billionaire heir

Chapter 282 It's Really A Waste
The one who came in was a man in his fifties. If this man was willing to fix himself up, he would actually look good.

It's just that he is sloppy and unkempt, and his eyes show a kind of cunning and greed that makes people uncomfortable from time to time, which makes Han Ziming feel very uncomfortable when he looks at him.

Tong Xiaoyu stood up immediately, her face became very ugly: "Dad, you actually followed me!"

"Hehe, how did I know that you were dating a young master from a nightclub when I followed you?" Tong Dongshan sat down opposite Han Ziming with a sneer on his face, "I'm right, Mr. Han Ziming."

Tong Dongshan deliberately bit the word "Sir" very hard, which is a kind of irony to Han Ziming.

Moreover, he can still call out Han Ziming's name, which shows that he has investigated Han Ziming.

Han Ziming's face was slightly pale, but he calmed down quickly, and said to Tong Dongshan, "Uncle, Xiaoyu and I really love each other..."

"Hehe, true love? I bah! How much is the true heart worth?" Tong Dongshan sneered again and again, "Do you know how much I owe him? 100 million! My wife is still paralyzed and bedridden, and we don't even have a house , can only live in the cheapest rental house. The hope of our family is all on Xiaoyu, and you actually told me that you and Xiaoyu are really in love? I am so embarrassed."

Seeing that there seemed to be gossip here, the customers in the Malatang shop cast their eyes over one by one, watching with interest.

They probably knew what was going on, and some even took out their phones and started taking pictures.

Facing the aggressive Tong Dongshan, Han Ziming gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, what do you think?"

"Simple." Tong Dongshan said with a chuckle, "If you really love Xiaoyu, I won't object to you being together. But first you have to spend 100 million to pay off my gambling debts, and then pay the debts every month. The living expenses of our husband and wife are 3000 yuan. If you can do these two things, then you can do whatever you want, and I will never stop you."

"100 million?" Han Ziming frowned and shook his head, "I don't have that much."

Han Ziming knew that as long as he was willing to mention this matter to his mother, his mother would definitely sell the jade bracelet that Zhao Yuncong gave her, and then force his sister and brother-in-law to make up three 10,000+, and get 100 million for himself.

If it was the former Han Ziming, he would have done it without saying a word.

But now Han Ziming understood that if he was a parasite for his sister and brother-in-law all his life, he would be a waste for the rest of his life.

He wanted to marry Tong Xiaoyu by his own efforts, not by the money his family squeezed out.

"Haha..." Tong Dongshan couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard that Han Ziming had no money, "Han Ziming, you don't even have 100 million, so what qualifications do you have to say you love my daughter? My daughter is so beautiful, not to mention marrying a rich man , even marrying an ordinary small boss is better than marrying a trash like you! Don't say 100 million, if you get married and have children, I'm afraid you won't even be able to support your children? Trash like you, Just as I beg you, let my daughter go!"

Han Ziming was trembling from being scolded by Tong Dongshan, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal, because what Tong Dongshan said was the truth.

The last time the Li family sisters looked down on him, Han Ziming was still angry, but this time, Han Ziming didn't even have the energy to be angry.

The cruel fact was in front of him that he was really not qualified to marry Tong Xiaoyu.

Let alone 100 million, even Tong Dongshan doesn't want 100 million. After they get married, can he afford her parents?
Give the old man 3000 yuan a month, and now he can earn 4000 yuan a month plus commission, okay?

If Tong Xiaoyu was pregnant and gave birth to a baby and couldn't go to work, how could it be possible to rely on him to support a large family with 4000 yuan a month?

If my brother-in-law worked so hard and was called a waste by his mother, then Han Ziming is simply the best of the waste.

"Dad, stop talking!" Tong Xiaoyu couldn't help but yelled, "This is my own business, can you just leave it alone?"

"Hehe, why can't I take care of it? You are my daughter, and your mother and I only have a daughter like you, so we count on you. Now you want to marry a trash, tell me what you think?"

Tong Dongshan was also very angry. He hummed and said, "Didn't you say last time that your boss told you to sleep with a customer, and you could get 100 million? Why? That thing didn't work..."

"Dad!" Tong Xiaoyu didn't expect her father to say this in front of Han Ziming, and she broke down completely, covering her face and crying.

Tong Dongshan didn't care about his daughter's mood at all, and continued to say to Han Ziming: "Did you hear me, boy, my daughter spends 100 million yuan for sleeping with a guest, can you afford it?"

"Ziming, don't listen to my dad's nonsense, it's not what you think, it's really not..." Tong Xiaoyu cried and explained tremblingly, but Han Ziming was unusually calm, and asked Tong Xiaoyu casually: "Who is that guest?" My brother-in-law, right?"

Tong Xiaoyu looked at Tong Xiaoyu in shock, and was speechless for a long time: "Ziming, you... how do you know..."

"I'm really a waste, hehe!" Han Ziming laughed at himself twice, "You are a woman given to my brother-in-law for nothing, and my brother-in-law doesn't even want it. He pities me and insists on making you treat me well, so you are right." I'm so enthusiastic. Actually, you look down on me like everyone else, don't you?"

"Ziming...I..." Tong Xiaoyu didn't know what to say, because she couldn't refute what Han Ziming said.

Indeed, she just thought that Han Ziming was a good person, but his personal conditions were really bad.

Not to mention that Tong Xiaoyu didn't like him, none of the princesses in the Xintiandi nightclub liked him.

"What? That guest is Han Ziming's brother-in-law?" Tong Dongshan's eyes sparkled suddenly, "Han Ziming, I didn't expect you to have such a rich brother-in-law. Tell me earlier! As long as your brother-in-law takes out 100 million, I won't Stop you again..."

"I'm sorry, but my brother-in-law's money belongs to my brother-in-law and has nothing to do with me." Han Ziming stood up and looked at Tong Xiaoyu expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I'm being too affectionate. I'm not good enough for you, goodbye .”

Ignoring the father and daughter, Han Ziming quickly left the Mala Tang shop.

At this moment, he was finally able to understand how painful his brother-in-law was when he was squeezed by his mother and himself.

Money, money, huh, huh, everyone knows money.

However, if he has no money, he is not even qualified to chase after the woman he likes, and even the woman he likes looks down on him, which is really ironic!

(End of this chapter)