I’m a well-known “psychologist” in rich women’s circles, and no man can come out of my investigation or out, including my husband.
1.
My name is Goo Ching, Han Smile is my client.
The reason why she dared to treat herself as a lover and to remove Xiao Si from her head without knowing it was because I was a well-known emotional counselor.
Actually, it’s called “emotional counselor.” It’s just a good shell.
More specifically, I’m a scavenger who breaks up a couple.
I charge an extremely expensive fee, but the client has a great reputation, and I don’t take it.
The purpose of my work is not to care about the identity of the client, not to spy on the privacy of the client, and not to care about ethics.
After the job, we’re out of this door, and no one will know anyone but our return guests.
As long as I get the money that suits the value of my work, I’ll find 100% of what the client wants, the money, the scene, and all the good evidence that meets the client’s expectations.
I promised every client that if the result was empty, I would refund it in full.
But after all these years of work, I never threw a penny back in my mouth.
And slowly I’m drawing up a terrible pattern: there’s only one of the world’s largest black technology — women’s sixth sense.
No matter how stupid this woman is, as long as she secretly feels that her man is in trouble, even if she has no evidence, the man cannot come out of our investigation in a clean and clean manner.
2.
After receiving the $50,000 down payment from Han, I arranged for Assistant Natsano to match up with each other on the pre-preparation.
The first thing for every client, after the down payment, is to make sure, as we have asked, that he or she has paid his or her best friend, QQQ friend, whether he or she has been concerned about his or her voice shaking, his or her tweets and whether he or she can see his or her microsteps on his or her list of Twitter campaigns.
Once the connection has been confirmed, we start to analyze each and every one of them, and we go out against each other.
We don’t have to send people around the clock with equipment to follow and take evidence, like traditional private detectives, but we can basically pick up a seven-seven-eight-eight by just a few rounds of social, entertainment software screening and continuous observation, or even a proactive set.
Soon after the file was sent, Han smiled and cried to my studio: “He didn’t pay me my best friend, saw me take his cell phone, was particularly angry, said I didn’t respect him, fell out of the door, and I felt like I messed up.” I’m sorry.
When I heard it, she almost laughed at me: “Who made you know how to flip his phone?” We sent you this information to confirm what you have added so far, what you’ve paid attention to, what you have not added as much as you have done, and what you’ve done is you’ve been more vigilant. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear Miss Hsia’s request. I’m sorry.
“Don’t panic. Come and ask you a few questions. I’m sorry.
“Okay, you say.”
“When he was with you, did his phone turn back or was it on the screen? I’m sorry.
“Breathing.” Yes, it is. I’m sorry.
“Was it always like this, or has it only recently? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t pay too much attention to him. At first I ate him to death, I didn’t care what he had in mind. Just buy me a bag of necklaces, give me some change, let him go. Anyway, I was young — he got me pregnant in the back, and I got into it. I’m sorry.
“Can you touch his phone? I’m sorry.
“You can touch it, you take me out to play golf, and my phone is in my custody, and I can’t help it. I’m sorry.
“Did you go through his Twitter circle? Did you get any suspicious news when you took his phone? I’m sorry.
“I turned over, his friends were so clean, his partners and his friends, he had little interaction, he didn’t care, and he was the one who kept his friends out of the loop. It’s been a couple of times, but it’s normal news, nothing. I’m sorry.
“Then go back and do two things. First, buy him a sunglasses as a gift and have to buy a luxury brand that suits his identity. The second, if necessary, is to look at his Twitter setup, which sets out “no friends to see her” and “no disturbing information set.” I’m sorry.
“But why suddenly buy him a present? It’s not his birthday lately. I’m sorry.
I suggested to Ono, who turned his head over the calendar at hand and said, “This Sunday is Father’s Day. I’m sorry.
Han smiled, laughed, and immediately cared, with his head down, touched his stomach, and laughed with a little shame.
3.
Father’s Day is over and the Koreans are laughing.
When she entered the door, she was blushing and smiling in her mouth, compared to the image of the first time she appeared in my studio, like a new person.
She’s wearing an A-style pink dress with a smooth, white leg just right on. On a white pair of canvassed shoes, with a thin, lightly Bogarly necklace around their necks, with only a little bit of chalk on their face, the fine five seemed to be all-powerful.
Not only does a 20-point-point girl not see the state of pregnancy, but she looks like a clean and beautiful college girl because of these little white shoes.
It is no wonder that such a beautiful beauty would let the married man “wrong” not let go.
