The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 337: Chapter 338: Old Events Exposed (1) (2 more)
Go back to Nanshan Villa.

Mrs. Sheng first went to Mrs. Jing, and then to Ye Qingxin. Mrs. Jing looked around and said to him, but Ye Qingxin remained silent. Neither of them had a clear attitude of wanting to forgive Sheng Wenqiong.

Mrs. Sheng knew that this matter might not be kind, she didn't blame Ye Qingxin for disregarding family affection, she only blamed her own daughter for being too ignorant.

Middle-aged people in their tens of years behave less well than young people.

Before going to sleep, the old man called Sheng Wenqiong and just said: "You can do it yourself." Then he hung up the phone.

Sheng Wenqiong answered the call, feeling a little annoyed, and pinned the phone on the bedside table forcefully, then turned to Yu Wei and said, "Why don't you just do it yourself, what can they do to me? It wasn't my intention that He Su'e fell, and it's not good every year." Did you get carried back? Could it be possible to call the police and arrest me? Oh, that's all the Jing family can do!"

Yu Wei flipped through the documents in his hand, looked up at her, and didn't speak to her.

"I'm talking to you." Sheng Wenqiong snatched the information from Yu Wei's hand, "Today my mother beat me, and my face still hurts, and you don't comfort me."

Leaving aside his bad temper, Sheng Wenqiong is good-looking. Although he is over half a century old, he is well-maintained. There are no wrinkles on his face when he is quiet, and he has a noble and elegant temperament. At this time, his right face is slightly red and swollen. Very aggrieved, it's still charming to look at.

Yu Wei only glanced at her, without any expression, and lay down to sleep.

Sheng Wenqiong looked at the back of his head, a coolness slipped through his heart, and he was immediately filled with anger, "Yu Wei! What do you mean?"

I don't know when it started, Yu Wei's attitude towards her was as indifferent as a stranger, where is there the slightest affection from before?
Yu Wei closed his eyes, "I've been tired all day, go to sleep."

Sheng Wenqiong's heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton, as if the people around her were not following her.

The only daughter who was with her was locked up in a drug rehabilitation center.

The next afternoon, Sheng Wenqiong met Yu Qingyou in a blue uniform in the reception room of the Drug Rehabilitation Education Center.

After five months of forced isolation, Yu Qingyou has become taciturn from the initial screaming, and the silence is a little... not quite right.

Sheng Wenqiong rarely came to see her, and this was the second time she had come to see Yu Qingyou.

"Quiet..."

"Hush -" Yu Qingyou put her right index finger on her lips, lowered her head and patted her stomach in a happy and shy manner, "The baby is sleeping, so don't talk to disturb it."

Sheng Wenqiong looked at the 'ring' made of toilet paper on her finger, and frowned, "Qingyou, what's on your hand?"

"Ring." Yu Qingyou smiled shyly, "Boyuan and I's wedding ring."

"Qingyou, that's toilet paper, not a ring." Sheng Wenqiong had a bad feeling in his heart.

"You nonsense! This is my wedding ring and his, don't you try to lie to me!" Yu Qingyou squeezed the microphone, and glared fiercely at Sheng Wenqiong through the glass, "I still have our child in my stomach, we have a child."

"He said at the wedding that there will only be one woman in this life, and he loves me."

"Qingyou, that's what Liangchen said. Did Liangchen come to see you during this time?"

"Good Chen? Lou Liangchen?" Deep horror appeared in Yu Qingyou's eyes, "He is a bad person, he is a bad person, go away! Go away! He is a bad person!"

After talking to herself for a while, she made a silent gesture to Sheng Wenqiong, "Shh, don't talk, don't disturb the baby."

Sheng Wenqiong: "..."

Standing at the door of the drug rehabilitation center, Sheng Wenqiong looked up at a big king coconut tree next to it, with feathery leaves stretching in the air.

In my ears, I recalled the words of Political Commissar Ran: "Ms. Yu has been mentally abnormal recently. We have already contacted a psychiatric expert and are going to give her a comprehensive examination."

In a trance, she couldn't remember how her daughter fell into this field step by step.

Is it because of Ye Qingxin?
That little bitch, why didn't he die in the Yangtze River with Mr. Sheng Wen!

