Chapter 2466: Chapter 2467: If I Say He Is Guilty, Then He Is!

“I knew it was you!”

“Hey hey hey, you can mess with food, but you can’t talk nonsense. Don’t make unfounded accusations,” Song Wenhai said with unconcern.

“I don’t want to talk to you. If you have something to say, say it. If you have to fart, just do it.”

“I don’t really have anything,” Song Wenhai continued:

“It’s just that money’s been a bit tight recently, and I was thinking of borrowing some from you.”

“I’ve already said no!”

“Whether you have money or not is your business, not mine,” Song Wenhai shamelessly said:

“Anyway, you should realize that your car is a BMW 7 series. Just a little repair could cost more than twenty thousand yuan.”

“Are you done yet!” Wang Ying said coldly:

“I’ve already given you quite a lot. Can’t you just leave me alone!”

“They always say ‘For days’ love, one hundred days of grace.’ No matter what, there were feelings once, why are you being so calculative with me?” smiled Song Wenlong:

“Besides, I know all about your affairs. You’ve hooked up with a rich guy, not only did he buy you a car, but also a house. The money he’s spent on you, it must be in the millions.”

“That’s my business and has nothing to do with you!”

“How can you say it has nothing to do with me,” Song Wenhai said:

“If it wasn’t for my kindness in letting you go to him, he wouldn’t have had the chance. He should be thanking me.”

“Stop talking nonsense.” Lin Yi said in a low voice as he took the phone.

On the other end, Song Wenhai was visibly taken aback, not expecting Wang Ying to have a man with her.

“Are you her old flame?”

“Who I am is none of your business. Where are you? I’ll bring you the money.”

“What, trying to find out my address so you can face me? You think I don’t know these little tricks?”

“Think whatever you want. If you want the money, tell me your address, or we can just keep it hanging.”

Lin Yi didn’t necessarily need to get the address from Song Wenhai; if he wanted to, he could easily find it on his own.

It would just be more convenient this way.

“Well well, not lacking in guts,” Song Wenhai said mockingly:

“Since you said it like that, I’ll definitely give you the chance. Bring more people, I’m at 87 Shanghe Road, Washington Mahjong Hall.”

Lin Yi didn’t say another word, just hung up the phone.

“Are you going?”

Wang Ying knew who Song Wenhai was, and she knew even better who Lin Yi was, so she wasn’t worried at all.

She didn’t want to cause Lin Yi too much trouble; she was very clear about her own status.

“He gave me the address, if I don’t go, wouldn’t that be cowardly?” Lin Yi said:

“Just stay at home, I’ll have someone come over soon to drive the car for repairs.”

“Lin Bro, I’ll go with you,” Wang Lu said:

“I have to go and slap him a few times!”

“Okay, come with me.”

“Listen to Lin Bro when we get there, don’t cause trouble,” Wang Ying warned.

“Don’t worry, with Lin Bro here, any trouble can be taken care of,” said Wang Lu nonchalantly.

In her heart, Lin Yi was an omnipotent god, capable of resolving any situation.

“I’m heading out, we’ll talk when I get back if there’s anything.”

Wang Ying looked at her watch, “I’ll make lunch for you; it’ll be ready when you return.”

“Sounds good.”

After saying that, Lin Yi left with Wang Lu.

On the way, he casually sent a message to Mo Hongshan.

For this kind of thing, leaving it to them was most effective.

“Lin Bro, should we call some people? Song Wenhai has a brother named Song Wenlong who’s in the underworld mix, and I heard he knows some big sister with quite a reputation in Zhong Hai.”

“Such people are like maggots in a sewer, they can’t stir up much trouble.”

“I know you can handle him, but at most it will only land him in jail for a few days. I’m afraid he’ll trouble my sister again once he gets out, and you have work to do and can’t always be by my sister’s side.”

Lin Yi smiled, understanding Wang Lu’s concerns.

“Have you ever heard a joke?” Lin Yi said:

“I’m a doctor, and if I say you’re sick, then you are sick.”

“Haha… I’ve heard that one,” Wang Lu said with a hearty laugh:

“There’s also, I’m a beauty blogger, if I say you’re ugly, then you’re ugly.”

“So it goes, the principle is the same, if I say he’s guilty, he’ll never get out”

“Well done, Lin Bro, don’t give him a chance.”

After driving for about half an hour, Lin Yi pulled up at No. 87 Shanghe Road.

The Washington Mahjong Hall wasn’t small. Standing outside, you could hear all the noise coming from inside.

“You wait for me in the car, I’ll be out in a bit.”

“No way, I need to go with you, to slap him a few times!” Wang Lu said fiercely.

With Lin Yi by her side, she wasn’t afraid.

“Alright, but put on a mask. You are a public figure, after all; don’t want to get recognized.”

“Hehe, got it.”

After a quick disguise, Wang Lu got out of the car with Lin Yi and headed towards the mahjong parlor.

The mahjong parlor was extremely noisy, the clamor was like that of a marketplace, with cigarette butts everywhere, making one feel nauseated.

“Bro, when is the other party arriving? Hope they don’t stand us up.”

The speaker was a bald chubby guy.

He held a cigarette in hand, sat in a chair with his legs crossed and wore a dismissive expression as if he didn’t care about anyone else.

His name was Song Wenlong, the person in charge of the mahjong parlor.

“He asked me for the address himself; he should come,” said Song Wenhai:

“I guess he’s gone to summon people. Otherwise, with just him alone against the several dozens of us here, we’d beat him to death.”

“That makes sense,” said Song Wenlong:

“But we’ve called so many people here just for twenty thousand yuan, isn’t that a bit too little?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it all planned out.” Song Wenhai said: “Without coughing up 200,000, this won’t be settled.”

“200,000 sounds more like it.”

Squeak—-

While the two were talking, the door to the mahjong hall was pushed open.

The brothers looked over and saw a man and a woman come in.

“What’s this, just the two of them?” Song Haiwen muttered.

“Is it them?”

Song Wenhai nodded, “That woman is Wang Lu, you’ve seen her once before.”

“I don’t remember clearly,” Song Wenlong muttered:

“But for just the two of them to come, something seems off.”

“Never mind that for now, since they are here, let’s go over and have a look.”

The two got up and walked towards Lin Yi.

The rest of the people in the mahjong hall put down their tiles and looked at Lin Yi with a playful gaze.

This was made easier by the fact that there were only two of them; had it been a group, they wouldn’t be so relaxed.

“Where are the people? It’s not just the two of you, is it?” Song Wenhai said with a taunting smile.

“Yes, it’s just the two of us.”

Song Wenhai took a look at Lin Yi and sneered:

“You sounded so tough over the phone, constantly barking at me. What’s the matter now? Lost your nerve, not playing tough guy anymore?”

“He’s probably scared, just came straight here to pay up,” Song Wenlong said.

Song Wenhai lit a cigarette, raising his head:

“I don’t want to waste words with you, give me the money, but it’s not twenty thousand, it’s 200,000.”