“Sensei, thanks to you, my father gave him a gift for the holiday, he liked it. The last time he had his cell phone turned around, he left me alone. I used to think I was the one who was in the dark, never gave him a present, never thought he owed me, never thought he was so moved to see me give him a gift, and took me to buy a necklace, and he wouldn’t allow me to wear high heels again, an accident, bad for the baby.
“Mrs. Han, you bought him a sunglasses to please him. Is he flying away again? According to Han’s smile, he and Shaw are in love, and they’re in first class.
“Yes, he left, and kissed me before leaving…” I looked down at the time and immediately interrupted the sweetness of this brainless girl.
Remember: Ms. Han, please send him a message and ask him to eat.
Nope. I’m sorry.
Han smiled a little bit, he was confused, but did it right away.
“He says he’s on his way to the restaurant. I’m sorry.
“Well, wait a minute. I’m sorry.
“Oh, wait for what?”
I smiled a little and I said, “Wait for him to sit down.” I’m sorry.
4.
A quarter of an hour later, I once again gave instructions to HAN to smile.
“Ask him if he’s at the restaurant and who he eats. I’m sorry.
Han smiled a little bit, and he asked me, “Will this happen?
You think I’m a little sticky? I’m sorry.
“Just do it. I’m sorry.
Han smiled a little reluctantly, but still trusted my professionalism, so he came from the table.
Get the cell phone up there. Fly fingers for a while.
“He says he’s at the restaurant. He’s ready to eat, eat with the client.
The house is a man. “When Han smiles and says it’s a man, he shows a childish joy.
“Well, you said you missed him. Let him take a photo and send you a picture. I’m sorry.
Han smiled and looked at me again with his eyes full of innocent eyes, as if he wanted to make sure that it was true.
“This?” And when I found out I was serious, I put this on my nails, covered in decorative drills.
Knock it out.
“Here comes the photo. I’m sorry.
I have a phone that’s taken a smile from Han, and I’ve taken a good look at this Shafan self-portrait.
Only the first moment I saw, when the neck was cold, the whole man was there.
“Sensei, what’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
I looked back, and I said, “It’s okay,” and I looked at the emptiness of the sunglasses.
It’s been a long time.
Well, it was an old thief.
When you eat with someone, the sunglasses reflect on the shape of the person sitting across the street.
It’s hard to see, but men are women, at least.
And the man who claims to be eating with his client shows the opposite seat in the sunglasses.
Ben was empty, but he looked at the setup.
Dinner.
When he shot himself, the guy across the street went to the bathroom?
That’s not a coincidence, is it?
No, I looked at it, it was above the table, it showed a little shadow, it zoomed in, and there seemed to be a hand on it.
I know!
“Sensei, do you see anything? “Hon smiled at me, and suddenly my eyebrow was locked, and my fingers were amplified, but I couldn’t say a word, and I asked quickly.
“Well, your boyfriend is sitting across the street with a girl, Mariko, who knows what you’re taking pictures for, so the girl is lying under the table, and unconsciously blocking her head and face. I’m sorry.
5.
This Korean smile is no longer calm.
“It’s true he lied to me.” Really? What’s that supposed to mean? To cover up! I’m sorry.
“Mrs. Han, you don’t have to be so excited about this, and you can’t prove that your boyfriend cheated. This picture only proves three things: first, he did hide something from you, or he said he was having dinner with a woman, but he said he was having sex with a male client. Two, he found out you were suspicious of him. The woman knows you exist. I’m sorry.
Han smiled at me and said, “What do you know about me?” That’s what I meant by her in the dark? I’ll be damned! Maybe you should tell my baby about me.
Taste it. Bitches don’t know how to write “dead.” I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I thought, “What’s wrong with you?”
People cry and laugh.
“Does your boyfriend have a vibrating voice? I’m going to ask.
Play. He used to brush it when he was with me, but he certainly didn’t.
He refused to take a photo with him.
Grab the handle, but he always brushes his mobile. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I have a long breath.
The last question, actually, is not just for the sake of a more solid hammer.
Because when I was looking at that photo of myself in the sunglasses,
Like my husband.
But it’s not the same hair. My husband’s a natural roller.
Like, Han’s smiling boyfriend is a nice little flathead, and I’ve never had clothes.
I’ve never even seen a ring before, so it just feels like two.
Individuals.
When I’m done with this double-edged question, I’m completely relieved.
Besides, my husband Yeh Yao-joon doesn’t even play with the tremor, fast hands or anything.
Definitely not the same person, sure.
6.
I’ve left Han’s laughter instructions for the next attack to keep an eye on who he might know.
The way to do this is to go back and brush the shivering, and then point it out to all the “possibly known people.”
When I came home at night, I kicked off my thin heels, walked to the living room barefoot, took a bottle of wine from the saloon and went to the sofa while pouring myself wine.
