Substitute Wife: Mr. He, please sign the divorce

Chapter 43 His white moonlight came to the door

"I know, don't be so impetuous in doing things." Mr. He took off his glasses, and said in a calm but menacing tone.

What scared He Mingze the most was the look in Mrs. He's eyes, and he immediately shut his mouth.

Mr. He sighed softly. Who would have thought that the illegitimate son he brought back from the outside despite all difficulties would be so unable to support the wall.

He glared at his son with hatred, and could only accept his fate.

There is no way, in terms of career, He Mingze is indeed not as successful as his grandson He Jiayu.

But no matter what, He Mingze was also his own son, and He Jiayu was separated by a generation. Even if his parents died in an accident, this grandson would not be close to him.

He handed over the He family's property to He Mingze, at least within the scope of his control.

If the He family's company was handed over to He Jiayu, that would be the real separation from him.

In the end, Mr. He was just worried that the company he had worked so hard to maintain for half his life had nothing to do with him in the end.

"It's really good." Mr. He said after a while.

He had been watching Qingcheng's project for a long time. After all, the He family also participated in the competition for this project, but they lost.

Now that He Jiayu can win this project, the He family can naturally benefit from it.

"However, that kid He Jiayu still remembers that he's from the He family. Even if you say it's useless, the Bihaiwan project didn't intend to give up the profits to the He family before, so how can he compromise now in Qingcheng?" He Mingze said.

Mr. He frowned. This is indeed a difficult problem. He Jiayu has always been a thoughtful person, and he has always been able to tell right from wrong. Besides, the He family is no longer what it used to be.

I am afraid that He Jiayu will indeed not give in.

"I'll think of a way to do this." Mr. He fell into deep thought.

He Mingze complained from the side: "He Jiayu really is, as a member of the He family, he has no intention of contributing to the He family at all."

Mr. He's eyes sank, his face was a little complicated, and he didn't refute.

After a long time, he spoke slowly: "In the name of the He family, hold a charity banquet and invite celebrities from all walks of life to participate."

"Why, Dad?" he wondered.

He Mingze came here to discuss countermeasures with the old man, why did he suddenly decide to hold a banquet.

Mr. He looked at this elm-headed son, sighed softly, and said coldly: "Our He family has been in Hengcheng for so many years, and we have accumulated a lot of contacts and strength. The banquet is for him Take a good look, the He family is not to be snubbed!"

First, he wanted to use this banquet to show He Jiayu the power of the He family, and second, he just took advantage of this opportunity to win over the power of celebrities from all walks of life.

He Mingze understood instantly and nodded repeatedly.

"Then I will leave the matter of this banquet to you. You should know what to do, right?"

"Got it, Dad."

He Mingze knew in his heart that the protagonist of this banquet was actually He Jiayu.

But if he invites it himself, he will definitely not agree, so he handed over the heavy responsibility of this matter to Du Manluo.

"Why do you want me to organize the banquet? Besides, why don't you invite He Jiayu yourself." Du Manluo didn't want to take this broken basket, full of resistance.

"It's not that you don't know, He Jiayu only sells your face, you can do whatever you want, as long as you can invite him over."

Du Manluo only felt irony, and she sneered: "Now for your own benefit, you can even sacrifice your wife, right? No wonder you are not as good as He Jiayu, it's so funny!"

He Mingze's face turned ferocious in an instant, he was always overwhelmed by He Jiayu, and he couldn't see the contempt in his father's eyes when chatting, and now even Du Manluo, a stinky bitch, wanted to come over and step on him!
A series of incidents made him angry, and he gritted his teeth: "Go to hell! You stinky bitch!"

Du Manluo was thrown to the ground by his slap, and then his fists fell like rain. She couldn't resist, and closed her eyes desperately.

He Mingze stood up when he was tired, looked at Du Manluo curled up on the ground with disdain as if he was looking at an ant, and threatened: "If you can't invite He Jiayu to this banquet, I want you to look good!"

After speaking, he slammed the door and walked out.

Du Manluo got up with difficulty, stared viciously at the direction in which He Mingze was leaving, and then smashed all the vases and other objects around him to pieces.

The servants in the house came in to comfort them, but she scolded them all and kicked them out.

Tired of being smashed, he fell down and sat in the debris, his body was cut into countless small wounds, and even some porcelain pieces were stuck into the flesh and blood.

But she didn't move as if she didn't know the pain.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting on it, but she seemed to wake up suddenly, and was a little surprised by her behavior.

Then hurriedly opened the drawer, grabbed a handful of medicine and put it in his mouth, the paranoid and gloomy mood in his heart was relieved.

The next day.

Chu Huiyin was really bored staying in the hospital, and since she had completely recovered from her illness, there was no need to stay any longer, so He Jiayu insisted on being discharged from the hospital, but He Jiayu had no choice but to agree.

As soon as the car drove into the villa, a pretty figure slowly appeared, blocking the way of the two of them.

Chu Huiyin recognized the person as Du Manluo at a glance, but she was wearing a thick scarf at this time, which still couldn't hide the bruises at the corners of her mouth.

Chu Huiyin tactfully gave up the space and said, "Go into the room and chat, I'll wait for you in the car."

He Jiayu didn't speak, but slowly lowered the car window, his tone was not clear and cold: "What's the matter?"

"Jiayu... I have something I want to talk to you alone."

"Get in the car and chat."

Chu Huiyin also got out of the car consciously, and saw that the two of them sat in the back seat, and felt a little panicked inexplicably.

Li Ma watched this scene clearly in the room, and when Chu Huiyin returned home, she stepped forward and complained: "Ma'am! Why did you let them get into the car!"

Chu Huiyin spread his hands and said, "Maybe they have something to talk about at work, I can't get involved in this kind of thing."

"Miss Du abandoned the young master back then, and now she is married to Uncle He's family, how can she still lick her face to find her ex!"

"Abandoned?" Chu Huiyin was a little surprised.

Didn't it mean that He Jiayu and Du Manluo were separated by the marriage between the He and Du families?
What is going on with this abandonment?

But when Chu Huiyin questioned her, Mama Li's expression flashed a little flustered. They never dared to mention what happened back then, and it would offend He Jiayu's bad luck.

Unless they don't want to do it in the villa.

Seeing this, Chu Huiyin didn't ask any more questions, but just looked away, pretending not to care, and said, "It's okay."

"Ma'am, you are just too gentle!" Li Ma said for her.

Chu Huiyin stared at the car outside the window, feeling a little depressed.

"I see! This Du Manluo has no good intentions. He is already married and still restless. He will seduce other people's husbands whenever he finds an opportunity!" Li Ma persuaded, "Madam, you should take out some mistress Come on, let her know that not everyone can be seduced!"

Chu Huiyin withdrew her gaze, bent her lips, and said, "It's okay Mama Li, I trust Ah Yu."

Although she said so on her lips, she was still not feeling well in her heart.

Mama Li just sighed lightly and didn't say anything more.

(End of this chapter)