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The Tang Clan's villa was like a hornet's nest as the living room was in a mess with almost no place to step down.

Wei Jie was kneeling in the middle of the living room with a dejected expression on his face. His hair was disheveled as he sat on the sofa.

"Little Jun, hurry up and think of a way. This … "These two companies are our lifeblood. Once we destroy them, we won't even have the capital to make a comeback."

Wei Jie looked at Tang Zijun, his sinister look instantly replaced by pain.

That day, after being scolded by Tang Zijun, he had originally wanted to escape with his money. But who knew that that night, he had received news that all the contracts in that small company in S City had all been unilaterally cancelled by the partners.

He had originally wanted to return to the villa to teach Tang Zijun a lesson and also take some benefits from her. He didn't expect that not only would his small company have problems, even Tang Zijun's Tang clan would also face the same crisis.

"At this time, what do you want me to do? It's all because of a useless trash like you. If you had been waiting there the entire time, you would have let that damned girl escape and brought this disaster, Song Qiting, over. "

Tang Zijun was like a crazy woman as she angrily pointed at Wei Jie. She was really regretting her decision now.

"I... I never thought that Song Qiting would interfere with this matter. It's all's fault, it's Wang Jianguo, this trash, for not being able to take care of Tang Zhen under those circumstances. Now, not only have he lost his life, he has also implicated us. "

It had to be said that Wang Jianguo was so unreliable, even if he was beaten to death, he would not take this move. Now that the fox did not play, and had instead provoked a body of horse-flea, Song Qiting had personally said these fierce words in the industry, and it was likely that there would be no one who would work with them in the future.

His eyes turned sinister, as if he had a good idea. He crawled over to Tang Zijun's feet.

"Xiao Jun, Xiao Jun, listen to me, we are not finished yet. Why do you think Song Qiting did this to us?"

Wei Jie said excitedly, he was as though he was grabbing onto the last straw of hope, his crafty eyes were filled with joy.

How could he forget that as long as Tang Zhen was still in their hands, he was afraid that Song Qiting would not let them off scot-free.

"You mean?" However, in the next second her smile immediately disappeared, and she flung off the corner of her clothes that had been grabbed by Wei Jie, "If you want me to beg that bitch Tang Zhen, that's impossible, even if I die, I won't beg her."

said angrily. Not only did her hatred towards Tang Zhen not lessen after all these years, she also felt that Tang Zhen was more and more like that woman. She hated him even more, and wished that she could dig out her bones and drink her blood.

"I beg, I beg. Little Jun, since there's still a mountain left, there's nothing to be afraid of. Just wait for me to call Tang Zhen right now."

Wei Jie said, he quickly got up and ran to the side of the phone, but before he could make a call, he was stopped by a cold voice.

"No need to fight, I'm right here."

With that, Tang Zhen walked into the living room.

The living room was in a mess, there was no place to stop. Tang Zhen snorted, and then stood by the door, as if he wanted to walk in again.

"Little Zhe, you're back. The house is a bit messy, Sister Li, why aren't you moving a chair over to the Miss."

When Wei Jie turned around and saw Tang Zhen, a bunch of wrinkles appeared on his already wrinkled face.

When Sis Li heard Wei Jie's shouts, she quickly came out of the kitchen. Her arm was still bandaged up, it was what Tang Zijun burned that day.

Because her arm was injured, she needed to spend two rounds of effort to bring the chairs for Tang Zhen and Xu Miaomiao. Tang Zhen glanced at Aunt Li, then turned to Wei Jie and said, "There's no need, I won't sit."

Tang Zhen said coldly, she did not plan to enter the house, this home that made people feel cold, she did not want to stay for even a minute longer.

"Alright, alright, alright. Let's not sit down. Little Zhe, what did you come back for? Did you know that there's a problem with our company?"

Wei Jie walked in front of Tang Zhen, all smiles, like a beggar, without any dignity.

Tang Zhen could not help but frown, she did not know that there was any problem with the Tang Family's company, she only came here to find out about the west suburbs' villa and property.

Looking at Wei Jie's expression, she really did not want to admit that this kind of person was her own father. Seeing Wei Jie's approach, she unconsciously took a step back.

"I don't know what happened to your company. I just want to know where the property of the villa in the western suburbs is. Please give me your real estate certificate."

Tang Zhen said with an ice-cold expression on his face. The Tang Clan's company being ruined must have happened sooner or later, so they would be able to sustain such a dirty deal for as long as they could.

"Real estate?" "What property?"

Wei Jie looked at Tang Zijun, confused. He wasn't there when Tang Zhen got married, so he naturally didn't know about the certificate.

She lowered her head, and a hint of guilt flashed across her face. She shrewdly rolled her eyes, and rearranged her messy hair as if nothing had happened.

She arrogantly sat on the sofa again, a trace of treachery flashed across her eyes, "That's right, the real estate certificate is with me, but now that the Tang Clan has suffered such a disaster, I can't give you the real estate."

She straightened her back, crossing her legs and placing both her hands on her knees at the same time. She looked extremely arrogant like a peacock, and didn't even look at Tang Zhen with contempt in her eyes.

"You …"

was extremely furious. She had clearly said that as long as she agreed to marry Song Qiting, she would give her the real estate, but now she had actually gone back on her word.

"You promised to give me this property. That's my grandmother's inheritance, what right do you have to own it?"

Tang Zhen angrily argued with her, while she stood at the door in a daze. She did not think that she would be tricked again and again by her own mother.

"Are you going to argue with me? The real estate is your grandma's real estate, but don't forget, I'm the first in line for the real estate. "

Tang Zijun said in disdain. For a moment, she was in a good mood, she picked up the fan beside her and gently fanned it.

"You … Aren't you afraid that your grandmother will resent you in the sky? Aren't you afraid of retribution? "

Tang Zhen was already incoherent due to Tang Zijun's unreasonable actions. She looked at Tang Zijun angrily, and her body became unsteady, almost falling to the ground. Luckily, Xu Miaomiao reacted quickly enough and caught her.

"Tang Zhen, are you alright?"

Xu Miaomiao anxiously looked at Tang Zhen. After all, this was Tang Zhen's family business, and she had already harmed Tang Zhen once because of her recklessness.

She could tell that the house that Tang Zhen was talking about was extremely important to him, so she did not interrupt him right away.