A few laps of red wine on the high-foot cup, slowly falling along the wall.
It’s empty in the direction of Ono’s room.
I picked up the phone and I called Ono. What’s the hurry?”
“Sister… found… has lived with you for more than two years… has caused you a lot of trouble…” And you gave me such a good job… I bought a couple of flats that were finally finished… and I can’t wait to get home. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Don’t be silly, it’s empty for me to live in this big house alone. Your brother-in-law’s coming home next week. I’m sorry.
Ono hesitated on the phone and laughed, “My brother-in-law only comes home for six months, so give you some time in the world.” I’m sorry.
“The girl’s teeth are smooth, the washing machine, the TV, the air conditioner, the fridge, right? If I don’t, I’ll buy you a set. I’m sorry.
“No, no, thank you, sister, except for the air conditioner. But you really want to give me a present.
“That’s right. That’s right. Come out of your mouth. I’m sorry.
“Hey hey, thanks sister. I’m sorry.
Ono has been my assistant for more than two years, the great niece of my family’s financial director, Nat, but since my birth, I have left my family business to my husband.
She’s been working at my husband’s for a while since she introduced her to the company, and she said that the kids were so young that they didn’t fit into the complex relationships of the big company and wanted to come to me and practice.
I had just come out of my child’s grief, and one person had done a psychological consultation and thought of doing a little bit of work.
I was just trying to play around, and I thought about it, because I helped my mother’s best friend catch a rapist, and then I helped her to get a good piece of evidence about the divorce.
Even more than I can imagine, there is a great deal of demand for evidence of a husband’s cheating, with private detectives, fear of being held hostage, and those who have passed the letter are full-time wives who have no connection with society, or who have their own eyes, and then people see me opening a psychological consultation room with success stories, one by one, and then they come back to my studio, even though there are only two of me and my assistants.
Summer was my father’s old man, and he was loyal to my family, and after my father died, I was too sad to catch up with the baby, and my husband was in charge of the family business, which, nominally, although he was a general manager, he had no share in our business, 60 per cent of which I had, and the eight other relatives who came with my father shared 40 per cent.
My dad didn’t take Yip Yuen at first. He thought Phoenix was too smart. Ye Yi Chul-chul’s sweet mouth made me and my mother happy, but the more he went too far, the more disconcerting my father became, so he watched very hard as we signed the Marriage Property Agreement, which clearly divided my assets in the company into my personal property, which was not owned by the couple.
This is not enough. My father added two hooks in his will as a supplementary requirement: one, 10 years after the expiry of his term of office, 10 per cent of my equity would have been divided from my head without gross negligence. 2. The elderly, who were left behind by my father, must remain in a position of importance to the company, in accordance with my father ‘ s last words.
Summer is the old man my father left behind. I believed it.
Not only did I keep Natano, the great niece of Nano, but I also placed her in the house.
It’s no big deal that Ono has just come to town. He borrows money from Hsia. My husband travels abroad for six months. I don’t have children.
I went to college with Izhou because of an extramural pregnancy, and I was forced to cut off an ovarian tube by surgery. I felt particularly sorry for it, saying that I would not have been pregnant, let alone an extramural pregnancy if he had not wanted to die on me every day since he was young.
I actually got pregnant twice, but I didn’t keep the baby.
Ono, eight years younger than me, every time he saw me on the sofa, he put on a mask that looked like a cat and a fox, and went out and crawled around me, and said, “Whose beautiful sister is lost and nobody wants me to take it away.” I’m sorry.
The wildlings, whose name is not so good, are very young, hard-working, violent and cute, take care of people, and have a good cooking, because they appear, and my late-night aunt has resigned, and I have become more attached to her.
Just a little bit.
I don’t know why, she doesn’t fit in with my husband.
At first, my husband kicked her out of my house, and then he left the country and couldn’t keep up.
7. “Mr. Goo, it’s true that the tremors have often given me a few “possibly known people.” I’m sorry.
It was more than 1:00 in the morning, and suddenly Han smiled and called me.
I’m not sleeping well, and I’m a professional and I get calls from clients in the middle of the night.
Not for the first time.
So, I don’t care.
“How many?” I asked.
“Three, yes, three.” He smiled, and said, “One.”
Number.
“Do you know all three? I’m sorry.
“Just two of them. They’re all good friends on the phone, and the other one I don’t know.
Yeah. I’m sorry.
“A woman? I’m sorry.
“A woman with a head like a fox with a strange name I don’t know.
Word, g start. I’m sorry.
“Can I come to you now? I’m sorry.
