750 If You Don’T Eat The Toast, You Will Be Fined.

750 If you don’t eat the toast, you will be fined.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go. Let's go to eat first and fill our stomachs before going back." Zhao Lirong grabbed Yang Xu's arm and walked into a restaurant.

"Sister Lirong."

Just when the two were about to step into the restaurant's threshold, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Xu and Zhao Lirong turned to look, only to find a group of young people blocking the door, blocking their way. "Three-ninety"

The leader was a man wearing a white shirt, sunglasses, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and his nostrils turned upward.

"Wang Hao, what are you doing?" Zhao Lirong frowned slightly and said coldly.

"What? What the hell are you asking me for?" Wang Hao took off his sunglasses and slapped Zhao Lirong on the face, "Damn ****, I have been chasing you for five years, but you just won't follow me.

Do you think I'm a fool for still messing with my cousin?"

The more Wang Hao thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his leg and kicked Zhao Lirong in the stomach. Zhao Lirong was kicked directly to the ground, clutching her stomach and curling up into a ball, groaning in pain.

"Why did you hit someone?" Yang Xu hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao Lirong up and asked with concern: "Where are you injured? Does it hurt? Tell me quickly, tell me!"

Zhao Lirong looked at Yang Xu who was extremely anxious in front of her, and her heart felt warm. She gently stroked Yang Xu's wrinkled brow and comforted her: "Yang Xu, I'm fine. Don't worry. Just listen to my explanation."

Zhao Lirong wanted to explain, but she swallowed her words again. She originally wanted to hide her illness from Yang Xu, so as not to worry Yang Xu.

Yang Xu took a deep breath to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart, then looked at Wang Hao coldly and said: "Why do you beat Li Rong? Who the hell are you? I tell you, Li Rong is my wife, don't pester me anymore. My wife."

"Your wife?" Wang Hao seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world. He couldn't help but laugh uproariously. He almost burst into laughter. He pointed at Yang Xu and mocked: "Are you a poor loser like you?"

"You do not believe?"

Wang Hao snorted coldly, took out a stack of red banknotes from his pocket and threw it on the table. He said nervously: "Open your eyes and see what this is?"

"What's this?"

Yang Xu glanced at it a few times and asked doubtfully: "How many dollars?"

"You idiot, this is 10,000 yuan. Let's see if it's enough to marry your wife?" Wang Hao stared at Yang Xu with disdain, cursing in his heart that he was a bastard.

"Oh!" Yang Xu nodded suddenly, "This is enough!"

Zhao Lirong looked at Yang Xu in astonishment. She didn't expect him to say this. Doesn't he...don't despise himself for being poor?

"Haha...you are quite cooperative." Wang Hao smiled sarcastically, then pointed at Zhao Lirong and ordered: "Bitch, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

Zhao Lirong's pretty face turned pale, her eyes were red, and she said aggrievedly: "Wang Hao, we have been together for such a long time, don't you still understand me? If I were really with you, I would rather die.

"Hey, you're still threatening me?" Wang 2.2 said with a ferocious smile: "Since you don't eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine, then I will make you become a punished drinker!"

After saying that, Wang Hao took out a stack of photos from his pocket, handed them to Zhao Lirong and said, "See for yourself, are these the photos of you and I staying in the hotel last night, or the sheets.

"Wang Hao, I will fight with you!" Zhao Lirong suddenly panicked and rushed forward to fight Wang Hao.