I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 270: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (25)

Whether he likes it or not, Ye Zhao has to do it.

Opened the storage jar and took all the cards and passbooks.

Deposit all deposits that can be paid online into the designated account.

Cards and passbooks that cannot be paid online and have limits must be processed at the bank counter.

Shen Qingshu was not at home, so Ye Zhao told Wang Ma that he was going out and refused her company and the bodyguards' permission to follow him.

After queuing up to transfer the money, he came out of the bank and all the money he had on him was only five hundred yuan.

He became a real pauper.

I don’t even have the confidence to walk without money. How can I have the confident and confident attitude I used to have?

Ugh……

It was already late at night when I got home, and I heard laughter before I even entered the door.

From a distance, I could see Shen Qingshu and Su Zi talking to each other in a harmonious atmosphere.

Ye Zhao was happy to see this happen and hoped that they would fall in love with each other sooner.

Who can we blame for the genuine attacker not showing up?

The author is really something, always thinking that the best should be saved for last, and that the latecomers should prevail.

But they don’t know that the earlier you show up, the greater your chances of winning, which shows the importance of companionship.

After dragging on outside for a while, before Wang Ma discovered him, he immediately became possessed by his acting spirit and came in with a sullen face.

He knocked on the door recklessly, making it loud and clear on purpose.

Mother Wang told Shen Qingshu that he had gone out. During this period, Shen Qingshu called to ask where he was and even said that he would go to accompany him, but Ye Zhao refused one by one.

Seeing him come back, she hurried forward to hand him his shoes. "Zhao Zhao, you're finally back. Why didn't you let me pick you up? I was so worried."

When I changed my shoes and came in, Shen Qingshu had already put his old shoes in the shoe cabinet.

Ye Zhao snorted indifferently, "Hypocritical."

Su Zi stood up in the house and saw him. His little face was flushed by the breeze, and he looked lively and bright when he was dancing. His eyes lit up and he almost went over to get close to him.

Seeing that he was blinded by lust and had no backbone, his system gave him an electric shock.

A current of electricity rushed through him, and Su Zi barely regained his sanity. He didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao again.

Ye Zhaoruo sensed something and knew that he had a system.

Su Zi’s system didn’t know that he also had a system.

Could it be that his system is of a higher level than Su Zi's?

Shen Qingshu loved his adorable hard-mouthed but soft-hearted nature the most. She hugged his arm and snuggled up to him affectionately, "Zhao Zhao, dang dang dang, I've prepared a surprise for you."

Ye Zhao could only think of money, but he pretended to be expectant. "What is it?"

Before he could answer, Su Zi handed him a beautifully wrapped gift box.

"Brother Ye, this is a gift from Brother Shen. We spent a long time choosing it together at the jewelry store."

The emphasis on "we" is deliberate.

Ye Zhao felt a lump in his heart and looked at Shen Qingshu mechanically, demanding an explanation.

If the answer is not good, it will be a disaster for everyone.

After all, the scumbag came prepared.

However, Shen Qingshu was so busy trying to make him happy that he didn't think much about it.

I went back and forth for a long time picking out gifts and I was so tired that my brain couldn't function anymore.

"Yes, Zhao Zhao, do you like it?"

Shen Qingshu took the gift box and held it in front of him.

Ye Zhao hesitated for two seconds, pulled off the bow, and opened it. It turned out to be a bracelet made of gold, with eight delicate and small bells hanging on it and intricate patterns engraved on it.

It sparkles under the light, reflecting a dazzling light.

But the moment he saw the bell, Ye Zhao stared at it intently, as if he was trapped in a memory that he could not bear to recall.

Suddenly, anger rose in my heart.

He immediately threw the bracelet back into the box with a loud noise.

"Shen Qingshu, what I hate most is bells, don't you know?"

Shen Qingshu felt helpless, "I'm sorry."

The bells hanging precariously on the jewelry box were making a disturbing noise.

Ye Zhao's brows were tightly knitted together, and his nails dug into his palms.

The pent-up resentment that had begun when he walked in erupted at this moment. "What else can you do besides apologize? You keep saying you love me and would die for me, but in fact, you don't even check what I like, you don't understand, you don't discover. What you like is an illusion, right?"

Shen Qingshu remained silent.

Su Zi could no longer bear it and retorted loudly, "That's enough. It's you who won't let Shen Qingshu investigate, you keep your mouth shut and you rely on guessing every day, and you get upset when you guess wrong. What exactly does Shen Qingshu like about you?"

Gan!

After Shen Qingshu was reborn, he was tortured!

Seeing him defending her, Ye Zhao's anger grew even more intense. "You're so supportive of him, you two are having an affair, right?"

Without waiting for his answer, he raised his head and said, "Shen Qingshu, if you want to divorce me, give me both the money and the house."

