The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

That afternoon, Jin Mingxuan finished his sweet tryst and went home humming a little song.

After entering his mansion, he found that his wife had gone somewhere and was not at home, and he felt more at ease.

He lay on the sofa and lit a cigarette for himself, thinking that today would be a perfect day without the troubles of the Jiang family!

But even the Jiang family probably won't be able to last for a few days, so I still have to come and beg myself to let them go!

At that time, I will be able to look at Jiang Yibai's coquettish fox a few more times.

Even if you can't touch that kind of stunner, it's good to take a second look.

Jin Mingxuan licked his lips, with a look of eagerness in his eyes.

Jingle Bell.

"Who is here to bother me."

He muttered and sat up. Every week today, he would give himself a holiday and not deal with anything. His secretaries knew this rule.

Seeing that the caller was from an unfamiliar number, Jin Mingxuan didn't answer it, and lay down again.

After a few seconds, his cell phone rang again.

He threw the cigarette on the ground, picked up the phone cursingly and said, "You are so fucking sick, don't you know who I am?"

"I know, Jin Mingxuan, right?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very calm.

"If you know, don't bother me. I'm resting now. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Just as Jin Mingxuan was about to hang up the phone, a voice came from the phone again: "Don't hang up in a hurry, you might as well listen to this recording first."

"What recording?" Jin Mingxuan was taken aback, suddenly having a bad premonition in his heart.

Because the recording was played through a phone, it was a bit blurry, but still clear enough to hear.

"Baby, look at the gift I brought you, do you like it?"

"Wow! Tiffany's limited edition necklace, how do you know what I want?"

Suddenly hearing his own voice, Jin Mingxuan didn't react for a moment.

But when he heard his lover's voice, the cold sweat on his forehead instantly flowed down!

After that, when he heard the intense voice that lasted for several minutes, Jin Mingxuan froze in place, unable to utter a word.

How can this be?

Why does this person have this afternoon's recording in his hand?

Every time he went to Qingyue Club, he would ask his bodyguards to check the room carefully to make sure that there were no electronic devices.

His bodyguards are all hired from Europa with a lot of money, and the equipment used is also the top-notch on the market, and there will never be any omissions!

How the hell did this guy do it!

"The old woman in my family knows how to control me all day long except for spending money. I really want to kick her."

The recording on the phone stopped abruptly here, and Jin Mingxuan trembled all over, "Who the hell are you?"

The owner of Qingyue Club was his friend for many years, and Jin Mingxuan believed that he would not do such a thing.

So, who else would have the ability to record this audio?

"I'm Xu Ping."

"Xu Ping from Pingjin Company."

Jin Mingxuan walked to the balcony, unbuttoned his shirt, and forced himself to calm down.

He had naturally heard Xu Ping's name, but he didn't take it too seriously.

In his opinion, Xu Ping is nothing more than a martial artist despite his vague relationship with An's family.

No matter how developed the limbs are, how big a storm can it cause?

What's more, with his decades of city government, no matter how he thinks, he will not be defeated in front of a young man!

"Mr. Xu, I don't care how you got this recording, I hope we don't lose both."

"I am willing to pay 1000 million at most, in exchange for you destroying this recording."

"I'm not a person who cares about face. If you publish this recording, you will get nothing but the hostility of our Jin family."

On the other end of the phone, Xu Ping suddenly laughed.

"Jin Mingxuan, you are too insincere."

"If I send this recording to your wife, guess what will happen?"

Jin Mingxuan was sweating profusely in an instant!