Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Now the Chinese New Year is so lively for a few days. After the fifth day of the first year, many people who go to work in other places began to return one after another. After the seventh day of the first year, the taste of the new year faded.

After Song Feng started school in the evening, the class was tense, and he was soaked in the pile of books every day, and there were always imitation papers on the table.

At the beginning of February, there was a four-city joint entrance examination, which was a large-scale preliminary test. The difficulty was similar to that of the college entrance examination. Everyone was eager to see where their scores were.

After getting busy, there were very few calls with Fu Chen.

That night, she got off the evening self-study, but she didn't see Qiao Aiyun's figure, so she took out the mobile phone that had been turned off in the middle of the schoolbag.

Taking advantage of her mobile phone, she looked around. She was still on duty today, and came out ten minutes later than usual. Apart from the small vendors at the school gate, there were no more students.

Why hasn't she arrived yet.

It was at this time that she saw two people in their twenties and thirties not far away, standing in front of the barbecue stall with skewers in their hands, but they seemed to look at her from time to time.

She took a few steps to a stall selling things, avoiding the sight of the two.

The phone was turned on. Before she could dial out, Qiao Aiyun's car arrived. She hurriedly opened the door and got in, "Mom, why are you so late today."

"Something happened, I met a friend." Qiao Aiyun smiled unnaturally.

"What about the store?" Song Fengwan raised her eyebrows.

Qiao Aiyun smiled and said nothing.

**

During the Chinese New Year, Yutangchun sold jade, and the business was booming. Two thieves were also caught. When one of them was caught, he not only injured two employees, but also injured a customer. The incident happened in the store, and Qiao Aiyun was naturally responsible.

The man was still a habitual offender and had no money to compensate. So far, all medical expenses have been paid by Qiao Aiyun.

Song Fengwan thought that something happened in the store. According to Qiao Aiyun's ability, she could definitely handle it, but she didn't take it to heart.

When they got home, Geng Ying was already waiting at the door.

"Sorry, go pick up the child, you have waited for a long time." Qiao Aiyun looked at her standing in the cold wind, and felt sorry in her heart.

"I just came too." Geng Ying smiled.

"Hello, auntie." Song Fengwan greeted her, and she was muttering in her heart, what happened, and even a lawyer was called.

After the three entered the room, Song Fengwan went back to the room to continue studying, while Qiao Aiyun and Geng Ying entered the study.

...

Near twelve o'clock, Song Feng went downstairs to find something to eat. Seeing that the study was still bright, he frowned slightly, talking about what happened so late.

She warmed up a glass of milk, and took advantage of this time to send a few text messages to Fu Chen, and the landline phone in the living room rang suddenly...

She was frightened, who would call home so late?

Song Fengwan just picked up the phone, but didn't make a sound, the other party was already clamoring.

"...It's only right and proper to pay your debts. If you don't pay, don't blame us for being rude."

"You are also a respectable person in Yuncheng, and you don't have any money at all?"

"If you don't pay back the money, I'll take someone to the gate of Yutangchun tomorrow to shout. Don't blame us if your business won't be successful."

...

Song Fengwan was dumbfounded, "Who are you?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, the phone was robbed, and Qiao Aiyun and Geng Ying didn't know when to get off.

"I warn you, this money has nothing to do with me. Whoever borrows your money will go with whom you want to go." Qiao Aiyun hung up the phone after she finished speaking, and even ripped off the phone line.

"Mom? What's going on?"

Qiao Aiyun's face was ashen.

"Let's talk to Wanwan and let her be prepared." Geng Ying suggested, Qiao Aiyun didn't say anything, it was tacit approval.

"Song Jingren has to be mentioned in this matter." Geng Ying sighed.

"He..." Song Fengwan hadn't heard anyone mention this name for a long time, and was a little surprised, "What's wrong with him?"

"At that time, the Song Group had no capital turnover, and the major banks couldn't lend him money, so he borrowed a few high-interest loans from the private sector, promising high interest."

"It was said that it would be returned in a few days, but something went wrong, people were arrested, and the company was closed."

Song Fengwan's head was a little dazed.

"The bank converts the company's assets into liquidation. After the year, the money will be remitted to the credit unions or banks that he lent money to. These are legal and legal, and these loan sharks will naturally not get a penny."

"I dare not go to the court bank, and I can't get in touch with Song Jingren, so I can only go to your mother."

"They kept saying that the money was borrowed during their relationship and that your mother was required to pay it back."

Song Fengwan was stunned, "This is his personal loan, what does it have to do with us?"