Han smiled over the phone, she obviously didn’t think I’d respect it.
I’ll be looking for her in the middle of the night.
But she sent me an address as fast as she could — not her house.
It’s the address of a 24-hour cafe. When I saw her at the café, I noticed she’d come out of her face and on her.
And wearing a loose lace dress, like a home-made dress.
Apparently, the café was very close to her house and probably on foot.
I took her first eye on her phone and saw what Han smiled about.
“Foxhead”.
It’s not a fox head, it’s a mask, it’s like a fox and a cat.
– It’s exactly like the mask of Ono.
I looked up at this beautiful girl and realized she was here.
It’s not as simple as I thought.
Shawn? Well, if I’m not mistaken, it’s just a fake name for Han.
Okay.
I never believed in coincidence, much less in explaining unacceptable things by chance.
8.
If I remember correctly, Ono told me that this mask is for a friend.
Venice brought it back.
I slashed the homepage of a girl named “Your Gatto.”
All the videos she released were made in a variety of masks. She was wearing sex.
Feels like a lacer with a mask on his back.
Get rid of the sound of panting, the comment area a bunch of licking dogs.
One of the half-faced masks happened to show a symbolic tear mole – the right eye corner.
If it wasn’t for Naokono, I’d eat shit live.
I looked up Gatto on my own phone. Italian, cat.
I suddenly remembered that there was an eyeful account called “gatto’s owner” in the comment area.
Click again on the “gatto owner” head, zoom in, enter the main interface, and then turn it off.
I pushed my cell phone back to Han and smiled at her with grace: “Go back and wait for the news, the hammer will be out soon.” I’m sorry.
Han smiled at the moment with a smile, but thanks me for waiting.
When I returned to my place of residence, I immediately called Summer and asked him to find a friend to look into the list of owners of the water bank in Washington, D.C.
Han smiled around my café, there was only one district, and there was an uncompleted demolition area across the street, and she thought she would save herself if she didn’t reveal her home number.
Summer is an old man from the real estate industry, and the same old train he entered the estate is now the sum of at least one real estate project.
Summer comes back as fast as he can — yes.
A new message was added — last year’s full paragraph.
The one square metre per unit in the waterfront of Washington, D.C., is around 120,000, and there is no small household size at all, and the smallest household size is also above 200 square metres.
A house with a total price of 24 million, an air hostess, a lot of her income from flying hours, even if she’s a first-class, international, and I can figure out that even if she flies to death, she won’t get over 20 million in one shot, and she’s so young? How long has it been?
Rich girls?
The rich girls will be flight attendants? Will you nod your head and serve another master? Is it not good for a rich girl to play with a dog with money? Why would you find a man older than yourself to give birth?
Early the next morning, in the name of a visit, I took the liberty of calling my client, Mrs. Qin, when I introduced Han and laughed, and thought she would be upset, but she sounded happy when she said it was me.
“O Koe, thanks to you, I wouldn’t have been paid a penny for my cocky old man, and now I’m divorced, I’ve got a lot of money, and I’ve got a young man who knows what it’s like to be alive.”
“Mrs. Qin, I’m calling to ask you something. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? What’s the matter, you say.
Do you remember Han laughing?
“Why are you laughing?”
“Mrs. Han, she said it was your first-born daughter, and when she came, she said you introduced her. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know any Mrs. Han. I’m sorry.
After I hung up the phone, I laughed.
I’m sure that’s not the same as the old one. I saw her in the front room.
How dare you burn yourself?
Huh.
She probably knew from the beginning that I was the wife of Yipichiro, that there was no real room in her mouth where the old man could be his mother, and that she had used that phrase against me to deliberately mislead me less into thinking in that direction.
I turned to the wine cabinet, and brought out a collection of wine, a man paralyzing on a carpet under a couch, suffocated in the chest and tears in the eyes.
Beefly, I’ve seen it a lot.
But I had no idea that Yip Yaichiro would be such a high-ranking player on so many boats — even the one close to me.
I don’t even know how many women I’ve been looking for to tear me apart from my close friend Natsano and the air hostess who came to me to laugh.
I and Yip Ying-chul, when he comes back from the outside after 35 years of age, they kiss me every time he comes back from the outside, and they kiss me like a little boy.
I had to slit my wrists and punch my unchallenged stomach with my fist. Red his white shirt, and he said to me, “You remember, Jia Qing, kill me before the next suicide. I cannot live without you.” I’m sorry.
That’s the man who took pity on me, who slept with my assistant now, and knocked up an air hostess?
And when I was determined to marry Yip, my father warned with tears: “This man is a man whose mind is not right, and if you do not listen, he will suffer a great loss.” I’m sorry.
