Chapter 646: Stop Arguing—Your Wife Is Intersex

"One hundred and thirty-five million?!"

Qin Feng's words left Xu Li's ex-husband stunned; he shouted in disbelief: "What the hell? What are you talking about?! How could Yao Yao owe you so much money?!"

Yao Yao herself was staring wide-eyed at Qin Feng, saying in disbelief: "I didn't! I really didn't! Who are you?! Why are you slandering me?!"

"Oh?"

Qin Feng gave a cold smile: "You really think your plastic surgery gave you a brand-new life? Don't forget, all your records and medical files are still in my company. Heh…"

"What? What plastic surgery?"

Hearing this, Xu Li's ex-husband strained to turn his gaze toward Yao Yao and asked, confused: "Yao Yao, did you get plastic surgery?!"

"I…"

Yao Yao hesitated, unsure what to say.

Honestly, she had indeed undergone plastic surgery—not just once, but multiple times.

But what did this have to do with the handsome man standing before her?

Who the hell was he? What the hell was he even talking about?!

Seeing Yao Yao hesitate,

Xu Li's ex-husband shrugged: "Fine, fine, she had plastic surgery—so what? Every woman wants it these days. Honestly, I love her personality; whether she's had surgery or not doesn't matter!"

"Husband…"

Hearing this, Yao Yao's eyes filled with tears, moved.

Had Qin Feng not been there,

Yao Yao would have immediately kissed Xu Li's ex-husband right then and there.

But Qin Feng just smiled dryly: "Love her personality… love a man, or a woman?"

Huh?

The diners around them perked up instantly, instinctively leaning closer to listen.

Even the waiters and band members now wore expressions of "This is big gossip," slowly edging toward Qin Feng.

A few people tried to speak up and stop Qin Feng, but the other onlookers immediately held them back.

What's the point of being a moral crusader when you've got free gossip? Isn't it better to enjoy it together?

"Love a man, or a woman? …"

Qin Feng's follow-up question

left Xu Li's ex-husband utterly baffled; he stared at Qin Feng: "Wait, who the hell are you? What are you even getting at? What do you want?!"

"Who am I?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly: "I'm your debtor—and the creator of your current wife. Put it this way: the woman standing before you, Yao Yao, is a product entirely crafted by me and my company. Oh, no—actually, a defective one."

"Don't rush. Don't move. Let me tell you a story."

Qin Feng continued with a smile: "Five years ago, our plastic surgery hospital received a special patient—one with both male and female biological traits, and an ambiguous appearance that was hard to describe…"

"Originally, the patient hoped the hospital would help remove the male features and preserve the female ones, turning them into a real woman. But the patient had no money, and the surgery required a huge sum—and had to be done overseas."

"Without money, surgery was impossible—that was the patient's tragic fate. Then, the patient came to me."

"At the time, I was the hospital's marketing director, responsible for overall marketing and planning."

"The patient knelt outside my office for three days and three nights, begging me to help. They just wanted to be a woman—but they truly had no money…"

"I eventually felt pity and devised a plan: after undergoing plastic surgery abroad, they would reinvent themselves, find a billionaire, marry them, and then repay the hospital loan."

"The patient agreed—and even knelt before the hospital leadership to beg them for approval."

"Our hospital then advanced a down payment of ten million, sent them to South Korea, and invited Thailand's top reconstructive surgeons to consult together."

"Three months later, the ten million was spent entirely—and they became a woman."

"But they weren't satisfied. They kept demanding more loans from me and the hospital—for facial reconstruction, rib reshaping, body sculpting, hair follicle transplants… just these procedures alone totaled thirty million in hospital loans."

"Finally, after discharge and successful transition, they came to the capital and followed my plan, approaching several different billionaires. But the results were dismal."

"They didn't get a single penny from them—instead, they lost everything. The hospital and company lost all faith in them."

"Then the company ordered me to sell them directly to the gray market to recover funds quickly."

"I paid for them myself—to enroll in private virtue classes, yoga, and all sorts of random courses—to teach them how to seduce a man…"

"Once they'd learned enough, I sent them to another company, where they slept with the HR manager and became the general manager's secretary."

"Then they began following the plan step by step: seduce, win his heart, then gradually siphon off assets…"

"At this point, the story should've ended happily ever after!"

"But!"

Qin Feng turned to Yao Yao and sneered: "But this person suddenly claimed they truly fell in love with that man—and begged me and the company to let them off the hook. Heh?!"

"Fucking hell—I and the company went so far as to use their photos to create AI short videos defiling a woman's purity, and mobilized everyone to viciously insult this woman…"

"Now, just as we were about to succeed, and our debt was finally recoverable, this bitch suddenly says she wants love? Heh?!"

Qin Feng glared coldly at Yao Yao: "You owe me and the company so much money—and now you say you want love? I don't give a fuck about your love!"

"Pay me—right now, immediately—or I'll release every photo and video of your surgery, and all our plans, to the public!"

"Yao Yao?!"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Xu Li's ex-husband froze in shock, staring at Yao Yao: "Yao Yao, what's going on? Is he telling the truth?!"

Yao Yao, panicked and terrified, screamed: "No, no! Don't believe him! He's lying! Everything he said is a lie!"

"Is that so?"

Qin Feng smiled, then pulled out his phone and addressed the crowd: "Who wants to see Yao Yao's surgery videos and photos? Send me five hundred yuan—I'll send it to you directly. Warning: this will shatter your worldview~~~"

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