Geng Ying chuckled, "It doesn't matter, unless the husband and wife signed it together, and the money was not used for their common living expenses."

"But these hooligans don't think so."

"Anyway, your houses and shops are all there, they are all kinds of rogues."

"Then what should we do now?" Song Fengwan didn't expect Song Jingren to leave such a mess.

"We took the legal route, but these people are all rascals, so I'm afraid they'll make trouble again." Geng Ying sighed.

"Can't you ask the police to arrest them when they make trouble?" Song Fengwan frowned.

"These people are professional debt collectors. They know how to do it without breaking the law. They won't do anything to you. Even if the police come, they must have a reason to arrest people."

"Those with a bad nature will go to your door to beat gongs and drums with things, so that everyone in the neighborhood will know it. It's a shame."

Song Feng nodded late.

"I'll handle this matter, don't worry about it, go back to bed early, and I'll send you auntie." Qiao Aiyun patted her hair.

Song Fengwan watched the two leave, feeling rather uneasy in her heart, she always felt that it was not easy to deal with.

Song Jingren's loan was definitely not a small amount. It had been a few months since he was put in prison. This kind of usury, with interest rolling up, was also very terrifying.

She was also worried about this matter. Since she took the legal route, she thought the matter would be resolved satisfactorily.

**

Until one morning, when Qiao Aiyun sent her to school, a banner with black characters on a white background was pulled up at the gate of the community.

Several large characters are written.

[Boss Yutangchun, if you don't pay your debts, you will lose your conscience]

They stood in the public area, and the security of the community was also very embarrassed. The community was full of acquaintances. This time, Qiao Aiyun was completely annoyed. She lowered the car window.

"Chenghu, what do you want? I told you a long time ago that I have no obligation to pay back the money."

One of the men stood up, a short, stout man with dyed gray hair, a shiny face, a big belly, a cigar in his hand, and half a tattoo on the exposed neck and the back of his hands.

At first glance, it is an old fried dough stick that has been in the society all the year round.

"Ms. Qiao, you were husband and wife at that time. Your husband borrowed money, why is there no obligation to pay it back?"

"If you go on like this, I'll call the police and arrest you." Qiao Aiyun has dealt with them, being a rascal and a scoundrel, it doesn't make sense at all.

When the other party heard that he was going to call the police, he laughed out loud, "If you have the ability, just call the police and try. We stand in the public area and just pull up a banner. What can the police do to us, I didn't beat you and scold you."

Qiao Aiyun got angry, closed the door, stepped on the accelerator, and prepared to leave.

The car just started and drove less than a meter away...

Suddenly a man rushed out from one side and hit the front of her car directly!

Qiao Aiyun braked suddenly, her face turning pale with fright.

Song Fengwan was so frightened that she stiffened, panting heavily, and for a moment, her mind went blank.

"Mom—" Song Fengwan saw this battle, and his head was dazed.

Qiao Aiyun hurriedly pushed the door and got out of the car. The man she hit was lying on the ground, crying and howling, and he was really bleeding.

Cheng Hu's group immediately rushed over and grabbed her arm, "Ms. Qiao, you hit someone now, you can't escape."

"You guys..." Qiao Aiyun is not stupid, this group of people is clearly here to blackmail, and if they fail, they start to mess with porcelain.

Make it clear that you have to rely on yourself.

"Mom—" Song Feng was in a hurry and wanted to push the door to get out of the car.

"Don't come out! Lock the car." Qiao Aiyun roared.

Just when someone tried to open the car door, Song Fengwan moved faster to lock the car door.

"Ms. Qiao, even if you don't want to pay back the money, you don't need to deliberately hit someone with your car. You are murder." Cheng Hu was smoking a cigar, his teeth yellowed by the smoke all the year round.

Song Fengwan took out her mobile phone, dialed 110 with trembling fingers, and called the police. She called Fu Chen, and the phone was busy, so she could only call Yan Wangchuan.

She really hated Song Jingren at the bottom of her heart. It was enough to cause a lot of trouble. Everyone went in, leaving such a mess.

Yan Wangchuan had just arrived in Yuncheng at the moment, and was waiting for his luggage at the airport. When he received a call, he ran out without his luggage.

"General Manager Yan, General Manager Yan..." The little assistant was stunned and ran away if he didn't want anything? How could he carry these five or six suitcases by himself?

This is a historical legacy of Song Zha Zha. In fact, there are really various ways to ask for money in this kind of private loan, and it can really kill you!