I kneeled down in my father’s courtyard with a bottle of wine, while pouring wine at myself, slamming my head and swearing at myself, and at 2 a.m. I climbed up from the mattress — frozen — so cold on the ground.
A cold war was fought, and when he came back to his house, he found his father’s sweet and strong eyes staring at me, countless times, and I was bullied and cried and ran home to tell him that my bodyguard’s uncle was bullying other kids and he wouldn’t help me, and he would sit down and dry my tears and say, “Yo Ching, you have to learn to fight back.”
And it seemed to me at this moment that the eyes were saying to me, “Call back, don’t cry, and fight back.” I’ve got my finger on my eyebrow, and I’ve got it in my heart.
I’m going to stab that piece of shit and that bitch in my knife ten times more.
Go on.
9
The first time I found someone in the corner of the house, I had a very hidden prison.
Control, then retraced the mood and made a quick call to Naokono.
“Is it so soon that I’m going back to work?” Ono called first.
One sentence, as always.
I’ve been taking a breath in my heart, and I’ve been feeling cold in my back.
Lee and my husband have been out of bed a long time ago.
I can even think of Yip Yijo when I’m not home.
Ono threw it in my bed and two people were obnoxious.
“I bought you a new air conditioner.
You call. Call and install yourself. I’m sorry.
Long live my sister, Long live my sister, Long live my sister…
“Well, don’t be poor. Hang up. Have a good vacation. I’m sorry.
“You’re not coming? Naokono’s smart. She’s got to watch out for me.
“What am I going to do? I’m not going to put an air conditioning on it until your brother-in-law returns.
Dinner. I certainly know why she asked more.
After I hung up on the phone, I repeatedly told “master” to set up an approximation. If Naokono was watching him, he told her that it would be a while before she could eat first — and then put the surveillance equipment in place.
Three hours later, I arranged for the Air Conditioner Master to send me the address of Naokono and a few photos he took in the name of his work.
There’s a severe pain in the brain. Isn’t this my house?
Didn’t Ye Yijo say to sell it for me?
Sold to Naokono?
When I went to school, my father, in an attempt to get me closer to the university, bought me a two-bedroom condom, which, after we married Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Cheuk to live in the villa, appreciated a lot and suddenly proposed to me a year ago that it was the highest point in the world to sell it.
But why do you live in Naokono now?
I quickly contacted corporate law in the name of “I have a friend who wants to consult on marriage disputes.”
10,
“This young man is a highly skilled man, with a 100 per cent current success in marriage proceedings.”
I thank the law and I have an appointment with Ma immediately.
Private clubhouse.
Ma’s lawyer was sitting in a coma, and he looked like he was not allowed to go to work, but Jun-sheng’s face was as awkward as the big boy.
“How old is Ma? “I’m a little less convinced of what a young lawyer can do.”
The boy ate a shock, with his big wet eyes staring at me, and thought I wasn’t talking to him.
When I found no one else in the room, I had a red face and said: 26 years old.
“I’m 11 years younger than I am. No wonder I’m full of glue. “I’m laughing.
Ma’s lawyer Junsheng’s face is getting red, forcing me to get back to the point: “Mrs. Goe, these two situations may not be the same. The house is clearly a gift from your husband because you do not know, and according to Article 17 of the Supreme People ‘ s Court ‘ s Law on Judicial Interpretation of the Marriage Law, the husband or wife is required to make important decisions on the joint property of the spouses in his or her daily life, and the spouses must negotiate and agree on an equal footing. One of the spouses grants the common property to another as a disposition of the common property, which is null and void without the consent of the spouse, and the spouse of the presenter shall be supported in his or her claim for return to the People ‘ s Court. I’m sorry.
“By what, that’s your business. All I care about is if this house comes back. I’m sorry.
“The house is not coming back. I’m sorry.
“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, the house is not coming back, but you can ask for a full return. I’m sorry.
“Hey, I’m not in a hurry. What about Naokono? I’m sorry.
“This requires you to make sure that the house is registered in your husband’s name or in Naokono’s. I’m sorry.
“Oh, this is my prenup. Before the purchase of the property, it only says my name. I’m sorry.
“Who knows about the buyer? There is one possible way to infer that your husband gave Natsano a very unreasonable price. I’m sorry.
“Is that legal? Does the law support recovery? I’m sorry.
“Recoverable. Do you know any I.D. information about Naokono and Han laughing? I’m sorry.
“I’ve got Natsano. Han smiles. I’m sorry.
