His Beloved Treasure

Chapter 1997: Chapter 572: Hospital Corridor_3

Zhang Hongyun always felt pressured seeing Qin Mu so confident and composed, making her more eager to crush Qin Mu’s self-confidence.

"Miss Zhang, it seems this is the second time you’re looking for me because of Yang Qin, isn’t it?"

Qin Mu gave her a smile as she spoke, but the smile on her face vanished immediately after.

Zhang Hongyun was about to say she was serious, but seeing the unpredictable expression on Qin Mu’s face, she hesitated.

"Someone once appraised me as one of the world’s most expensive advertising stars, so if Miss Zhang wants to see me again, perhaps you should first weigh the silver in your wallet?"

Zhang Hongyun’s face turned pale instantly, while Qin Mu nodded and walked away.

Zhang Hongyun glanced at Qin Mu and sneered, then looked at her back and said, "You are overly confident. Even if some women don’t earn as much or aren’t as expensive as you, men never think the most expensive is the best. With your attitude, wait for your husband to be stolen by someone else!"

Xiang Hang’s car was parked by the roadside, thinking that last time the lesson from her punctured tire wasn’t deep enough. He needed to do something more, so she’d consider her actions carefully before seeking out Qin Mu again. He took out his phone: "Hey, what are you doing now? Help me with something. Do you remember a woman named Zhang Hongyun? Her house probably needs renovations. Go smash it for me, the harsher the better!"

On the other side, someone asked something, and Xiang Hang replied, "It’s best to let everyone upstairs see, make her unable to live there."

When Xiang Hang hung up the phone, he saw Zhang Hongyun getting into her car and deliberately pressed the horn forcefully when she passed by.

Zhang Hongyun was startled by his sound and thought of the last time she encountered him, then quickly accelerated away from the area.

When she returned home, stepping out of the elevator, she heard some noises outside, and upon raising her eyes, she saw a group of imposing women standing at her door. Nervously, she passed through them, sweeping a defensive gaze over their discontented or contemptuous eyes, and then looked towards her house.

She did not expect her door to be wide open, and inside...

She walked in with fear and couldn’t help but shout, "Ah... What’s going on here?"

"Did you provoke someone?"

A woman in her thirties shouted at her.

Shocked, Zhang Hongyun turned around, wondering how she could provoke the mafia?

"Or did you seduce someone else’s husband? They exposed you but weren’t satisfied and sought revenge again?"

A woman leaning against her doorway mocked.

Zhang Hongyun’s mind was a mess; she had long cut contact with that boss Cong, so how could his wife still trouble her unless the woman was truly insane.

Why did her house become like this?

She incredulously looked inside; everything that could be smashed was, everything that could be broken was shattered.

"So girls should live properly and not provoke others’ husbands; if someone wants to settle scores, whom else would they deal with?"

The bystanders downstairs, eager for drama, chimed in.

"Right, such a nice young lady, and pretty too; she’s truly ruining her future!"

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Zhang Hongyun, feeling extremely vexed, wanted to close the door, then turned her head to find even her door...

Was not spared, having been removed.

Angrily, her fists clenched tightly, she was nearly shouting with agitation. Who could it be?

Could it truly be the wife of that Mr. Cong? As frenzied as a lunatic, likely seeking revenge.

Or was it Yang Qin?

She trembled, her mind somewhat unclear, but quickly dismissed the thought; Yang Qin wouldn’t do such a thing. If Yang Qin knew she hired someone to assault Yang Qin, she wouldn’t still answer her calls and be polite. So who could it be?

She thought it shouldn’t be Qin Mu conducting this either; she had just left Qin Mu, and even if Qin Mu wanted to deal with her, it wouldn’t be at this time. Besides, Qin Mu didn’t know where she lived.

Zhang Hongyun felt the things she’s recently encountered were somewhat eerie; first being forced, then having her home smashed.

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"Oh, Sister Wang, you’re finally here. Quickly, check your place!"

Upon hearing someone approaching from the elevator area, everyone recognized the elder sister who rents from Zhang Hongyun as she had lived there for years. Seeing her arrival, they hurriedly urged her to check her house.