My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!
Chapter 221 - 221: You’re Too Cunning

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: You’re Too Cunning

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Yigol Novak held Suri Drew in his arms and said as they walked forward, “So, my dear wife, we can’t do anything illegal. We have to do business honestly and not always think about making ill-gotten gains. It might make us happy at the moment, but in the long run, if our luck runs out, we might have to pay a bloody price.”

The people just questioned me, saying they found out I graduated from a

third -rate university and was a delivery guy after that. They were asking where my money was from.”

I showed them my stock trading account, and when they saw the money earned from trading stocks, they didn’t say anything. If my money came from illegal sources, and they found out, we’d be in big trouble. Not only would we lose the money, but we might also spend the rest of our lives in prison.”

“If it’s severe, it might even affect our family and future generations. There are regulations in place that if someone in the family has a dark history, their children will be restricted in many aspects in the future.”

“My money can be traced back to stock trading and real estate investments. Every cent I earn is legal and reasonable. But it’s different for the guy dealing with that cattle issue – his money is made through malicious competition. There’s a saying, ‘when the wall falls, everyone pushes.’ All it takes is a bit of investigation, and plenty of people will come forward to testify against him.”

“Since I have no illegal actions and so much money, which side do you think the scales will tilt toward in the end?”

Suri listened with admiration on her face, “Husband, you are so cunning and wise. I admire you so much.”

Yigol laughed and held Suri’s hand as they got in the car. “Let’s go home. I’ll cook something delicious for you. Today’s activities were exhausting, and I’m hungry now. Are you hungry too?”

“Forget about that cattle guy. Let him be. We won’t bother with them anymore. With his actions, it’s only a matter of time before he turns on himself. He just got unlucky and provoked us.”

“In a way, we did a good deed by eliminating this cancer from society. I’m the tVDe of Derson who doesn’t bother others if thev don’t bother me. If things can pass, let them pass. However, if someone deliberately provokes me, they’ll have to pay a certain price.”

“But, my dear wife, don’t worry about these things in the future. I’ll handle them.”

On the way, Yigol had thought that if that man surnamed Liu couldn’t replace any dark history, he would only have to pay a little more for medical expenses. If they couldn’t replace anything, then Yigol would be able to. He could anonymously report or directly file a lawsuit with Henry Linstad.

Either way, Yigol wasn’t going to let him off easy.

Money may not be omnipotent, but it’s a good thing that can solve many problems.

Little did he expect that Henry Linstad’s luck would run out so quickly, and he not only fell into a trap, but also got a sound beating.

Suri nodded, “Alright, I’m hungry too. Husband, let’s have hot pot?”

Yigol was somewhat surprised, “Why do you suddenly want to eat hot pot? Aren’t you unable to eat spicy food? How about we make a non-spicy version so that you can enjoy the spicy dipping sauce?”

Suri shook her head, “No need. Make a spicy hot pot, I know you like spicy food. You’ve been cooking mild dishes to accommodate me. The truth is, it’s just a matter of getting used to the spiciness. As long as you don’t make it too spicy, I’ll be fine. Besides, when I visit your family, I can’t expect your entire family to eat bland food with me, right?”

“Although they might not say anything, it would be uncomfortable for them in the long run. I’ve heard that people who like spicy food can’t live without it.”

“As long as it’s not too spicy, there won’t be a problem. Besides, I want to try what spicy hot pot is like. I’ve always heard people talk about how delicious and fragrant it is, and I’m so curious. In the past, I never had anyone to eat hot pot with. My only friend was Rachel Turkish, and we only spent time together going to the gym and such. We never went out to eat hot pot or anything like that. I’m really curious.”

“The main reason is that I heard that eating spicy food can easily cause acne, and I have a little bit of a beauty burden. Hehe. But, husband, your hot pot is different. I’m sure it won’t cause that kind of problem, right?”

Seeing Suri’s eager expression, Yigol couldn’t refuse and agreed with her request.

Suri was right. He was now a top gun chef. Yigol knew how to combine different ingredients to bring out their best qualities and how to mask their downsides. It was all easy for him.

That’s why, even though Suri ate a lot of his cooking, she never gained any weight.

“Alright then, I’ll satisfy your curiosity today with an incredibly delicious spicy hot pot. Let’s get rid of this bad luck brought by that cattle business.”

“Alright, husband, let’s hurry home.” Suri was already extremely excited for the meal. Yigol had said it right; her bad mood from the cattle incident had disappeared in an instant.

Looking at her impatient expression, Yigol couldn’t help but laugh, “Alright, calm down. We need to go grocery shopping first and buy all the ingredients. I can’t let my wife get scared off after one meal. So, I have a lot of ingredients to buy. At this time of day, let’s see if we can replace everything we need.”

Suri thought a moment and said, “By the way, Husband, I know of a market that’s open all the time and always has fresh ingredients. It’s for people who work late or need to shop at night. We should be able to replace fresh produce.”

Yigol nodded, “That’s great, let’s go. I promise I’ll make a spicy hot pot tonight that will make you incredibly happy.”

Suri stared at him suspiciously, “What you said sounded a bit off. Are you trying to be sarcastic again?”

Yigol quickly shook his head, “No, no, no, my dear wife. You misunderstood me. I’m not sarcastic anymore, really. I swear, if I lied even a little, may God punish me and make you give birth to a dozen or even twenty babies.”

At that moment, Suri’s hand pinched Yigol’s waist, “Let me teach you a lesson, you sarcastic bastard….’