“Come on, I’ll figure it out. You just have to do two things: one, all the bank cards, credit cards, photo retention cards in your husband’s wallet. If you can get it on his mobile phone, take as many photos as possible. 2. Micro-mail chat records are vague, and a copy is kept. I didn’t know what I was doing.
One day I’ll have to do something for myself.
11,
Yea-joon is back.
As soon as I got inside, I jumped on him and jumped on him.
He’s got his hands around his neck, and he’s looking at him with great tenderness and fanaticism.
Ye Yip Ying smiled, loosed his tie, and took me to bed.
I jumped off him again, and I went to the wine cabinet to bring out a few bottles.
I fell in my mouth, and then I threw up in my eyes.
Leah’s eyebrow is shaking, his throat is rolling, taking off his clothes and pushing me.
Go by the bed.
Yeichiro has always been in business, but everyone knows he’s the best.
And then, with all the traffic and the windfalls, he fell asleep.
My fingers touch his hair with a small touch.
I don’t know when he shaved it.
Since when do you like to shivering?
I sneered and jumped out of bed.
The briefcase, with the exception of one company that I’ve always known to work for all employees.
There’s no card.
I hesitated for a moment and started to flip his suitcase.
From the inside, I finally turned to his wallet.
Lives, wallets full of debit cards and storage cards, and I quickly take pictures with my phone.
The moment he shuts off his wallet, it suddenly feels like he’s stuck in the wallet.
The place in the photo, it’s a little thick.
I put my finger down, and I took a couple of pictures, and I laughed, Summer.
Ono, there’s a couple of red-faced Internet tits I don’t know.
Well, I didn’t know my man was so good.
Master Li.
Once I had a picture of these things, I went back to my bed and picked up the leaves.
Cell phone.
It’s not my birthday anymore.
I’ll be dead when I wake up.
Boo!
Guess.
He’s got so many women.
How do I know when these women’s birthday is? Yeah, definitely not a birthday. What would that be?
I suddenly remembered Han’s smiles and caressed the place where I was supposed to give birth.
The view.
Yes, the due date!
At last, with a strong memory and a back push.
Well, the baby is more important to him than any woman.
Say I don’t care if I have children.
There’s no sign of a hymn or even of Han’s smile and Naokono’s spider.
Smash, I pulled it to the low end and switched the micro-mail account.
I’m shocked by the scene.
Three people were later marked as pregnant.
Shit! Pregnant?
What word?
What the hell is this?
I can play. I’m impressed.
I lay on my face, pressed my own shivering fingers, one of those things.
Something remains.
A little bit calmed down, and I went through his e-memands and micro-mail collections to several accounts, and although his name had been erased, his name had been replaced with letters — and if I wasn’t mistaken, it would be possible to lock up an account with a smile on its face and an account with Harakano.
When these items were not organized, I sent them to Mr. Ma in pieces.
For me, the most important moment is the backup.
What if after I’m finished, I’ll be found and strangled by Yip Yao-chul?
I don’t have much to look at this part of the TV show, but I’ve lost my life with the evidence.
12,
The next morning, lawyer Ma sent me a short message: Is it convenient now?
I called him back, and he said, “My husband has gone to the company to take care of things. I’m sorry.
“You’ve collected almost enough of this, and I didn’t know you were so efficient, and the biggest obstacle to my divorce case is the stupid women and pigs. I’m sorry.
Well, let’s not say that a young man can’t take it easy on a woman or see what I do. “Morely because of your professionalism, I’m hit. * No one can kiss my ass, I *
Open your mouth and come.
“You’re in favor of a divorce.”
Right?”
“I don’t think so. Let’s get my stuff back. I’m sorry.
At the end of the phone, the phone was hung up a little bit, and the call was answered.
Maybe Ma didn’t even think I’d forgive such an old sea king.
Public.
Forgive?
A joke!
I want him to suffer 10,000 times more than his divorce!
13,
That afternoon, I called Ye Yi
Come back.
Of course I’m not going to the company to find him.
The monitoring of the heart layout can play its part.
When he entered the house in panic, he saw me sitting calmly on the couch without saying anything,
First of all, I smiled, and I hit my nose with my finger.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong with my Qingbao? Miss me?”
I smiled a little, pushed his dirty hands off, straight up, and tried to open the chat box in the most elegant way.
“Dear, you know Han smiles, right? I’m sorry.
As soon as Izumi heard the three words, his back was frozen and he pretended to be calm.
“It’s a little reminiscent that a flight attendant in first class spilled coffee on me and apologized. I’m sorry.
“That’s it?”
“Or else?”
“She says she’s pregnant with your baby. It’s weird if she spilled coffee on you or something suspicious on you? I’m sorry.
