My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 81 - 82: Death with Excess Guilt

Chapter 81: Chapter 82: Death with Excess Guilt

"What, pig’s blood?"

"Could it be that this couple are scam artists?" Many bystanders were astonished.

The blond shrew snapped viciously, "You little twerp, you’re talking nonsense! How could the blood on my husband’s face be pig’s blood? I think you’re just unwilling to pay up! Fellow townspeople, you all come and judge this!"

"Young man, what makes you say it’s pig’s blood?"

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, the reason I say the blood on this man’s face is pig’s blood is definitely grounded. I need a basin of clean water!" Ye Wudao spoke up.

"I have some!" At this moment, a man with a bucket of water came up to Ye Wudao.

"Thanks!" Ye Wudao grabbed the bucket, approached the man with blood all over his face.

Seeing this, the blond shrew immediately panicked, reaching out to block Ye Wudao; "You, what are you trying to do?"

"Heh, just washing your husband’s face for him. It must be uncomfortable with pig’s blood all over it, right?" Ye Wudao smirked and poured the bucket of water directly onto the man’s face.

"Pfft!" The man sneezed, opened his eyes, and the fresh blood on his face was completely washed away, leaving not a trace behind.

The entire scene was shocked!

"Fellow townspeople, please look!" Ye Wudao said, pointing at the man on the ground.

"My God, the blood on this man’s face is gone!"

"There’s not a single wound!"

"They are scam artists!" The surrounding people were incredibly angry; the scam artists they despised the most during daylight.

"Illiterate, scamming during broad daylight, what a shameless act, it’s practically animal behavior!" An old man with a cane angrily cursed.

"Wife, I said we shouldn’t do this, right?" The man, after being exposed, complained with a look of remorse.

"Stop blabbering, just run!" The blond shrew pulled the man to flee but was stopped by Ye Wudao.

"Thinking of running after scamming? Not so easy, is it?" Ye Wudao sneered.

Seeing his reaction, the blond shrew viciously said, "You little twerp, what do you want to do?"

Ye Wudao pointed at the Lamborghini and said, "This is my wife’s Lamborghini, worth over eight million. Everyone look, my headlight has been cracked by your husband’s impact!"

Many onlookers went to check and nodded, "Indeed it has!"

"Young man, that headlight of yours isn’t cheap, is it?" An old man curiously asked.

"Just a headlight, at most a hundred and eighty dollars, I’ll pay you, okay!" The blond shrew dug out a hundred dollars from her pocket and threw it on Ye Wudao; "I’m really unlucky to run into you today!"

After speaking, the blond shrew tried to leave.

"A hundred dollars? Haha, that’s not even enough for a light bulb. Do you know how much my headlight costs? It’s a pure import from Italy, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars. Compensate me first then you can leave!" said Ye Wudao indifferently.

Hiss!

One hundred and eighty thousand dollars!

Hearing this number, the blond shrew’s legs turned to jelly, trembling she said; "You, you’re talking nonsense. How can a broken headlight be worth so much money?"

Just at this moment, a young man driving a Maserati sports car got out and said, "He’s not wrong, the headlight of this Lamborghini ’Bull,’ it indeed costs one hundred and eighty thousand dollars!"

"It’s over, I’m done for!" The blond shrew was completely panicking, where could she come up with one hundred and eighty thousand dollars?

She gritted her teeth and played the rogue; "Humph, I don’t have that much money, even if I did, I wouldn’t pay!"

"No money, then please go and sit in jail!" Ye Wudao said flatly.

"You little twerp, you’re pushing me, believe it or not I’ll smash my head into your car and die?" the blond shrew threatened.

"Whatever!" Ye Wudao was nonchalant.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, this is all my fault. Even if I have to bankrupt myself, I will compensate you!" the middle-aged man apologized, full of guilt.

"You good-for-nothing, can’t you do anything right? Why would you even consider taking money out? Can we not live on?" The blond shrew angrily said.

"Shut up!" The man, in a fit of anger, slapped the woman across the face.

"Wang Er, how dare you hit me?" The blond shrew was stunned; throughout their ten-year marriage, it had always been her who hit the man, she had never been hit before.

"I said from the start not to do this, it’s not ethical! It’s all because of you, this cheap woman. If not for your rotten idea, would we be humiliated like this?"

The honest and straightforward man lost his temper; "Although we are poor, everything we earnt was honest. You woman are too malicious!"

"Wang Er, you dare to curse at me, I want a divorce, I’ll divorce you!" shouted the blond shrew.

"Let’s divorce then!" said Wang Er.

"Well done!"

"You finally did something right!" Many bystanders supported Wang Er’s decision, the blond shrew was too abhorrent.

"Actually, this man is quite pitiable!" Su Yueli said; "Let’s not ask him to compensate us, shall we?"

Ye Wudao nodded, saying, "You don’t have to compensate us, you can go!"

"Benefactor, thank you!" Wang Er knelt down to kowtow in gratitude, his tears flowing as he left.

"Hey, you’re the instigator of this plot, pay up!" Ye Wudao indifferently said to the blond shrew.

"Pay up, you’re dreaming in daylight, I won’t pay you a penny!" The blond shrew sneered, turned to run, but a large truck was approaching head-on.

No!

Don’t!

The blond shrew’s eyes bulged, and before she could react, her body was flung into the air by the impact, emitting a scream like that of a slaughtered pig, and she harshly crashed to the ground, her life hanging by a thread.

"Well hit!"

"That shrew deserved to die!" Many bystanders spontaneously applauded, feeling immensely satisfied.

"Seems even the heavens couldn’t stand it any longer!" Ye Wudao laughed.

Even the kind-hearted Su Yueli couldn’t help but say, "She deserved every bit of it!"

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