The stepmother control group counterattacked with cubs in the era

Seeing Zhao Dafa getting out of the car, Shen Hongmei suddenly came back to her senses, turned to Yi Ling and said:

"My husband is back. If you don't want your family to know about stock trading, then leave now!"

Except for the person who filed for divorce, several others, including Yi Ling, followed Shen Hongmei in stock trading behind her husband and parents-in-law's back.

It is conceivable that if their husbands and parents-in-law knew that they had lost all their family savings, the outcome would not be much better.

"Let's go, why are you standing still?"

Seeing that Zhao Dafa had entered the door, Shen Hongmei couldn't help but growl.

Yi Ling didn't want the trouble to end, so she reluctantly asked everyone to leave.

When she got downstairs, after saying hello to Zhao Dafa, Yi Ling turned to Shen Hongmei and said, "Hongmei, don't worry about what I told you upstairs. We are waiting for your good news."

In front of Zhao Dafa, Shen Hongmei could only force a smile: "Okay, I will do it."

After sending Yi Ling and others away in person, Shen Hongmei returned to the living room.

Zhao Dafa was nowhere to be seen in the living room. She calmed down before going to look for someone on the second floor.

In the bedroom.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the door of the middle wardrobe was open, and the hanging clothes were piled on the bed, revealing the safe hidden behind the wardrobe.

Zhao Dafa squatted in front of the safe, seemingly counting his property.

Shen Hongmei stared blankly, then opened her mouth and shouted: "Brother Zhao."

Zhao Dafa glanced at her and explained: "The company's funds are relatively difficult. I will use the money at home temporarily."

Shen Hongmei walked up to him and slowly squatted down, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Zhao Dafa did not answer, but asked about Yi Ling and the others: "Why did they come to you?"

When she was downstairs, Shen Hongmei had already thought of an excuse to deal with it, but when she faced Zhao Dafa's sharp eyes, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, and the words she had thought of were stuck.

"I, they used to learn stock trading from me, but the market has been bad recently and they lost all their money. They came to me to ask for an explanation. But I can't be blamed for this. They took the initiative to trade stocks. I reminded them Don’t even listen.”

Zhao Dafa lowered his head and was silent for a while before asking her: "Hongmei, ask yourself, do you really have no responsibility at all?"

Shen Hongmei couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "If I had known this would be the result, I would definitely not have led them to trade stocks, but now that the matter has come to this, what can I do?"

Zhao Dafa raised his head and sighed, turned around tiredly, and sat down against the closet door.

She said to Shen Hongmei in a gentle tone: "Mingzhu warned you back then that stock trading is risky, but you didn't listen and even dragged them into the water. Have you even considered for a second, can they afford to lose? If they lose, What will happen to them?"

"I also reminded you later and asked you to sell the stocks in your hands. Why didn't you listen? Did you remind them to take it as soon as they saw fit?"

"You obviously had many opportunities, but you didn't seize them once. Do you really feel that you have no responsibility?"

Shen Hongmei may not be aware that she has a great responsibility for Yi Ling and others.

It was her vanity, self-righteousness, and desire to be in the limelight that led to the current situation.

She just doesn't want to face it, or in other words, she can't bear this responsibility.

Now that Zhao Dafa had revealed her thoughts, she suddenly felt ashamed and ashamed.

"Brother Zhao, it's all my fault. I don't know why I became like this. I overestimated myself and ruined everything. I really don't know what to do. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... …”

Looking at his wife who was crying and repenting, Zhao Dafa took out the cigarette case melancholy, lit a cigarette, leaned against the cabinet door and started smoking slowly.

After marrying Shen Hongmei, his career became more and more successful. He once thought that Shen Hongmei was favoring him and thought that he had finally married the right person.

Until a few days ago, he didn't know that the smooth sailing these years was due to Shen Mingzhu's favor.

If you were to ask him who he envied the most in his life, it would definitely be Pei Yang.

In fact, he had envied Pei Yang a long time ago. He envied Pei Yang for marrying a daughter-in-law who was both smart, capable and knowledgeable.

There should be no man who doesn't envy Pei Yang.

Zhao Yun sat on the bed in his room, feeling unspeakably depressed.

He ran back happily, wanting to talk to Zhao Dafa about the company, but unexpectedly he saw the couple quarreling. Is he going to change his stepmother again? ?
She is really a tough Mr. Zhao and a flowing stepmother.

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhao Dafa came out of the bedroom carrying a bag of things. When he passed Zhao Yun's room, he was surprised to see Zhao Yun there.

"When did you come back?"

"When you were arguing."

Zhao Dafa choked, stepped in and closed the door, "Nonsense, we didn't quarrel."

"Mr. Zhao, you are a man, do you dare to admit it?"

"Don't ask about adults' affairs."

Zhao Dafa put his handbag on the bed, took out his wallet from his body, took out an old man's head, thought about it, added another one, and handed it to him together.

"No."

Looking at Zhao Yun's arrogant little appearance, Zhao Dafa sneered and took out the last old man's head from his wallet. He handed over a total of three hundred yuan.

"Are you still angry with me? Take it!"

Zhao Yun glanced at his empty wallet and pushed his hand away, "I said no, I have grown up, and I will find ways to make money by myself in the future, without you having to worry about it."

Zhao Dafa was a little surprised, "How are you going to earn money?"

Zhao Yun hooked the basketball on the shelf and played with the ball with his fingertips while saying: "I picked up foreign aid and helped others play basketball. If I win a game, I can get fifty points."

Since entering high school, as his skills have improved by leaps and bounds, many amateur teams have approached Zhao Yun, asking him to help play foreign aid, with pay ranging from thirty to fifty.

It's just that he didn't lack money before, so he refused them all.

Today is different from the past. He can earn pocket money by his own skills, which can be regarded as reducing the burden on his family.

Seeing that his son was serious, Zhao Da was in a daze for a while before coming back to his senses.

He looked down at the money in his hand and couldn't help but smile, but the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

When my son grows up, he knows how to share his father's worries.

He sat down, patted Zhao Yun's shoulder hard, and teased: "Can you do it?"

"I dare not say anything else. It is more than enough to support you."

"Okay, I'll wait."

After a pause, he handed the three hundred yuan to Zhao Yun again, "You really don't want it?"

"No."

Zhao Dafa nodded and put the money back into his wallet, "Then I'm going out."

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yun called out to Zhao Dafa who was about to leave, but hesitated to speak, "Do you want to divorce Aunt Hongmei?"

In the corridor outside the door.

Huge panic gripped Shen Hongmei tightly. She covered her mouth and squatted against the wall, her tears falling to the ground like broken beads.

inside the room.

Hearing Zhao Yun's question, Zhao Da was stunned for a while before speaking, "Who did you listen to?"

"My guess."

Zhao Yun stopped turning the ball and seemed to be waiting for Zhao Dafa's answer.

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