Yeichiro heard something in my speech and became angry: “What are you talking about? You don’t trust me when we’ve been together for years? A woman came to tell you that she had my baby in her belly. She said it was mine, mine? If every girl is as big as this Korean, you believe it’s mine, and the whole company’s not gonna pay for it. I’m sorry.
Our company? Oh, no, it looks like Scumbag didn’t think of himself as an outsider.
“What can I do? I can’t pretend it didn’t happen. I don’t need an explanation? I tried to manage my expression with anger, as if it worked very well.
“Duqing! You called me back from the office in the middle of the afternoon without taking a nap? If you had said that you had the same heart as your father, and thought that I was the kind of man who couldn’t trust me, I wouldn’t have forced you to marry me! If you want to make a scene, you can have a good night’s sleep. But if you’re going to listen to me and get a divorce, I’m going to give you my heart. I’m sorry.
Listen to this tone. It’s a long way to go.
“I didn’t want to divorce you. I was just worried about you. Did you misappropriate the public funds? * I’m talking to you, and I see the face and the air * * * I’m trying to hold on to it * * I’m going to slip a little bit of blood in my heart *
“You’re crazy. Can you talk nonsense? You’ll go to jail. I’m sorry.
“You’re still in jail. Uncle Nat’s been checking his account, and he’s following me privately, saying that you’ve moved 20 million dollars for over a year. I don’t understand. I just listened to Uncle Nat. I’m sorry.
“Hark? How did he find out? What did he tell you? “I’m scared to sit on the boss’s chair.
“You bought that expensive house for Han to laugh, and Han to laugh is not a low-key man. *I’ll throw dirty water at Han’s smile.
And he looked at me in the white of his face, and grabbed my hand and cried to me with a cry: “My wife, I was wrong. Listen to me. I don’t have any feelings with Han.
I bought her a house because of the baby in her belly. Didn’t you always want a baby? I told her, a kid, a house, it’s clear, and the kids are for us. I didn’t do this because I couldn’t handle the lower half, but because I wanted us to have a whole family. I just wanted you to be happy, you know? I’m sorry.
Ugh!
It would be disgusting if I hadn’t held this son of a bitch to death in his hand.
“So I’ll talk to Uncle Nat? He doesn’t have to listen to me. “I pretended to whisper with anxiety.
“He’s gonna give you some respect. It’s Dad’s old part. “I’m willing to help him out, and I can see the light.
“Well, I can say it, the 20 million people I need, and you have to find a way to get it back as soon as possible. Otherwise, Uncle Ha’s gonna have to inform the board, and then it’s not about keeping Uncle Ha’s mouth shut. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll figure it out. I’m sorry.
Well, what can you do, if Han smiles and is pregnant and you’re forced to sell a house to fill a hole?
“I can’t. Why don’t you just give me the money you sold me? I’ve got a set of solutions for Yip Yizhuan in my sweet big eyes.
Yeh Yi-chul said to me, “Yes, Qingbao, I forgot to report to you, but I turned your little two over to me for the convenience of buying a house, because you had just given birth, and a lot of formalities had to be done on the spot, and I was afraid that you might make it up, but when I sold the house, I put a lot of money on your account.” I’m sorry.
“Hey, isn’t that for sale yet? They’re husband and wife, whatever you have and mine. I’m sorry.
Qingbao, thank you. “Yahyan held my hand and tears turned in his eyes again.
Am I supposed to be sad at the same time? Yeah, right.
I cried, and I cried, and I cried, and I cried, and I said, “You really want a kid so much? I’m sorry I couldn’t bear it. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, baby, I should’ve talked to you and wanted to bring you the baby and surprise you.
Boo!
That’s a very unusual way to surprise someone.
I’ve got a surprise for you too. You’ll get it when you go to Naokono’s house.
14.
Indeed, as counsel deduces, Yeichiro began with the idea of selling the house to Naokono at a much lower price than the market price.
But he didn’t have time to do it.
She can’t give her house to Naokono.
When I got a late phone call from Yeh Yiquan at night, I opened my cell phone and started waiting for the show on the monitor.
After a long time, when the men and women who had met each other had met in the presence of the men and women who had been poignant, Yeh Yichuan told her about the situation.
“Yah Yiquan! What do you mean? Why can’t I have the house? Didn’t you agree to sell the house to me after you signed up for it? I’m sorry.
Things have changed. Ono, you’re understanding me too. If that bitch finds out I’m running her property like this, she’ll turn her back on me. I’m sorry.
Boo! You call me a bitch!
“Why are you afraid of her? Didn’t you say you’re working hard today? I’m sorry.
“I’m not afraid of her. I’m asking for her right now. I’m sorry.