Sheng Wenqiong was driving on the road that was glaringly illuminated by the sun. When she was waiting for a red light, she opened the car window to breathe. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the person in the driver's seat of a car next to her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly pressed the button to raise the window.

The other party obviously saw her, seeing her expression of seeing a ghost, the other party showed her a meaningful smile, and even raised his hand to wave her way.

The street lights came on, and Sheng Wenqiong slammed on the gas pedal.

How could he come back, didn't he agree to go to England and never come back?
When Sheng Wenqiong returned home, he drank a large glass of ice water in panic, but still failed to cool down his restless heart.

When the phone rang, she threw the cup in her hand out.

When the servant heard the sound of the cup being broken, Sheng Wenqiong said coldly, "Why are you so reckless, you startled me."

The servant was inexplicably beaten up, and he lowered his head and did not dare to refute.

Sheng Wenqiong returned to the room and looked at the phone screen, a string of unfamiliar numbers.

After hesitating for a moment, he answered, "Miss Sheng, I didn't expect you to still use this number. You are really nostalgic."

Hearing the familiar voice, Sheng Wenqiong's face became extremely ugly.

"You stayed well in England, what are you doing when you come back?"

"I miss our Miss Sheng." The tone over there was flirtatious.

Sheng Wenqiong calmed down now, and said coldly, "You must be short of money."

"Miss Sheng is still so smart." The other side said: "I just returned to China, and I have no place to stay, and I don't have any means of transportation. The car that Miss Sheng saw today belongs to my friend."

"I can give you money, but you have to leave the country."

"Miss Sheng is negotiating conditions with me? Let's see if Miss Sheng can meet my request."

"Just tell me, how much do you want?"

"Two billion."

"Why don't you go grab it!"

"I can go and grab it, but if I get caught, I can't stand the trial of the interrogator. It's not good to confess some old things, don't you think?"

Sheng Wenqiong: "..." Gritting her teeth for a long time, she said, "Give me some time, I won't be able to spend that much money all at once."

"The Sheng family is not a small family. To you, [-] million is just a drop in the bucket. Why bother to cry poor Miss Sheng with me?"

"Give me a week."

"Two days."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Wenqiong called Yu Wei and said straight to the point: "He appeared again."

"Who?"

"Chen Ke." Sheng Wenqiong was a little anxious: "What should I do? He asked me for [-] million yuan. Where can I get so much money? All the money in my hand...you know." They all lost in the futures game.

"He is the kind of person who is greedy. If you give [-] million today, he will ask for [-] billion tomorrow. There is no end to it."

Yu Wei's tone was cold, Sheng Wenqiong understood the meaning of his tone, "You mean..."

Yu Wei stopped, and didn't say anything.

Sheng Wenqiong hung up the phone again, holding the phone, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

After the beginning of autumn, the weather has been very good, the sky is high and the air is refreshing.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Ye Qingxin came out of the office building of the organizer of the Young Fashion Designer Contest.

For 38 sets of ready-made garments, it was impossible for the pattern maker to fully present what the designer wanted to express, and there were some problems. Ye Qingxin fully communicated her ideas with the pattern maker, and modified some of them by herself.

Back at Nanshan Villa, the whole villa was quiet.

Aunt Chi opened the door for her.

"All asleep?"

"The three old ladies are all asleep, but the young masters are still awake."

Ye Qingxin went upstairs and went directly to the baby's room. In the room, Jing Boyuan was sitting on the chair next to the crib, holding Chao Chao in his hands. Chao Chao stared straight at his father with pink smile. gum.

The man was wearing dark gray home clothes, with his cuffs rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, and his deep eyebrows filled with the gentleness of his father.

Nian Nian and Mu Mu were lying on their backs on the crib, Nian Nian was eating small fists, and Mu Mu was breathing boredly.

"Did the baby miss mother today?" Ye Qingxin went out all day and called home every two hours, but she didn't hear the news of the children crying. Ye Qingxin was relieved and disappointed.

I am gratified that the little ones are living well without their mother, and this is also what is lost. Her mother does not seem to be that important to the little ones.

"Is the matter settled?" Jing Boyuan put down Chao Chao and put his hands on Ye Qingxin's waist.

"Yeah." Ye Qingxin lay on the crib rail, and teased the little ones in turn. The three little ones yawned and squinted their eyes.

