An Qing has been watching Wu Qiang and Ding Mei's every move using mobile phone surveillance video.
She didn't expect that just a temporary idea of hers would have such a big effect.
Wu Qiang didn't see Ding Mei's change clearly, but An Qing saw it clearly.
There is a saying that the person who knows you best is always your enemy.
An Qing felt it was right because she didn't miss the change on Ding Mei's face. , I didn’t miss Ding Mei’s resentful eyes and the expression looking out the window.
In the community where Wu Qiang and Ding Mei lived, although almost everyone knew about the good deeds Ding Mei and Wu Qiang did, people in other places did not know.
Ding Mei began to go to other communities every day on the pretext of buying groceries.
Although Ding Mei is in her fifties, she looks young and knows how to dress up, so she quickly found her new goal in a square far away from their home.
Ding Mei met the new target when they were dancing in that square.
Not only was he young but also graceful.
After dancing a few times, Ding Mei quietly scratched the new target's palm with her fingers.
"My wife has gone abroad and I am alone at home.
Do you want to have a cup of tea at my house?"
The new target said very wisely.
Seeing Ding Mei's suggestive actions, he immediately extended an invitation to take her home.
Ding Mei's eyes were full of charm, and she glanced at the new target with the corner of her eyes, nodded slightly, and followed the new target to a nearby community.
Ding Mei, who had not been satisfied for a long time, found relief in the new target's home.
Looking at the man who kept moving, her eyes were filled with smiles.
When leaving the new target's home, Ding Mei's whole body was sore.
She leaned against the new target softly, with reluctance in her eyes.
"Let's dance together tomorrow, and I'll treat you to tea."
The new target is also a seasoned person.
Looking at Ding Mei's appearance, if there is anything he doesn't understand, he pinches her cheek and smiles.
"Fuck you, you're really bad."
Ding Mei puffed up her chest and swayed slightly.
Seeing her new target being attracted to her, Ding Mei's eyes flashed with pride.
When Ding Mei walked home, it was already getting late.
She saw a group of people surrounding her downstairs from a distance and walked over.
As she got closer, Ding Mei discovered that the people surrounding her downstairs were actually her son Wu Qiang, and the people surrounding her son turned out to be from the bank.
Wu Qiang kept arguing with the people at the bank, what if he didn't spend any money?
The bank's people's reason was very simple.
The card is yours, the password is yours, and you didn't report the loss.
If you spend money, you have to pay back the debt.
Bar "Mom, you're back.
Tell them, I, I can't even explain."
Wu Qiang saw Ding Mei coming back and breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt that he had a savior and immediately shrank to her side.
Ding Mei was originally in a good mood, so she was a little bit worse.
She suppressed her dissatisfaction with Wu Qiang and asked the banker for her consumption details.
When the bank came to ask for the account, they were naturally prepared and immediately took out the detailed slips.
Ding Mei looked at the long list of detailed slips and the astonishing amounts on them, and the veins on her forehead popped up.
"Tell me, why did you spend so much money?"
Ding Mei glared at Wu Qiang and shouted angrily.
"I didn't spend it, I didn't spend it."
Wu Qiang didn't expect that his mother Ding Mei didn't speak for him.
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Instead, she questioned herself first, and she felt a little angry. tgt ttrgt: