something in Italy..."

"Stop, don't say any more!"

Zhang Yifang, who was on the other side, had been watching Yin Baojun's expression closely. Upon hearing his words, he immediately called for a stop.

You can't judge a book by its cover!

"A quiet person can be a leopard in the night." If Zhang Yifang wasn't mistaken, this guy must have done something big in Italy before returning to China.

"Then go to America! Someone will take care of your immigration status."

Zhang Yifang thought for a moment and then proposed it again.

This time, Yin Baojun didn't speak, but instead asked a question:

"Mr. Zhang, are you serious?"

"Once you leave the private room, what you just said has nothing to do with me anymore. It was all your personal behavior."

Zhang Yifang's tone was calm, but it revealed a seriousness.

Yin Baojun was stunned, somewhat dazed, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.

"Mr. Zhang, what is the second option? If possible, I would like to stay in China, so that I can at least visit my parents' graves."