Ye Qingxin covered them with small quilts, turned off the lights, and left only a small night light for her aunt to come and check at night.

"Is Mom feeling better?" Ye Qingxin asked Jing Boyuan when he returned to the master bedroom, closing the door connected to the baby room.

"much better."

"Thanks to mom yesterday, otherwise I don't know what will happen." Ye Qingxin thought of Jing Boyuan and He Su'e's quarrel, and said: "Boyuan, I can see that mom really cares about the baby, you have to thank her well, Why don't we wait for mom to be discharged from the hospital and call her to live in Nanshan villa for a few days, she likes the baby so much, she hasn't gotten along well with the baby yet."

Jing Boyuan fixed his deep eyes on Ye Qingxin, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It's up to you to decide."

Ye Qingxin smiled: "I will tell her tomorrow, she will be very happy."

The next morning, she went to the hospital.

He Su'e didn't expect that Jing Boyuan would agree with her to live in Nanshan Villa.

After hearing Ye Qingxin's words, she couldn't help confirming again and again, "Really? Ah Yuan...doesn't object?"

Ye Qingxin sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, peeled an apple and said, "Well, last night Boyuan mentioned that you saved Niannian and said that he must thank you very much. I just said, Mom likes babies very much. I have never had a chance to get along with the baby, so why don't I let my mother come to the villa for a while."

"Bo Yuan thought it was a good idea, so he nodded and agreed." After Ye Qingxin finished peeling the apple, she reached out and handed it to He Su'e, "Mom, eat the apple."

"Actually, that's what I should do. My grandson was carried away with his mouth covered. I definitely can't pretend that I didn't see it." He Su'e smiled slightly, her eyes were filled with the warmth of spring after the ice and snow melted, and she finished speaking He took a small bite of the apple in his hand.

In the ward besides Ye Qingxin, there was also a servant from Jingzhai. Jing Zong was also there. Seeing Ye Qingxin coming, someone accompanied He Su'e to talk and went to work.

When He Jifan came over, Ye Qingxin was washing grapes for He Su'e. The servants could also do these small things, but the meaning was different.

She was in the bathroom, when she heard He Jifan's voice, she couldn't help thinking of his relationship with Dou Weier.

He Su'e asked He Jifan why he was in the hospital.

He Jifan replied: "Zhouzhou has a fever and received an injection at the hospital. I know you are here, so come and have a look."

He Jifan's son is called He Chizhou.

"That child in Zhouzhou has a cold and fever every three days, and his resistance is too weak." He Su'e said.

"Not all children are like this." He Jifan's tone contained the love and distress of a father, "It will be fine when you grow up."

Ye Qingxin came out with a fruit plate, and greeted with a smile: "Cousin is here, let's eat grapes."

He Jifan waved his hands, "No."

Ye Qingxin didn't force herself, and put the grapes on the bedside table.

He Jifan sat there for a while, then got up and left. Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment and asked Ye Qingxin, "Have you been in touch with Vivier recently? When will she come back?"

Ye Qingxin looked at him and smiled: "She's been busy recently, I haven't talked to her on the phone for a long time, I don't know."

He Jifan nodded, turned and left without saying anything.

He was wearing a white shirt with black floral prints, the hem was tucked into black casual trousers, and a black belt was tied around his waist. He was at least 1.8 meters tall, with a good body proportion, and his back looked tall and straight.

Ye Qingxin thought of the sparkling peach blossoms she saw in his eyes when she looked at him just now, and couldn't help worrying about Dou Weier.

It's not unreasonable for Dou Weier to fall for such a flirtatious son. His outstanding appearance alone is enough to attract women, not to mention, he also has strong financial resources as a support.

In addition to being unspecialized in love, He Jifan is generous with women, not considerate but gentle enough, and it is no wonder that Dou Weier's heart is broken in this man's hands.

Near noon, when Jing Zong came back, Ye Qingxin left the hospital and was about to get into the car in the parking lot when he caught a glimpse of He Jifan from the infusion hall holding a little boy in a blue T-shirt, white shorts and a cartoon baseball cap from the corner of his eye. coming in the direction of Shi Ying, followed by Shi Ying.

Even though Shi Ying covered herself tightly, Ye Qingxin recognized it at a glance.

(End of this chapter)