Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 156: Thousand Games and Fat Sheep_1

For Wan Xingping, this past week had felt like an eternity.

He had already seen his own wanted poster, with a reward amount not high, only five thousand yuan, leaving him unsure whether to be happy or angry.

Hu Xiaotong, however, could only feel anger.

Especially after she could not sleep due to mosquito bites, and was sneakily watched by the village teenagers when going to the toilet, she completely exploded and had a big quarrel with Wan Xingping.

In his frustration, Wan Xingping slapped her.

Although her husband apologized immediately afterward, the crack in Hu Xiaotong’s heart could never be mended.

Every time the sunset shone through the window, she couldn’t help but reminisce about her student days, remembering that big boy who sweated on the sports field in the glow of the evening sun.

If only she had not been overwhelmed by sorrow and been taken advantage of by Wan Xingping.

If only three years ago she had not allowed love to turn into hatred and helped Wan Xingping in deceiving Xiao Ming.

If only three years later she had not been determined to see Xiao Ming regretful and bowing his head.

If only...

Life holds no ifs, whatever choices you make, you must bear the consequences.

Hu Xiaotong could do nothing but swallow the bitter fruit of her own making with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Hiding all the time, Zhang Kehu grew more irritable with each passing day, pressing Wan Xingping about when he could contact the man on the run, even threatening to turn himself in and sell them out in his desperation.

But Wan Xingping had left the country through legal channels and at best knew a few con artists in the underworld. How could he know anything about running away?

When he was at his wits’ end, news brought by one of Zhang Kehu’s brothers from outside offered Wan Xingping a glimmer of hope.

Xiao Ming, using the matter of the ancient tomb, had swallowed up Dabang Group. Cao Bangxi, the former Crown Prince of Dabang, now a bastard, had acquired ninety million in cash by selling off his shares.

And this Crown Prince hated Xiao Ming to the core.

So, he immediately came up with a plan that could both avenge himself on Xiao Ming and make money—a plan that killed two birds with one stone.

Zhang Kehu was excited, immediately indicating he wanted to personally contact Cao Bangxi.

This played right into Wan Xingping’s hands.

What he didn’t know, however, was that Zhang Kehu had already called Cao Bangxi more than a week ago, just waiting for him to suggest this very plan.

That evening at ten o’clock, beside a stony beach by the suburban river, both parties formally met.

Wan Xingping gave a brief self-introduction and recounted his grievances with Xiao Ming. He didn’t admit that he had deliberately framed Xiao Ming but claimed that Xiao Ming had an affair with his wife and that he did what he did for revenge.

Apart from the matter of Xiao Ming sleeping with his wife, Cao Bangxi had no interest in the rest and interrupted impatiently, "Cut the crap, just tell me what news you have!"

Such people are like simpletons, the favorite targets of con artists.

Suppressing his excitement, Wan Xingping spoke gravely, "Mr. Cao must have heard about Yan Yongxing’s arrest. In fact, that was a trap set by Xiao Ming, a scheme that could deal with Dabang and frame someone else."

"Frame? What framing?"

"The real tomb robber is Xiao Ming himself; Yan Yongxing was nothing more than a scapegoat!"

"What? Is what you’re saying true?" Cao Bangxi became agitated.

If Xiao Ming really robbed the tomb, then with just one phone call, I could have him thrown into prison.

By then, his wife, that cheap woman, would be left alone and vulnerable outside, and isn’t she then at my mercy to torment as I please?

Wan Xingping nodded, "I didn’t hide it from Mr. Cao, I am partly responsible for Yan Yongxing being framed, because I was the one who told him about the ancient tomb."

Cao Bangxi frowned, "What’s the situation, explain clearly."

Wan Xingping looked back, and Zhang Kehu emerged from the darkness behind him.

"Let me introduce you to my big brother, Zhang Kehu. He used to work for Bai Xuechao and Bai in Jiangbei.

Because he couldn’t stand Bai being Xiao Ming’s woman, he told me about the ancient tomb that Xiao Ming had discovered.

In turn, to take revenge on Xiao Ming for ruining my career, I got in touch with Yan Yongxing.

Little did I know, all this was a trap set by Xiao Ming.

Bai had long been aware of Hu’s discontent with her, and at the same time, Xiao Ming was looking for a scapegoat for the tomb-robbing charges. So, she deliberately leaked the secret to Hu, in order to make him come to me.

That son of a bitch Xiao Ming, so cunning and sly, he doesn’t deserve to live!"

Perhaps due to the complexity of the situation, Cao Bangxi’s furrowed brow stayed wrinkled, and after a long while, he finally asked, "Where’s the evidence? Without proof, why should I believe you?"

"I know where Xiao Ming hid the treasures he looted."

"Where? Take me to see now!" Cao Bangxi was excited once again.

Wan Xingping smiled faintly, "Mr. Cao, if it weren’t for the fact that my brothers are already wanted and desperately need money to lay low, we would have taken everything already."

Cao Bangxi, not the smartest in other areas, had a keen head for money matters and almost instantly grasped Wan Xingping’s implication. With a smirk, he said, "Name your price! The young master may lack everything else, but not money!"

"You’re so generous, Mr. Cao!"

Wan Xingping grinned, bending slightly as he spoke, "To our knowledge, Xiao Ming has looted at least thirty to forty artifacts of various sizes, filling up five large boxes, roughly estimated to be worth over one hundred million.

We’re not greedy, just give us thirty million and it’s a deal."

Cao Bangxi’s just-relaxed brows instantly furrowed again.

His mother had said that the ninety million in the account was the foundation for them, mother and son, to live out the rest of their lives in comfort and absolutely not to be spent on a whim.

Losing thirty million in one fell swoop, it wasn’t just the worry—it was so painful it was unbearable for him.

Seeing his hesitation, Wan Xingping spoke at the right moment, "Of course, we wouldn’t just ask you to fork over the money for nothing. As the saying goes, ’even theft has its rules,’ we like to keep things above board.

The day after tomorrow evening, whenever you’re free, my brothers will bring you to see the treasures. We’ll exchange the goods for payment.

As for what you do afterward—whether you report Xiao Ming or sell the treasures—it’s all up to you. We’ll just be long gone, having nothing to do with the matter."

Feeling it might be best to consult his mother, Cao Bangxi nodded in agreement and drove away.

Once home, he immediately recounted the whole affair to Yuan Xiangmei.

Yuan Xiangmei’s first reaction was disbelief, as it all felt too good to be true, as if she were dreaming and someone offered her a pillow.

However, when mother and son checked the police website and saw the warrant for Wan Xingping, especially since it involved Yan Yongxing’s case, doubts resurfaced in their minds.

After much deliberation, Yuan Xiangmei decided to seek further confirmation. If this were true, it could be a golden opportunity to either get revenge on Xiao Ming or strike it rich.

Thus, it didn’t take long for Wan Xingping to receive a call from Cao Bangxi, requesting that his wife meet Xiao Ming in person to prove their intimate relationship.

"Hahaha..."

Wan Xingping burst into laughter as soon as the call ended.

"In every scheme, there must be truth and lies, and also flaws. Only then will the fat sheep believe they have the intellectual high ground."

"Brother, you’re the real deal!" Across from him, Zhang Kehu gave a thumbs up, "With your brains, wherever you go in the future, you’ll never have to worry about food and drink!"

Wan Xingping became even more smug, clinked glasses with him, downed the drink, and then looked, with drunken eyes, towards Hu Xiaotong.

"My dear wife, it’s up to you to make the trip tomorrow!"