“I don’t care. The old woman has it. I have to have it. Nod her head all the time. She lives in a villa. Don’t I deserve a two-bedroom? If you don’t get the house under my name as soon as possible, I’ll scare you too. I’m sorry.
Boo! Insulted? I’ll let you stay at my house for free when you can’t afford to pay the rent.
You’re on a high-paying job. You say I’m insulting you? You call me an old woman? That’s too much.
Young man.
“Nano, what do you mean? “Ya Yi
Okay.
I can’t give you more than two years’ sleep. You either…
I’ll pay you 2 million to break up, or I’ll make this house mine.
I’ll show your wife how you’re doing in my bed. I’m sorry.
More than two years? Before you set me up as an assistant? Two guys already fucked? Bihan.
Still smiling?
Yeah, well, that’s a lot of life.
“You still have those? I’m not asking you to delete those pictures in front of me.
Did you? I’m sorry.
Huh? The story’s starting to get better.
Take pictures?
Don’t tell me, Naokono seems to be better than Han.
“Yes, but I still have a backup. Is it exciting? I’m sorry.
“Okay, you got balls, Nano, play with me. I’m sorry.
I suddenly had an amazing idea when Ye Yidduk fell out of the door.
15,
As soon as I heard this set of conversations, I enthusiastically introduced Ma to Mr. Ye Yijo.
Mr. Yaichiro made another appointment with Nano, as he had hoped, and when the evidence was completed, he succeeded in bringing Nano in for extortion.
As Han smiled and refused to return the mansion, I had to be very kind enough to work with Yeichiro to perform a good play for couples who were united.
On the first day of taking back the house, Uncle Nat sent Yip Yao-chul in the name of the misappropriation of funds.
The money was returned, but the fact that the crime had been committed could have been reduced, but it was impossible to get rid of it in its entirety.
“This is what Uncle Nat owes you. He shouldn’t have put this restless thing in your hands. After Summer’s work, he told me.
After finding out that I was looking into Han’s smiles, he immediately realized that the purchase of the house was likely to come out of Yeh Yiquan’s hand, after all, a professional manager, who ate with his salary, shot up 20 million dollars in one shot, had some difficulty. He knew that my house was tight, so he could have told him that he needed to check the company’s account.
So, after obtaining the hard evidence, I was given a watering-out.
Nat knows that Yeh Yao-chul is waiting for his wings to get hard, to get rid of a dog like him, and to please me and turn to me is the best way to make sure he retires.
The more important reason is that he feels guilty about me, because Summer hid something from me.
The reason why Natsano was sent away after the internship was not because he was afraid of the complexity of the company’s work, but because Natsumi had once accidentally seen Yaichiro’s hand mowing on his thighs, knowing that Natsano couldn’t keep it, but his brother was a waste in a car accident and had to fall off a wheelchair and ask for a light and lucrative job for Shasano.
Ha’aretz thought it would be useful to take a break under the eye of the front room and teach her how to live at a young age.
But Natsano underestimates the bottom line, and she likes to play with Yipichiro in front of each other, and backsides, when I’m gone, two people get mad at each other for having sex together.
Yaichiro has been out looking for a woman who is willing to give birth to him for several years, and Naokono does not want to live, but she has a Venice mask game where Yeichiro dies, and she is willing to play all kinds of roles to satisfy Yichiya’s freshness and desire.
Naokono is good at it, and whoever marries her is bound to have a fantastic illusion about changing a new wife every day. It’s also Yip’s idea of touching her was to bury a mine by his side, but…
It is also impossible to resist the cause of moving one step at a time towards a mined area.
“Uncle Nat, I don’t blame you. These things don’t count on you. * And I *
Smiling so loudly that summer with a bitter face back out.
I don’t blame him, but I don’t totally trust him.
Cha-han smiled, I used him, but I never told him about Nano.
One word, even less likely for him to interfere with his own niece.
Sincerely, I prefer to trust that serene lawyer.
16,
The lawyer brought back the divorce papers signed by Yeichiro.
In order to spare the prison for the crime of misappropriation, Yip Ying has signed with tears.
This unequal treaty.
Of course, I didn’t do it too well. I checked the company’s finances and he was married.
After all of the income received by the division, the money was clearly assigned to him in the agreement.
On his, I’m clean.
I shouldn’t have taken him. I won’t take a cent.
I threw the divorce papers in the drawer, and my fingers crossed a few laps on the redwood table.
When my eyes fell on the golden glasses of Ma’s lawyer Sven, and my eyes fell on him, I caught a twitch in his eyes and smiled:
“Thank you, Counselor Ma. Come on, have a drink. I’m sorry.
