After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

"Bastards?"

The man on the phone seemed to be interested and sat up straighter, but the phone had already been hung up.

Just now, his face was full of contempt and filth. With his short-sightedness, he would only think that Jiang Baige was able to buy a house at such a young age, which meant that she must be with a rich man and was supported by a man. But although he looked down on her, he was also very happy and proud because Jiang Baige took the initiative to talk to him.

But at this moment, he had become interested in listening to gossip.

Jiang Baige complained in her heart about how easy it was for this person to understand, but was also sad that she had to deal with such a thing. She just wanted to make a quick decision and get it over with as soon as possible.

Since this lie is useful, of course she will continue to make it up.

"That man is, of course, my husband. As for the other woman..."

She didn't finish her words, but looked at the man on the phone.

The man on the phone gave her an "I understand" expression and motioned for her to continue.

At this time, Jiang Baige's stomach was already churning with acid - when you hate someone, it will manifest physically. She didn't know where she got the mental willpower to suppress this nausea.

"My husband and I were in a long-distance relationship, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, and we got married last year. Before we got married, we said we wanted to buy a house, but when we really got married, my husband said he had no money."

The man on the phone didn't even think about it and couldn't wait to explain on behalf of Jiang Baige's "husband".

"It's not easy for men to make money, so you women should be more considerate and understanding. Don't be so willful and only think about enjoying life! Besides, I see that you are so young, and your husband is your classmate, so he must not be too old, right? If he is willing to buy you a house, you should be happy!"

Jiang Baige cursed in her heart and just wanted him to die.

But her expression didn't show any emotion: "That's right. I thought so at the time. We are still young and have jobs, so we can work hard together."

Seeing Jiang Baige being so "obedient", the satisfaction on the phone man's face overflowed along his flesh, almost falling to the ground and leaving a layer of oil stains...

Jiang Baige cast her eyes towards the painting on the wall, not daring to continue imagining, otherwise she might vomit.

"But who would have thought that in the past one or two months, my husband has been on business trips every other day. Even if he is not on a business trip, he will not come home until the middle of the night... I know his work. He doesn't have to go on business trips more than twice a year, let alone not coming home. I..."

As Jiang Baige spoke, she lowered her head to wipe away her tears.

Of course there were no tears, but I had to pretend to sob. Otherwise, how could I deceive the super-masculine idiot in front of me?

Two minutes later, she raised her head again and continued speaking with sobs.

"I felt something was wrong, but I was afraid that I was just being too suspicious. If I continued like this, I would go crazy. So when he said he would be home late again, I went straight to the company to find him, wanting to have a clear conversation with him... Who knew..."

This time she paused longer, waiting until the impatience on the man's face was about to give way before she continued.

"Who knew, I saw him hugging a woman and getting into a taxi. I quickly called a car to follow them and found that they came to a residential area, and that residential area was where my husband and I had seen and planned to buy a house before!"

At this point, even the man on the phone showed a hint of sympathy on his face.

But soon, the sympathy shifted to Jiang Baige's "husband".

"Big sister, I'm not saying you... Men always need something new. Otherwise, why did men in the past have to marry three wives and four concubines?"

Jiang Baige thought to herself: Bah, people like you will always be single no matter what time it is.

"You also said that you are in a long-term relationship, so it is normal for a man to get tired of it. You should understand him and tolerate him... Didn't you push him to other women by quarreling with him?"

Jiang Baige’s back teeth were almost broken: Okay, since you like to stand tall, then I’ll weave it for you here.

"Brother, what you said is very reasonable. I think so too. As long as I am willing to go home, what else can I be dissatisfied with! But..."

"But what?"

This time, the man on the phone couldn't stand her keeping him in suspense anymore.

"But he actually bought a house for that woman!"

"what?!"

The man on the phone widened his eyes in surprise, but soon he showed a smug expression as if saying, "I told you, a woman has to rely on a man to buy a house."

Jiang Baige had no idea what he was so proud of.

Is he a man who can afford a house and be looked at twice by women?

Isn't he an old bachelor who has long been abandoned by the marriage market and has nothing?

It's simply unreasonable.

But what was even more sad was that she had to talk to such an unreasonable person just to get the information from him.

"I followed them and saw their elevator floor. I didn't dare take the elevator, fearing they would find me, so I had to climb the stairs... Unexpectedly, when I had just climbed to the top ten floors, they had already come out of their room."

The man in the elevator had a very lewd expression on his face, and Jiang Baige knew at a glance what dirty things were going on in his mind.

Oh my God, she was trying to save people, not to harm anyone, why torture her like this!

The villain in Jiang Baige's heart almost wants to pull out all her hair...

"If it was a tryst, the time was too short... I was wondering, and then I heard them talking about decoration. Then I understood. No wonder my husband has no money, because she has used the money to buy a house for someone else!"

"But it's your husband's money after all. You have no right to control how he spends it..."

Jiang Baige decided not to bear it any longer and slammed the table and stood up: "Brother, who are you helping? I came to ask you for help... If you don't want to help, forget it!"

After hearing what she said, the man on the phone probably felt that his attitude was a bit problematic, and hurriedly said, "But sister, your family affairs have nothing to do with me..."

"There are relationships."

"How to say?"

"Since they said they wanted to renovate, they must come to the building materials market. I didn't know where the woman lived, so I waited downstairs. Sure enough, my hard work paid off and I followed her here!"

The man in the elevator was even more surprised: "Are you saying that your husband's woman is here now?"

But he still didn't understand what it had to do with him.

Jiang Baige grabbed a drink and took a big gulp. The man on the phone watched from the other side and stopped playing rogue.

"Brother, think about it... If that woman hired you to decorate her house, wouldn't I have an informant?"

"Then why would she hire me?"

Jiang Baige immediately put on a sincere expression and began to flatter him: "I just heard what you said on the phone. You are very successful in the decoration industry... A small female owner, then isn't it easy for you to catch her?"

The man on the phone felt flattered and proud of the compliments.

Jiang Baige seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "By the way, brother, how should I address you?"

"Just call me Cao Xiong."