Su Zi was furious, his whole body shaking, "That's unreasonable!"

"Zhao Zhao, I won't divorce." Shen Qingshu said in a loud voice, his deep pupils dyed black.

Ye Zhao folded his arms, leaning against the door, arrogantly, "Did you hear that? It's useless even if you like it. Shen Qingshu must be me. No matter what I say, Shen Qingshu will just obey."

"Shen Qingshu, wake up!" Su Zi was very disappointed.

Ye Zhao clicked his nails, arrogant and conceited. "Shen Qingshu, change it to one without the bell, and I'll consider forgiving you, now, immediately, right now."

Sorry, this plot has to go. In the original novel, the scumbag deliberately found fault and caused a divorce, half intimidating and half threatening the protagonist to sign an agreement to transfer the property...

Everything must have gone smoothly in my previous life, but not only did I fail in this life, but...

He thinks he deserves to be called a scumbag, and anyone who does something that brings ruin to the family should be punished.

Shen Qingshu on the other side saw him sticking his neck out stubbornly, but his eyes revealed guilt and timidity.

He couldn't help but take a step forward to touch him. Ye Zhao felt something deeply and took a few steps back in fright.

No way, the protagonist is going to beat him?

Okay, he went for it.

Just close your eyes.

With sadness overflowing in his eyes, Shen Qingshu retracted his hand, opened his thin lips slightly, and said with a hint of coaxing, "Wait for me."

Rush out and blend into the vast night.

Su Zi was dumbfounded, "Are you still human?"

Of course, he was talking to Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao raised a sarcastic smile, "Do you live by the sea?"

He's already called a scumbag, the kind that can't be recycled, and you still care about this?

Well, at worst, after the protagonist is reborn, he will hang around in front of him every day, giving him a chance to take revenge?

Super doubled kind.

"You will regret it." Su Zi said harshly and ran out.

"Boom!"

"Clap!"

Ten minutes later, there was a violent storm outside with lightning and thunder.

Wang Ma noticed that Shen Qingshu had not returned, and immediately called for help.

He even knocked on Ye Zhao's door and said, "Mr. Ye, it's raining so hard outside, and the road is cold, dark and slippery. The young master is outside. What if something happens to him?"

I don't mean anything else, I just hope they stop arguing and make up quickly.

The sound of rain hitting the glass was madly, roaring and howling.

Ye Zhao paced back and forth anxiously, biting his fingers and falling into self-contradiction.

After hearing another loud thunder, he rushed out of the door.

Wang Ma quickly chased after him, "Umbrella."

And a flashlight.

She was really worried, so she took a new flashlight and umbrella to look for it.

Ye Zhao took the umbrella and ran out without even turning on the flashlight. His face hurt from the wind and rain.

Oh my God of Wealth!

You can't die without being reborn and signing the transfer agreement.

I stamped my feet in frustration, and when I opened the umbrella, I risked it flipping over.

The strong wind raged between heaven and earth, dragging everything into madness.

The wind blew the thick branches to and fro, making painful creaking sounds.

The torrential rain shot straight to the ground like arrows, creating a large amount of misty water vapor.

Dazzling lightning tore through the night sky, and deafening thunder exploded the sky.

In this harsh environment, Ye Zhao walked towards the nearest gold shop with one foot deep and one foot shallow, feeling anxious and nervous.

He was so focused on looking for that familiar figure that he suddenly tripped over a fallen branch, lost his balance, and fell heavily.

The rough mud and sand embedded in the palm of his hand, leaving scars all over.

My knees were skinned and bleeding, and raindrops slid down my cheeks through my wet hair.

In the past, Shen Qingshu would always take care of him whenever he got hurt, but now he could only endure the pain and get up from the ground.

The change in my pocket fell out and rolled all over the floor.

He was completely unaware that the wind blew his umbrella away.

The rain soaked his whole body, his teeth were chattering with cold, the wind was howling, and it seemed as if there were wild beasts lurking in the night, ready to rush out and devour him at any time.

"Qingshu, where are you?"

“Don’t scare me…”

"I'm not mad at you anymore..."

He curled up like a shrimp, and could no longer distinguish between tears and rain.

It's hard to tell whether he is really worried about Shen Qingshu's death, or he is more worried about not getting the property.

The result was the same. Shen Qingshu, who had been omnipresent and attentive in the past, did not appear like a hero. This road was destined to require him to fall and get up on his own.

No one pampered or spoiled him anymore. Because of his willfulness, that person was arbitrarily driven away and lost by him.

Wiping away his tears, Ye Zhao gritted his teeth, struggled to get up and continued looking for Shen Qingshu.

I don’t know how long I searched until the rain stopped and the bodyguard came over. The car lights shone on him, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.