Revenge of the Wife

Chapter 308

Arriving at Xiao Yong's house, Da Fu shouted into the house, "Xiao Yong, quickly bring out the box for me."

Xiao Yong walked out, carrying the box, and handed it to Da Fu. "Uncle, here you go."

Da Fu quickly took the box. Hmm, it's quite heavy.

Clothes couldn't possibly be this heavy.

"You didn't open it, did you?" Da Fu asked Xiao Yong, feeling worried.

Xiao Yong murmured to himself, wondering why Uncle Da Fu was so concerned about that old thing. He couldn't understand what was going through his uncle's mind.

But he didn't dare admit that he had peeked inside. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, you told me not to open it, so how could I dare to open it?"

Da Fu smiled contentedly and took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket, handing it to Xiao Yong generously. "Go ahead and spend it."

Xiao Yong quickly took the money and happily said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Today was truly a day when the sun rose from the west. Uncle Da Fu, who was usually so stingy, actually gave him money.

Da Fu put the box on the tricycle and rode back home.

Upon returning home, Da Fu hurriedly carried the box into his room and couldn't wait to open it.

When he saw a box filled with white powder neatly packaged in transparent plastic bags, he was stunned.

What is this?

He couldn't react for a moment.

He couldn't believe that the box actually contained these things.

He reached out and picked up a bag of white powder, carefully examining it.

It looked somewhat like flour, but also resembled fine sugar.

Was this what he thought it was?

His hand felt as if it had been burned, and he hurriedly threw the bag of white powder back into the box.

If the things in this box were really what he suspected, then even ten lives wouldn't be enough for him!

No wonder that person didn't dare to report the theft of the box to the police, and no wonder he was so nervous about it. It turned out that the box was filled with white powder.

That explained it.

What should he do?

Da Fu suddenly panicked, not knowing how to handle these things.

Should he pour them into the septic tank?

But he felt reluctant to do so.

Anyone would know that these things were quite valuable.

If he could find someone to buy them, he would make a fortune!

With so much white powder, he could sell it for millions.

Thinking of this, he quickly closed the box and hid it in the wardrobe.

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Now, let's talk about Huang De Han. He lost the goods, and he didn't dare to tell Brother Li. He was afraid of Brother Li blaming him and making him pay for it.

He didn't have the money to compensate, and he couldn't bear Brother Li's anger, so he took out his SIM card and threw it into the trash can.

Luckily, Brother Li didn't know where he lived, or else he wouldn't even dare to go back to the inn.

He had thought he would earn one million, but now he had nothing.

If he couldn't bring the goods, where could he get the money to buy a house for Yi Bing?

When he left, he arrogantly promised that he would come back with money for her.

Huang De Han was extremely annoyed.

He returned to the inn dejectedly, and when Yi Bing saw that Huang De Han's foot was injured, she asked with concern, "Darling, what happened to your foot? How did it end up like this after going out for a while?"

"I accidentally sprained it," Huang De Han said, feeling guilty.

"Yi Bing frowned and scolded, 'Why are you so careless!'"

Huang De Han embraced Yi Bing tightly, burying his face in her chest. "Do you worry about me?"

Yi Bing looked disgusted and pushed him away. "Go take a shower quickly! You're covered in sweat and stink to high heavens."