My Waste Husband

Chapter 280

Looking at the ring under her feet that had been completely stepped by Tan, Future couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

Henry looked at Future and wanted to comfort her. He wanted to tell her that such a scum was not worthy of her affection, but Henry knew that no matter how he comforted her, it was useless.

There were almost no women who had not met a few bad guys when they were not sensible. There were some things that could only be understood after they were experienced.

"Enough." Tan's wife said impatiently, "Put away your pitiful look. I don't know what my husband and you have. This is 20,000 yuan. It's a compensation for you. Don't harass my husband anymore, understand?"

When she waved her hand, a strong man in a suit beside her took out two piles of 100-yuan bills and put them on the table in front of Future.

"You just want money, don't you? Now I've given you the money. Are you satisfied?" Tan's wife continued.

Future grabbed the 20,000 yuan on the table and throw it at Tan's wife. "Who wants your money?"

Two hundred yuan were all over the sky.

"Tsk, tsk. You really have guts. I hope that after I leave, someone will lie on the ground and pick up the money like a dog." Tan's wife smiled disdainfully and turned to walk out of the room.

Tan quickly followed her and did not even look at Future.

Chris Huang shook his head and looked at Future. "Beauty, I'll tell you the truth. If you really want money, I'll give you 100,000 yuan. Would you sleep with me tonight?"

In Chris's eyes, there was a strong sense of possessiveness, and he kept looking at Future from head to toe.

Henry clenched his fist and looked at Chris unkindly. "Boy, get out of my way before I break your legs!"

Chris looked at the muscles on Henry's arm and glanced at his mouth. "What the hell? A whore wants to build a memorial statue?"

Tan followed his wife all the way out of the Golden Lion Hotel.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the hotel, he found that there was a noise in front of the hotel.

"D*mn it. Whose car is this? Such a big gift, to give McLaren P1?"

"It's more than just a McLaren. Do you see that property certificate? 310 square meters, 110,000 square meters!"

"And that watch, eight million yuan."

"Which young master is chasing a girl? That girl is a little too lucky, isn't she?"

"What girl? Look carefully, that watch is obviously a man's watch! It's a gift from a woman to a man!"

"What the f*ck, she's so awesome!"

"I'm so envious. He doesn't need to struggle for the rest of his life."

"Envy? Are you willing to accept these gift if they are from an ugly woman?"

"Of course I'm willing to. Why not?"

Wave after wave of noise came to Tan's ears. Seeing the dazzling and expensive gifts in front of him, he felt envious in his heart.

Comparisons are odious. He found a rich woman who gave him tens of thousands of yuan a month. He even made himself angry. Then he looked at others. This gift cost more than 50 million yuan. It would be great if he could meet such a rich woman.

While he was thinking, a middle-aged man in a black suit and white gloves, standing next to McLaren, came to him.

The middle-aged man took a photo in his hand and politely asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Tan Bei?"

"It's me, and you are?" Tan was a bit unclear about the situation.

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded. "Mr. Bei, these are all gifts for you."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of "please" to Tan, facing the McLaren G1, and at the same time spreading out the property ownership certificate which was worth 30 million yuan. The watch worth 8 million yuan was also placed on the real estate certificate.

The middle-aged man's words and behaviour stunned Tan. "These... are for me?" Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Tan subconsciously looked at his wife.

The woman with heavy makeup was also full of doubts.

At this moment, the onlookers at the door of the hotel were all looking at Tan with envy. "This guy is really lucky."

Tan swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief, "Is this... is it really for me? Are you filming a reality show?"

"Of course not." The middle-aged man smiled politely. "It's all for Mr. Bei. I'm not joking at all!"

"This!" There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. Although he did not know who gave these things to him, it was not important. As long as these things were really his, he was willing to sleep with the sow.

When Tan stretch out his hands and was about to take the car key and the property ownership certificate from the middle-aged man, a voice sounded at the door of the hotel.

"There's no need to give these to him!"

Seeing that Tan had grabbed the property ownership certificate and car key, the middle-aged man suddenly withdrew his hand and took everything back. The things worth fifty million yuan was in his hand, and it was taken back. The strong contrast made him feel like he was going crazy.

Tan turned around and saw Future coming out of the hotel with Henry.

"Miss!" As soon as the middle-aged man in a suit saw Future, he immediately bowed and greeted her respectfully.

"Take these things away, you don't have to give them to him." Future's face was cold.

"But Miss..." There was a hint of embarrassment on the middle-aged man's face. "According to what you said, Mr. Bei's name has been written on this car."

"His name?" Future looked at Tan and her eyes were full of disgust. Future took out a chair from the hotel, strode to the McLaren G1, and smashed the chair in her hand to the car.

With a snap, all the onlookers closed their eyes subconsciously.

Car was worth more than ten million yuan. How could she smash it just like that?

Future looked at the car coldly and said, "Destroy it!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man did not hesitate at all. He turned around, picked up the chair that Future had just thrown, and smashed it hard on the car.

The onlookers saw with their own eyes that the luxury car worth more than tens of millions of yuan had been smashed to the ground, leaving a lot of pits and holes.

After smashing, the middle-aged man ran to the side again, drove a limited-edition extended Rolls- Royce and slammed it against the McLaren G1.

In this way, the whole car was completely destroyed.

Seeing this scene, Tan's face turned pale.

He really didn't expect that Future would have such a large amount of money.

Now, he couldn't wait to smash himself to death. How could he give up on such a woman and choose this yellow-faced old woman beside him?

The onlookers couldn't help but say, "What the f*ck, this buddy is brave. Such a beautiful girl is chasing him, but he doesn't want to be with her.

"Who said no? If it were me, let alone this girl is so rich, even if she doesn't have money, I would also take care of her as a treasure in my hand!"

Hearing these words, Tan felt a deep sarcasm.