4: Chapter 0004: I Want to Break Off the Engagement 4: Chapter 0004: I Want to Break Off the Engagement “You seriously can’t have any shame, can you?”
Mu Bingtong turned around, somewhat speechlessly looking at the grinning Chu Ge, and she suddenly felt that letting this guy help her out might have been a mistake!
However, this guy didn’t seem to notice Mu Bingtong’s displeased expression at all; instead, he stepped closer and shamelessly said, “But don’t worry, the reason I came to Shanghai this time is to break off our engagement.”
Break off the engagement?
Mu Bingtong was stunned.
As the helmsman of Jinxiu Group, Mu Bingtong’s personality was naturally assertive, and her assertiveness fostered confidence in herself.
She had never doubted her own appearance.
In Shanghai, whether they were social elites or scions of prominent families, marrying her would be a dream come true.
And yet, this man in front of her, dressed like a beggar, not only claimed to be her husband but now also wanted to break off their marriage?
“Do you…do you know what you’re talking about?” Mu Bingtong suddenly forgot to retort and just blankly blurted out the question.
What followed almost blew her top.
“Ah, Bingtong, I know you like me, but I’m sorry!” This guy looked genuinely heartbroken and reluctant: “I am a man with broad ambitions, I cannot forsake the entire forest for one giant tree.
So, Bingtong, sorry, I let down your feelings towards me!”
Where does he get his confidence from?
For the first time, Mu Bingtong felt the urge to curse profusely.
Suddenly, she turned around and nearly ran off, suspecting that if she stayed any longer, she might not be able to control her desire to stab someone!
“Uh, what’s wrong with Lady Mu?” Zhao Wuji had just walked back and happened to see Mu Bingtong’s hurried departure.
In his mind, this woman had always been orderly and dignified.
Why did her retreating figure seem somewhat flustered?
“It’s nothing.” Chu Ge took the bank card and cash: “Women have a few days every month, just ignore her.”
While Chu Ge was having a pleasant chat inside the bank, he was unaware that a group of people were suffering because of him.
“Boss, why hasn’t that guy come out yet?
In this scorching heat, I feel like my skin is about to peel off.
Should we just storm in and grab him?”
At the corner of the Tianrui Bank’s entrance, Huang Mao dragged his tongue like a dog, grimacing as he spoke.
“Are you freaking stupid?” The big baldy, apparently the boss, slapped Huang Mao on the head right after: “This is Tianrui Bank!
Not your backyard farm, storm in and grab him?
You’d be locked up before you even stepped in.”
“Ah—” Huang Mao looked aggrievedly at the big baldy, tousling his own hair, “Boss, can you not keep hitting my head?
You’re messing up my hairstyle that cost me over fifty bucks…”
“Hey, you freaking—” The big baldy glared, delivering a series of slaps on Huang Mao’s head: “That fifty…
He’s coming out!” Just then, a fatty suddenly tugged at the baldy’s clothes, pointing anxiously ahead, “Hurry, he seems to be trying to hail a cab!”
“What are you waiting for, get him!”
A group of people swarmed out of the bushes.
The driver originally intended to stop the car when he saw someone waving, but when he saw the crowd, he immediately floored the gas pedal!
Chu Ge was standing by the roadside, still baffled, when Big Baldy had already led a group over and surrounded him.
“Was it you guys who scared off my taxi?” Chu Ge scanned the crowd, his face not showing a trace of fear, but instead, he calmly asked this question.
Big Baldy hadn’t expected him to be so composed and didn’t think much of it, and sneered: “Who cares about the taxi?
I’ll personally drive a van to carry you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the followers started pushing Chu Ge towards a Jinbei van parked on the side of the road, but Chu Ge did not resist at all.
Instead, his lips slightly curled up, revealing a sinister smile.
Golden City International, located in the heart of Shanghai, is not just a place for the wealthy.
Inside a villa, a young man with a sullen expression was sitting on the sofa, his gaze fixed intently on a mobile phone laid on the coffee table, seemingly waiting for something.
Next to the young man was a middle-aged man who resembled him by seventy to eighty percent.
But his gloominess was not shown on his face, rather, it was hidden in his eyes!
“Jun, how many times have I told you?
A man aiming to achieve great things must maintain composure.
You are still too impetuous!” The middle-aged man casually said while he leisurely sipped his tea.
“That punk has to pay the price!” Chen Jun’s eyes filled with ferocity: “Today he embarrassed me in front of Bingtong and even got slapped by Zhao Wuji, I will make him regret being born in this world!”
The middle-aged man put down his teacup, furrowing his brows slightly: “This man’s background is probably not simple.
To have Zhao Wuji bow down, across the entire Shanghai, there are not many who could!”
“It’s no big deal.” Chen Jun said contemptuously, “He’s just a country bumpkin; what can be so complicated?
I’ve already had him investigated; he indeed came from a remote village.
Dad, I must avenge this insult!”
“Are the people you contacted reliable?”
“Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems.” Chen Jun smirked, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: “I instructed them to cripple that kid, but not kill him.
Then drag him onto the streets to beg.
Later, I’ll arrange for that bitch Mu Bingtong to meet him.”
The middle-aged man nodded.
Although his son was not the brightest, his ruthlessness was quite learned.
“Jun, you must win over Mu Bingtong, it will greatly help your future career.
I’ll continue to send benefits to her stepmother and simultaneously exert pressure to expedite the process.”
Excitement flashed in Chen Jun’s eyes at his father’s words.
He had long coveted Mu Bingtong, how could he disagree?
He nodded repeatedly: “Don’t worry, I will definitely get that bitch Mu Bingtong.
Always acting like an ice queen in front of me, damn it, once I have her, I’ll make that little bitch cry and beg under me!”
Just then, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.
“Hehe, that punk is already crippled!” Chen Jun revealed a sinister smile, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button: “Baldy, how did it go?
Did the kid cry and beg while you guys were breaking his limbs?”
However, to Chen Jun’s surprise, there was no sound from the other end of the phone, and suddenly, he had an ominous feeling.
Finally, Baldy’s voice, crying, came through the phone.