"Hahaha, Ye is always a cheerful person, since Mr. Ye said so, we will definitely help Mr. Ye to make this thing beautiful and perfect, Mr. Ye, you can rest assured, we will definitely take back the villa in the golden capital and blue sea, and guarantee that Liang Wanjun will not even have a penny on her, and she will be told to live on the street and be a beggar!" The middle-aged man stood up and patted his chest in reassurance.

"Good." Ye Yiyi bowed slightly: "Then I won't send it, waiting for your good news." ”

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Soon, the middle-aged man got up to say goodbye and left the Ye family.

Immediately, the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and made a few calls.

Not long after, dozens of people rushed over, hiding wooden sticks and others on their bodies, and walked in the direction of Jindu Bihai.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of a villa in Jindu Bihai.

The door was opened by a woman, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, dressed very plainly, and her face was full of vicissitudes.

Liang Wanjun's appearance is much older than before, since Ye Mufan and Ye Shaoan were arrested, they have been washing their faces with tears at home for a long time, and there is nothing they can do.

If it weren't for her daughter Ye Wanwan giving her a reassuring pill every once in a while, I'm afraid that Liang Wanjun would have been unable to support it a long time ago.

"You ......"

Seeing the middle-aged man and the others, Liang Wanjun's expression changed slightly.

"Hehe, Mrs. Liang Wanjun, you see that we have come all the way here, these feet and calves are very sore, don't you invite us to go in and sit down, let our brothers drink tea or something." The middle-aged man stared at Liang Wanjun and laughed.

Hearing this, Liang Wanjun's brows furrowed slightly, and she shook her head: "I'm alone at home, it's inconvenient to ......."

After Liang Wanjun finished speaking, she made a gesture to close the door.

However, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the door, not giving Liang Wanjun a chance to close the door.

"What do you want to do!" Seeing this, Liang Wanjun scolded loudly.

"Mrs. Liang Wanjun, look at what you said, what else do we want to do...... The money that your husband Ye Shaoan owes us has not been paid off until now, this is always a fact, this debt repayment is a matter of course, it is obviously a scoundrel for you, how can it be like we are at a loss, there is no such reason in this world. The middle-aged man stared at Liang Wanjun and sneered.

"Nonsense...... The money I owe you has been paid off by Shao Ting as I told me before! Liang Wanjun said.

"Hey...... Having said that, fortunately, we have a transfer record, so you can see it for yourself. After speaking, the middle-aged man asked people to take the transfer record and hand it to Liang Wanjun.

Liang Wanjun glanced at it suspiciously, and the last payment was indeed missing from the transfer record, about more than 10,000 yuan.

"Okay, I'll get it for you!"

Liang Wanjun turned around and entered the house, and the middle-aged man and others also followed Liang Wanjun and walked into the villa.

"Tsk, this villa is really good."

The middle-aged man looked around in the villa, with a satisfied face, and before long, this villa would belong to them.

Liang Wanjun, who didn't know what the middle-aged man was thinking, quickly walked over with a handkerchief.

In front of everyone, Liang Wanjun carefully opened the handkerchief.

In the handkerchief, almost all of them are relatively shabby hundred-yuan bills, and there are also some small denomination coins, which are the money that Liang Wanjun has worked hard to save.