I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 301: Truly Ruthless_1

Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Truly Ruthless_1

"What do you want with me?" Zhao Hongmei asked.

"Heh, time to pay back the money, to repay Feng Lijuan’s 300,000," the blond thug laughed.

"What! Was it Feng Lijuan who sent you?" Zhao Hongmei’s face turned pale.

"We don’t know Feng Lijuan, we’re just following the boss’s orders. Our boss said you have Feng Lijuan’s bank card number, and you’re to transfer the money to Feng Lijuan right now. Once we confirm you’ve transferred it, we’ll leave," the blond thug said.

"Impossible, I have no money," Zhao Hongmei quickly shook her head.

She finally understood that these people were sent by Feng Lijuan.

She had thought that Feng Lijuan couldn’t do anything to her.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lijuan had gone directly for the hard approach.

Truly ruthless!

"No money? If you have no money, then don’t blame us for being impolite," the blond thug sneered and waved his hand.

The other two thugs immediately moved behind Zhao Hongmei, preventing her from escaping.

"What are you trying to do? Let me tell you, if you dare touch me, there won’t be a good ending for you, there are cameras here," Zhao Hongmei said in a panic.

"So what if there’s surveillance? At most, we’ll go in for a few days, our boss will get us out. I’ll ask you one more time, are you going to pay back the money or not? If you don’t pay, I can guarantee that you’d wish you were dead. You really don’t want your video to go viral, do you?"

The blond thug sneered and took out a mobile phone.

"I have no money," Zhao Hongmei said bitterly.

"Seems like you won’t cry until you see the coffin," the blond thug sneered, "Since that’s the case, we don’t need to be polite anymore. You might be a bit old, but you’re still better than those women in the Red Light District."

He looked at his two companions: "Go on, who wants to go first."

One of the thugs with blue hair chuckled evilly: "Brother Chen, let me go first, this woman is indeed better than those we’ve seen in the Red Light District."

The blond thug laughed: "Okay, you go first."

He opened his mobile phone, ready to start recording a video.

"Don’t mess around, I don’t have that much money on me, but I can borrow some!" Zhao Hongmei said hastily.

If it were just Feng Lijuan coming for her, no matter what Feng Lijuan played at, she wouldn’t be afraid and wouldn’t pay.

But with Feng Lijuan playing this dirty trick, she really couldn’t stand it.

The money had to be paid, no matter what.

Even if it meant borrowing it, it had to be done.

Otherwise, being humiliated by these thugs and having it recorded on video, she might as well not live at all.

"Ah, what a pity, if only you didn’t borrow the money," the blond thug said with regret.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongmei shuddered all over, quickly set everything aside, took out her mobile phone, and started making calls.

After making more than a dozen calls, she finally managed to scrape together 300,000 and transferred it to Feng Lijuan’s bank account.

After confirming that the 300,000 had indeed been transferred to Feng Lijuan’s bank account, the three thugs left.

"Feng Lijuan, you’re ruthless enough, I truly underestimated you!" Zhao Hongmei gritted her teeth in anger.

All her hard work was for naught in the end.

She went back inside her house, took out her mobile phone, and called a sister named Alan, hoping to warn the latter.

Soon the call went through.

Before she could speak, Alan’s voice came from the phone: "Amei, just now a few thugs blocked my door, demanding I pay back Feng Lijuan’s 300,000. It must have been Feng Lijuan’s doing, I didn’t expect her to pull this move on me. Just now, Ashan and the others called me, saying they were also blocked and forced to pay. We had no choice but to borrow money and pay them off. How about you?"

Zhao Hongmei gave a bitter smile: "I was also blocked at my door and had to borrow money to pay them off."

Alan said angrily, "It looks like Feng Lijuan got several groups of people to come at the same time, pressuring us to pay back the money. She’s really ruthless, completely disregarding any sisterly affection!"

She actually blamed Feng Lijuan for it and even mentioned sisterly affection. I really don’t know what she was thinking.

Zhao Hongmei took a deep breath and said, "Alan, we can’t just let this go."

Alan was startled, "Let this go? What else can we do? It’s not possible to swindle money from her anymore. Forget it, she won’t trust us again."

Zhao Hongmei said, "She doesn’t trust us, but she’ll trust someone else. She’s someone who easily trusts people. We can plan this carefully. Let’s find someone to target her. We won’t show our faces, but we can still make money off her. She won’t know it was us. Any attempts she makes to lash out at us will be impossible."

After all the hustle, they hadn’t earned a dime—in fact, they had spent quite a lot after getting some money earlier, essentially ending up at a loss.

She really wasn’t reconciled and still wanted to fleece Feng Lijuan, this fat sheep.

"Can this really work?" Alan asked with some uncertainty.

"It definitely will," Zhao Hongmei asserted. "Here’s what we’ll do: you and Ashan come over to my house tonight, and we’ll talk about how to fleece her properly."

"Okay, I’ll contact them and head to your place right away," Alan replied.

...

In the apartment that Feng Lijuan rented.

"This Liu Chao is really efficient," she noted with approval.

Looking at her bank account balance, which had increased by 1.2 million, a smile spread across Feng Lijuan’s face.

At that moment, her phone rang—it was Liu Chao calling.

She waited a bit before pressing the answer button.

"Auntie Feng, did you receive the money?" Liu Chao asked cheerfully.

He had received a notification from Wang Yong that the matter was settled and had immediately called Feng Lijuan.

"Received, thank you," Feng Lijuan said.

"I’ve already said there’s no need to thank me. If you really want to express gratitude, you can thank me when I come over tonight," Liu Chao said, still chuckling.

"Are you really coming over?" asked Feng Lijuan.

"Of course, I really miss you," Liu Chao replied cheerfully.

"Would you like to come over for dinner? I could go buy some groceries," Feng Lijuan hesitantly asked.

"Sure, I haven’t yet tasted Auntie Feng’s cooking," Liu Chao responded with a laugh.

"What time will you come over? I’ll plan the meal accordingly," Feng Lijuan continued.

"It seems Auntie Feng wants me to be able to eat as soon as I get there. I’ll probably arrive around seven. I have a meeting today and can’t leave work early. I won’t get off until six, and with rush hour, it’s definitely going to be jammed. It’ll take around an hour to drive to your place," Liu Chao explained.

Liu Chao was now the president of Wansheng Venture Capital. He couldn’t act as casually as before.

In the past, with his dad covering for him, he didn’t need to work and could just roam around and have fun, investing whenever the opportunity arose.

It was different now. As the president of Wansheng Venture Capital, he was sometimes quite busy.

Moreover, his position in the company wasn’t entirely stable yet, so there was no way he could change the timing of an already scheduled senior management meeting.

If he changed the timing, it would give other shareholders a reason to trouble him.

"Okay, what would you like to eat?" Feng Lijuan asked.

"Auntie Feng really cares about me..." Liu Chao said playfully, listing a few of his favorite dishes.

"Alright, goodbye," Feng Lijuan hung up the phone.

Setting down her phone, she let out a light sigh, "I’ll consider this meal as a gesture of gratitude toward him.

As for whether that was true, only she knew in her heart.