The man with tattoos looked at her with disdain: "With your strength, you can buy this villa worth 300 million? Wen Xingye's wife is an idiot. She doesn't know that he used his marital property to buy you a villa. Do you think I'm stupid too?"

The bald man also said, "We have checked. The person who bought this villa is Wen Xingye, and the money was paid through his company's account. Humph, you want to take this villa for yourself? No way! No one else has a share in this villa, but you have no share. Get out of here!"

The two of them looked ferocious and roared so loudly that Wen Yang was scared and burst into tears.

Xin Xin didn't care to comfort the child at all. She looked at Wen Xingye in horror: "How could this happen? The villa is obviously mine. They broke into my house. Let's call the police!"

How could Wen Xingye dare to call the police: "No, don't call the police!"

It is a fact that he owed a huge debt, and it is also a fact that the huge debt had not been repaid for a long time, resulting in increasing interest. It is also a fact that he secretly transferred marital property and used his wife's dowry to buy a villa for his lover.

Originally, he thought of using the villa at home as collateral. Even if the debt collectors came to his house, at most they would just not take the villa where Ye Jinyu lived. The one where he and his lover lived was very safe.

But I didn't expect that the debt collector would find this place so quickly!

His son was crying so hard that he felt so distressed. He picked up his son and comforted him while saying to the two men, "This villa is definitely not in my name. You can't take it. It's not joint property. The one at my house is joint property. If you want it, take that one. My wife is very easy to talk to and she's very rich. It's just a villa. She will definitely give it to you."

The man with tattoos picked up a vase and smashed it directly on Wen Xingye's head.

The vase shattered with a loud bang, and blood instantly flowed from Wen Xingye's head.

The child suddenly cried even louder, and Xin Xin also screamed in fear.

The tattooed man said with a fake smile: "Wen Xingye, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me say that your daughter mortgaged your villa to another company? Did you do it on purpose? Did you let your daughter mortgage the villa? In this way, we have to fight with the other company. You expect us to fight with them until we get hurt, right? You are so sinister!"

Wen Xingye, whose head was really bleeding, felt dizzy before his eyes. He quickly put his son down and covered his head which was in great pain.

He was furious, but he didn't dare to vent his anger, and he didn't even dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face, because when he borrowed the money, he already knew that these people were desperate criminals and their money was not clean.

He blocked his son behind him and said in a humble tone: "Master Wan, let's talk it over. Don't do anything. I will definitely pay you back the money I owe you. My child and woman are still here. Don't scare them."

"Hey, you still know you have children and women!"

The man with tattooed arms kicked him hard, knocked him down, then grabbed Wen Yang by the collar and lifted him up: "You are so noisy, crying, crying, crying, why are you crying! If you cry again, I will dig out your beads and feed them to the dogs!"

Wen Yang seemed to understand what he said. He was so frightened that he gasped and didn't dare to cry at all.

Fearing that his son would get hurt, Wen Xingye rushed forward and snatched his son back: "Don't touch my son, I said I would pay you back!"

"Then you should return it!"

The tattooed man kicked him again: "We have borrowed money for half a year. Apart from paying us interest at the beginning, we got nothing back later! Do you think we are doing charity?"

"Master Wan, please give me a few more days. I will definitely pay back all my debts this time!"

"One day, tomorrow night, if I don't see the money, you can forget about having a son. Just have another one with your lover!"

Wen Xingye's face turned pale immediately: "No! One day is too short, Master Wan, please give me seven days. It will take me some time to sell the villa!"

"That's three days, no more!"

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