Captured Hearts: The Substitute Bride’s Gambit

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Can’t Let Wen Xingye Get a Single Penny Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Can’t Let Wen Xingye Get a Single Penny Ivy respectfully answered, “Boss, he’s in the villa he bought for his lover, located in Yuelong Bay residential area.”

“Have the debt collectors arrived yet?”

“They have.”

“Inform those debt collectors, tell them that the villa was purchased by Wen Xingye.”

“Yes.”

“Also, find a way to get the court to freeze the villa under Ye Jinyu’s name. That’s her last property, and it can’t be taken by those debt collectors.”

“Alright, boss, that’s easy, don’t worry!”

“Get a team of lawyers to sue Wen Xingye’s lover, demanding she return all the assets.”

“No problem. Do you also want to resolve Madame Ye’s divorce issue with Wen Xingye while we’re at it?”

Ye Chuyi remained silent.

In the afternoon, from the moment Ye Jinyu had said she wanted to divorce Wen Xingye, she had messaged Ivy to prepare a team of lawyers to help Ye Jinyu with the divorce case.

But by evening, she realized Ye Jinyu’s determination to divorce seemed unsteady; her feelings for Wen Xingye were too deep, so deep that she had entirely lost herself.

“Let’s wait on the divorce, get all the properties back first.”

Ye Chuyi decided to respect Ye Jinyu’s wishes. If Ye Jinyu still couldn’t let go of Wen Xingye and wanted to continue their life together, she had ways to deal with Wen Xingye effectively.

If Ye Jinyu became heartbroken and disillusioned, wanting no more to do with him, then it wouldn’t be too late to divorce later.noveldrama

Ultimately, she wouldn’t let Wen Xingye get a cent!

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Yuelong Bay residential area.

Inside a luxurious villa, Wen Xingye was protectively holding his young lover, Xin Xin, and their one-year-old son, Wen Yang.

His complexion was terrible, and in a fit of rage, he questioned the two debt collectors, “How did you find this place? Who told you to come here?! Haven’t I already mortgaged another villa to you? You want it, go take that one, don’t eye this one!”

Tattooed Arm Man sneered sinisterly, “Wen Xingye, cut the tricks with me. That villa has other loan companies fighting over it; we almost got duped by you!”

Wen Xingye’s voice rose several notches, “Impossible! I only mortgaged that villa; how could there be other companies fighting over it?”

Bald Man impatiently said, “Don’t play dumb here! Your daughter Youyou also mortgaged your family’s villa. She borrowed two billion and then disappeared!”

“Youyou? Two billion? How is that possible! What does she need so much money for?!”

“Who am I to ask?”

Tattooed Arm Man spat the toothpick he was chewing onto Wen Xingye’s face, “Lucky for us to get a tip tonight, or we wouldn’t have known you sly old fox had a woman and son hidden away in Yuelong Bay!”

“If you don’t want your soft-skinned young lover to suffer or your son to end up mentally disabled, then quickly pay up!”

“I’m warning you, you’re accruing five million in interest every day. Hand over this villa now while there’s still time. If you refuse, the interest will keep piling up, and soon not even all three of your lives will be enough to repay it!”

After saying this, Tattooed Arm Man started eyeing Xin Xin with ill intentions.

She was dressed in a silk strappy nightgown, which was so short it barely covered her buttocks, and with a deep V-neck that revealed a lot under the lighting.

The lecherous look in Tattooed Arm Man’s eyes frightened Xin Xin to desperately hide behind Wen Xingye.

She had deliberately worn a seductive nightgown to keep Wen Xingye over for the night and take the opportunity to ask him for money.

But she hadn’t expected the debt collectors to suddenly barge in.

Frightened, she suddenly had a bad premonition—could it be that Wen Xingye really had no money left?

No matter how she tried to please him lately, Wen Xingye had stopped transferring money to her. She really wanted a new sports car, but despite all her efforts, he just wouldn’t buy it for her!

The debt collector said his daily interest was five million; she couldn’t even imagine how much Wen Xingye had borrowed!

With so much debt, he probably wouldn’t use their villa to settle it, right?

Thinking this, Xin Xin forgot all her fears and hurriedly said to the Tattooed Arm Man, “This villa is under my name, it’s my property, not his, and you have no right to take it!”