Guidance on Wife Dote: Adorable Mrs. Fu/C30 No One else Could Use This to Humiliate This Woman
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C30 No One else Could Use This to Humiliate This Woman

The next second, the man's words of warning rang in his ears.

"Tang Jinse, don't ever appear in this place again!"

"First it's President Li, now it's Governor Zhou, you should know that they have no intention to help you, they only want to play with you."

"Selling oneself to help the Tang is not feasible!"

Fu Jinyan clearly knew that the woman in front of him was only here for the Tang Group, and this was why he came to this kind of place.

He clearly wanted to remind this woman to learn from President Li's previous lesson of wanting to offend her forcefully and not come to this place again!

However, as long as this woman opened her mouth, she would be able to make him angry, and it would be a hundred times out of a hundred.

His good intentions had all turned into sharp arrows that hurt others in the end.

Fu Jinyan thought that he would see Tang Jinse's face full of anger, but he never thought that he would receive a reply that the woman would extremely agree with!

Young Master Fu did remind me, all along I was just racking my brains to help Tang, but I never thought of betraying myself. Hmm, now that I think about it, there doesn't seem to be anything bad about selling myself.

Tang Jinse's tone froze for a moment, then suddenly extended both his arms out and wrapped them around the man's neck: "If Young Master Fu doesn't buy me, then I ask you to remember what I said just now, and in the future, don't interfere with my life anymore!"

Then, while Fu Jinyan was still stunned, Tang Jinse easily pushed the man in front of her away.

Sure enough, in his heart, was he the type of woman that Zhou Qian described as selling people?

Heh …

With pain in his heart, it was hard for him to breath. The only thought on Tang Jinse's mind was to quickly flee …

...

Not far away, a group of people whose faces were filled with alcohol and steam were walking towards them. When Fu Jinyan finally regained his senses from the woman's gentle tone, Tang Jinse had already passed that group of people, leaving a long distance between them …

He wanted to give chase.

But there was no reason to pursue it.

"CEO Wu, the ladies here don't seem to be bad. They're much better than the other clubs. You can come often in the future!"

"Of course, why don't you take a look at the prices? As the saying goes, you get what you pay. Is this also the reason why the service fees are so high?"

"Hahaha …" No matter how high the price is, isn't it for us to have fun and drink with me? "

...

Although the group of people from before had walked far away, Fu Jinyan, who was standing around the corner, had heard all of the unpleasant words they had said.

Miss?

Service fee?

These words suddenly reminded Fu Jinyan of something he heard in the private box.

The Senior Wine Master …

He frowned, the expression on his handsome face became even more unsightly and tense than when Tang Jinse was leaving him here, and very quickly, he used his phone to call his personal assistant: "Chen Dong, send someone to destroy all the surveillance videos from today's Emperor Amusement Club."

"Also, check if Tang Jinse has been to any other entertainment clubs in the past few days.

"Remember, I want you to guarantee that you will do it. Delete all traces of Tang Jinse appearing in this clubhouse, and don't leave even the shadow of his back for me."

Fu Jinyan instructed in a deep voice, his entire being exuding the dangerous aura of a person in power.

He could choose not to help, but that did not mean that others could overtake him and slander Tang Jinse's good name without permission.

Apart from him, no one else could use this to humiliate this woman.

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