Cheng Bin was slightly startled, then smiled bitterly and said, "Master Cheng, aren't you forcing me to die? Others don't know about the current situation at home, but you don't know? Well, how about waiting for this period of time?"
The money that Cheng Bin owed Fang Zhicheng was not a small sum, so he could only adopt a delaying tactic.
Seeing Cheng Bin refusing to pay again, Fang Zhicheng was extremely depressed. Thinking about Qin Yuming not answering his calls, he threw all his resentment on Cheng Bin and said in a deep voice: "This won't do. Brother Cheng, although we have a good relationship, brothers still have to settle accounts. If you don't pay me back, then I can only take other measures."
"Mr. Cheng, we've been neighbors for so many years, and you still don't trust me?" Cheng Bin asked flatteringly.
A person needs to maintain his dignity, and a tree needs to maintain its bark. The two have been neighbors for many years. Cheng Bin was afraid that Fang Zhicheng would make a big deal out of it, otherwise his reputation would become even worse.
"If you can even lie to your wife, how can I trust you?" Fang Zhicheng said sarcastically.
Cheng Bin's face changed drastically, and he was so angry that he could hardly speak. Seeing that the other party was no longer willing to talk, he thought about tearing his face apart and said forcefully: "Mr. Cheng, you should forgive others when you can. If you force me to pay back the money, then the worst that can happen is that I will have to fight to the death!"
Fang Zhicheng sneered, softened his tone, and said, "Brother Cheng, you don't have to pay me back for the time being, but I want you to promise me one thing."
Cheng Bin was delighted when he saw the unexpected turn of events. "Whatever it is, as long as I can do it, I will do it without hesitation."
Fang Zhicheng thought for a moment and said calmly: "You should divorce your sister-in-law..."
Cheng Bin opened his mouth wide and said in astonishment: "What did you say, you little brat? Who do you think you are?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Cheng, I am an outsider and I know the situation between you and your sister-in-law. Now you have no chance to get back to the way you were before, so why do you still want to drag each other down?"
"I really misjudged you. You actually used money to blackmail me..." Cheng Bin shook his head repeatedly and said in a deep voice, "You are so cruel. No wonder I always felt that there was something wrong with the way you looked at Qin Yuming. You adulterers, it turns out that you are..."
"Brother Cheng! What nonsense are you talking about! I'm just speaking up for my sister-in-law." Fang Zhicheng shouted, interrupting Cheng Bin, "Do you think my sister-in-law is that kind of person? Don't think everyone in the world is as shameless, dirty and filthy as you are, okay?"
Cheng Bin was stunned, because Qin Yuming was indeed not an unfaithful person. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed and said, "Maybe you are right, let me think about it!"
After calling Cheng Bin, Fang Zhicheng was silent for a long time. He didn't expect that he would be so shameless as to force Cheng Bin to divorce on his own initiative by using the reason of paying back the money.
Fang Zhicheng thought to himself that he was so angry that he did this. At this time, his cell phone vibrated. Qin Yuming called back. Fang Zhicheng thought about it, but in the end he did not have the courage to answer it, so he threw the phone directly into his bag.
After going out, Fang Zhicheng saw a petite, heavily made-up woman coming up from downstairs, and then slowly opened the door next door. Fang Zhicheng knew that this was the mistress, a woman named Xiaohong, so he didn't treat her well.
Xiao Hong walked into the room and saw Cheng Bin still lying on the bed, seemingly thinking about something. She poked his back with her arm and said unhappily, "Get up. I have something to tell you."
Cheng Bin sighed and complained softly, "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Xiao Hong frowned and said, "Who is that next door? Every time he sees me, his face is very ugly, as if he wants to eat me."
"What kind of delicacy do you think you are?" Cheng Bin said sarcastically, and then thought about it and realized that she was referring to Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng had a good relationship with Qin Yuming, so how could he give Xiaohong a good face? He said indifferently, "Mind your own business!"
Xiao Hong was very dissatisfied with Cheng Bin's attitude. She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, and said angrily: "What's your attitude? Do you think it's very difficult to talk to me? Do you regret it now? It's not too late. Go find Qin Yuming. As long as she is willing to come back with you, I will leave immediately!"
When Cheng Bin saw Xiao Hong mention Qin Yuming, he suddenly sat up straight and asked angrily, "Why are you mentioning her again?"
Xiao Hong sneered, "Why not? You must tell me today when you can divorce her completely."
"I'm very tired!" Cheng Bin lay down dejectedly and ignored Xiaohong.
Xiaohong was still furious, so she paced to the living room. Seeing Cheng's mother sitting there picking vegetables, she deliberately walked over and hummed a few words.
Mother Cheng smiled and consoled her for the sake of her grandson in her belly, "What's going on? Cheng Bin has been in a bad mood recently. You should stay away from him. I'll scold him for you after a while."
Xiao Hong's eyes were filled with tears. She whispered, "Auntie, you must give me a definite answer today. When will they get divorced? Otherwise, I will leave now."
Mother Cheng hesitated and sighed, "The main thing is that Cheng Bin hasn't figured it out yet, and there's nothing I can do."
Seeing that Cheng's mother was delaying again, Xiao Hong vented all her anger. She shouted, "We must solve the problem today, otherwise you will bear the consequences..."
After she finished speaking, she reached out and touched the scissors on the coffee table.
Mother Cheng was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hurriedly knocked on Cheng Bin's door. Cheng Bin was also shocked to see Xiaohong's appearance, and hurried to persuade her kindly. In the end, he had no choice but to call Qin Yuming in front of Xiaohong.
Qin Yuming received a call from Cheng Bin, her face tensed, and she said unhappily: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Let's get a divorce." Cheng Bin gritted his teeth and finally said this.
The whole world is forcing him to divorce Qin Yuming, why does he still insist
"Okay, I've been waiting for you to speak for a long time." Qin Yuming smiled contemptuously, "What time do you want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
"How about, in the afternoon?" Cheng Bin said embarrassedly, because Xiaohong had already put the scissors against her slightly bulging belly.
"How cold-blooded." Qin Yuming said coldly.
Cheng Bin looked embarrassed and said, "As for the property...how about dividing it equally?"
Qin Yuming was furious at Cheng Bin's coy attitude. Thinking that Cheng Bin had delayed for so long just to divide the property, she couldn't help but curse and said angrily, "Don't worry, Cheng Bin. I won't ask for a word from you. And I have to thank you for letting me regain my freedom and not having to live in that disgusting life!"
At about 3:30 in the afternoon, Qin Yuming asked for leave at the Academic Affairs Office and then came to the District Civil Affairs Bureau. Cheng Bin had already been waiting in the lobby. When he saw Qin Yuming, he kept his head down and did not dare to look directly at Qin Yuming. From beginning to end, the two did not communicate much. Half an hour later, Cheng Bin still regretted it and left the Civil Affairs Bureau a little embarrassed.
Fang Zhicheng was still at work when he received a call from Qin Yuming. Qin Yuming said calmly, "Xiao Fang, Cheng Bin and I didn't get divorced again. That guy backed out again."
Fang Zhicheng felt mixed emotions and didn't know how to express them. He could only stammer, "Sister-in-law, this..."
"Don't call me sister-in-law from now on." Qin Yuming said in a relaxed tone.