Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 140: Useless scumbag ex-husband

"Brother Xu, I’ve finished work today. Can you come and pick me up?" Bai Qianhua sounded innocent and timid, as always.

Xu Meng couldn’t help but think that his previous suspicions about her were wrong. Maybe it was her brother who had forced her to do something against her will.

"Okay. Wait there," Xu Meng said.

"Brother Xu, I’m hungry too. Let’s have lunch together," Bai Qianhua added, speaking coquettishly.

"Alright. Qianhua, do you mind that I postponed our wedding?" Xu Meng asked.

"No, I don’t mind at all! I understand that Brother Xu has some difficulties. I won’t push you on this matter," Bai Qianhua’s voice was soft and understanding.

"Qianhua, you’re so understanding. I don’t know what I’d do without you," Xu Meng sighed.

Bai Qianhua was pleased to hear this. Xu Meng’s heart was still hers. That Qin Zhuzhu would only have bad luck in her life! Her husband, Shentu Jing, was dead, and she would go back to living a poor, miserable life. Bai Qianhua laughed and mocked Qin Zhuzhu in her heart. However, she was wondering why was he postponing the wedding. Did something happened or was he just too busy?

Then Xu Meng hung up and drove over to the building where she worked. He saw Qin Zhuzhu standing outside.

Xu Meng arrived in a sports car. All the female employees began gushing over how handsome and rich he was. Everyone crowded around Bai Qianhua, asking her questions. Bai Qianhua enjoyed the limelight, sneaking a glance or two at Qin Zhuzhu’s sad and lonely face.

Bai Qianhua went over to Xu Meng and wrapped her hands around his arm.

"Brother Xu," she said coquettishly.

Xu Meng patted her hands and walked over to Qin Zhuzhu. Qin Zhuzhu was surprised to see him but didn’t reveal any expression.

"Are you waiting for a taxi?" he asked her. Xu Meng noticed that she looked thinner and paler than the last time he saw her.

"No, I’m waiting for Sanya," Qin Zhuzhu answered.

"Sister Qin!" Bai Qianhua cheerfully strolled toward them. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Qin Zhuzhu ignored her coldly.

"Sister Qin, we’re going for lunch. Do you want to join us?" Bai Qianhua smiled sweetly.

"No, thanks," Qin Zhuzhu said, not sparing a glance at the two. Xu Meng was a little offended by her dismissiveness.

"Is Sister Qin still angry about that matter?" Bai Qianhua acted as if she were aggrieved.

Finally, Qin Zhuzhu turned and cast an icy gaze at her. Bai Qianhua must have really been seeking her attention.

"What matter?"

"T-that Brother Xu divorced you, and you l-lost five billion yuan..." Bai Qianhua stammered nervously under Qin Zhuzhu’s sharp, foxy gaze.

It felt like Qin Zhuzhu was scrutinizing her under an intense and suffocating stare. It made Bai Qianhua nervous. That look was extremely vicious, like a viper ready to strike.

Xu Meng quickly stepped between them.

"Didn’t I tell you last time? Xu Meng means nothing to me. He’s just a useless man I once loved during my foolish teenage years," Qin Zhuzhu’s cold and abrupt response felt like knives stabbing Xu Meng’s heart.

He didn’t know why he felt this way, but he didn’t want her to see him like this. Somehow, it seemed he cared about her opinion of him.

"Sister Qin..." Bai Qianhua suddenly had a sad look in her eyes, as if she could cry at any moment.

"Qin Zhuzhu, I know it’s my fault. You can treat me coldly, but please don’t blame Bai Qianhua. Can you please forgive her?" Xu Meng asked, his eyes tinged with sincerity.

In the end, no matter how much evidence Qin Zhuzhu provided, Xu Meng would still believe Bai Qianhua. That was the power of true love—something Qin Zhuzhu could never have.

"Forgive her?" Qin Zhuzhu scoffed, her pupils dark and cold like glaciers.

"Sure. I can forgive her if she kneels down, calls me grandma three times, and announces that she’s a homewrecker. Then I might consider it."

"Qin Zhuzhu!" Xu Meng was shocked. Such an absurd request!

"What’s wrong? Can’t bear to see your precious lover wronged? Didn’t you want forgiveness? This is the only way you can get it," Qin Zhuzhu snorted.

Bai Qianhua wanted to slap Qin Zhuzhu, but she couldn’t do it in front of Xu Meng. What would he think of her if she did? So she could only shed crocodile tears and put on a pitiful look.

"Brother Xu, I don’t know why Sister Qin hates me so much. It must be a misunderstanding. Let me apologize to her. Then I won’t have to feel so guilty and have nightmares every night," Bai Qianhua cried.

"Qin Zhuzhu, don’t push your luck. I won’t let you bully Qianhua. If there’s anything, you can take it out on me," Xu Meng declared.

"Other than haunting her conscience in her dreams, there’s nothing else you can say that will make me forgive her, Xu Meng," Qin Zhuzhu said, rubbing her chin and suddenly looking like a villainess out of a comic book.

"Y-you..." Bai Qianhua was shocked by her words.

Just then, a red car pulled up to them.

"Yo, waiting for me?" Sanya arrived, pulling down her black sunglasses.

"Oh, look! It’s that useless scumbag who had to beg his ex-wife to release his sisters. And I remember he needed a discount because he was so pooooorrr," Sanya mocked.

"W-what?" Bai Qianhua looked at Xu Meng’s face.

Apparently, Xu Meng hadn’t told Bai Qianhua or anyone about spending a lot of money to pay back Qin Zhuzhu or the "discount"—the three billion yuan that Qin Zhuzhu considered a gift to Xu Meng because of their past relationship.

Bai Qianhua wanted an explanation from Xu Meng, but he refused to touch on the subject. It was too embarrassing.

How could he tell her that he was actually broke? He didn’t have any extra money.

He was relying on his private funds to keep the company running as if nothing had happened.