Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 396 I don't want you anymore

Xue Zhongyang couldn't understand women's way of thinking, and he was confused. Before he could understand the meaning of what He Huan said just now, He Huan said, "I don't want He Da anymore, you can convert it for me." Turn it into cash!"

Convert Heda into cash?

Xue Zhongyang couldn't figure out how much He Da was worth.

"I acted as a headhunter for a while this time, and helped you bring Johnny here. Johnny is not an ordinary person. He is going back to China, and the National Security Agency of the United States has come forward to stop him, so...you have to thank me well Only then!"

He Huan asked Xue Zhongyang to ask for money, which was called a red face, clean and neat, but Xue Zhongyang is also a man who likes to do business, "How much do you want?"

"It must be 10 yuan!"

"I'll give you 50 million!"

"So many?" This completely exceeded He Huan's psychological expectations.

"Jonnie is worth the price!" He was appraising Jonny instead of He Da. The value that Jonny could bring to him was immeasurable. Xue Zhongyang was willing to spend money on Jonny.

He Huan didn't expect Xue Zhongyang to be so happy, and his impression of him changed a lot, "President Xue, you are really generous."

"You deserve it. I asked my secretary to contact you. You tell her your bank card information, and she will transfer the money to you. Goodbye!"

Xue Zhongyang was concise and to the point, he hung up the phone after finishing what he needed to say.

……

At the airport, He Huan stared at the phone number on his phone, struggling in his heart.

On the screen was He Da's cell phone number, a phone number that could no longer be reached... He Huan thought that from now on, the two of them might never see each other again, so he finally felt unwilling and dialed He Da's cell phone number out of luck. , Sure enough, he still couldn't get through, He Huan said to the unreachable phone number, "He Da, I don't want you anymore!"

She didn't want him anymore, it wasn't He Da who didn't want her anymore!
He Huan ended this farce-like unrequited love!
"...Attention all passengers, your flight CA8158 to New York is now boarding, please board the plane from gate 22..."

He Huan got up, pulled the suitcase beside him, and walked towards the boarding gate.

She was tall and slender, wearing a black windbreaker on her body, she was sassy, ​​and she left without looking back.

……

Wu Mei cooks and cooks a table of dishes in two hours.

Song's mother praised Wu Mei for being smart, and Song Dezhi finally understood the reason.This Wu Mei is really very smart. It hasn't been long since she came here. Everyone's taste is very accurate, and the food she cooks is also very suitable for everyone's taste.

Especially Xue Zhongyang's!
"Amei, you are so good. Not only can you play the piano so well, but you can also cook such delicious food." Mother Song praised.

"Thank you, Biao Aunt, it was all taught by Aunt Biao, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it. Aunt Biao, how about you try the freshness of the four seasons?" Wu Mei picked up dishes for Song's mother, and Song's mother tasted it, satisfied Nodded, "That's right, although the taste is bland, the freshness of the vegetables comes out. If you learn from me for a few days, your cooking skills will catch up with me."

With a smile on her face, Wu Mei has been serving Song's father and Song's mother for dinner, and said calmly, "That's not what my cousin taught me."

"You don't need to be humble. After all, I worked hard to teach her, but she couldn't learn it. It's fine if she can't cook. But that mouth is more tricky than anyone else, and only Zhong Yang can I can bear it."

Xue Zhongyang picked up a piece of meat for Song Dezhi, and followed Song's mother's words, "Mom, I can cook, so I won't be hungry in the future."

Mother Song looked at her son-in-law with satisfaction, and said with mixed feelings, "Zhongyang, don't spoil her, spoil her, and then you will be bullied by her."

He is also being bullied by her now, "It's very good, you won't bully me." Then Song Dezhi said, "Is it? Zhizhi?"

Song Dezhi was very focused when eating and didn't like to be disturbed. The food cooked by Wu Mei was full of color, fragrance and taste, and it was really delicious. Compared with the dishes of a private restaurant she and Zhong Yang had been to, "You Don't mess with me, of course I won't bully you!"

"You girl, you can't speak well, you always speak with thorns!"

Wu Mei smiled slightly, "Zhongyang, this is your favorite pickled fish, how would you like it?"

Xue Zhongyang didn't answer, and put a piece of fish meat for Song Dezhi into her bowl, and asked, "How do you taste it?"

The fish is very fresh and plump, and the sauerkraut is added to the soup, which is fresh and sour. "It's delicious!"

Xue Zhongyang didn't even look at Wu Mei, and said, "Zhizhi loves pickled fish the most. Since you have nothing to do all day, you can cook the meals at home from now on!"

Song Dezhi looked at Xue Zhongyang, and saw that he was concentrating on picking fishbone, and put it in her bowl after picking.Wu Mei looked like she was about to cry.

Xue Zhongyang is really ruthless, he directly treated Wu Mei as an old lady.

Song Dezhi also thought it was a good suggestion, so he didn't say anything.

"This stir-fried broccoli with dried shrimps, the salt is left out, remember to put less tomorrow. Don't put chili in Kung Pao Chicken. Sanjin likes this, but he can't eat spicy food. I will add French fries tomorrow, and use rapeseed for oil. Oil..." Xue Zhongyang commented on every dish, and asked Wu Mei to add more dishes tomorrow, "That's all for now."

"Zhongyang, the pickled fish made by Wu Mei is really sour, try it..." Song Dezhi took a piece of fish and put it in his bowl. After Xue Zhongyang ate the fish, his expression didn't show whether it was delicious or not. tasty.

"Zhongyang, is it delicious?"

Xue Zhongyang didn't speak, and Song Dezhi explained, "Wu Mei, he's always been picky. If he doesn't like something, he won't force himself to eat it. Zhongyang also likes your dishes. Three meals a day is up to you!"

It just so happened that their cook was dismissed by Song's mother on the grounds of saving money. Wu Mei loves to show off so much, she doesn't make good use of her, what a shame.

"Miss Wu, why don't you talk? Don't you want to?" Xue Zhongyang was finally willing to give Wu Mei a look. Wu Mei's eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved.
"You love food, of course I'd like to make it for you. It's just..." Wu Mei glanced at Papa Song and said, "Cousin, I won't be able to participate in tomorrow's interview. You can push it for me."

"Oh, you have an interview tomorrow?" Song Dezhi was startled, "Then my mother will cook tomorrow. You can go to the interview with peace of mind. If you can find a job and support yourself, it will be our whole family." Biggest wish right now!"

Song's mother also persuaded, "Amei, it's important to find a job. Don't feel pressured tomorrow. Take it easy and go to the interview. You will definitely find a good job."

"Well, thank you all. I will definitely work hard." Wu Mei nodded, smiled broadly, and looked at Xue Zhongyang confidently. Song Dezhi curled his lips, thinking that this woman was very obtrusive.

She was going to deal with this woman. Every day when she opened her eyes and saw someone she didn't like, it really affected her good mood.

"If you interview during the day, you will definitely have time at night. You should let it go for dinner. Our whole family loves your cooking. Zhong Yang, don't you think so?"

Song Dezhi moved out Xue Zhongyang, who was feeding soup to his daughter and said without raising his head, "En."

"Okay, then I'll come back tonight and prepare dinner."

Mother Song didn't think much about it, thinking that her gluttonous daughter's impression of Wu Mei had changed because of this meal, she was secretly happy for Wu Mei, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy vegetables tomorrow! Prepare all the ingredients and wait for Amei tonight Come cook us a nice dinner."

"Okay." Song Dezhi looked at Wu Mei's face, calculating in his heart.

"What's the matter? What are you thinking?" Xue Zhongyang looked at her absent-mindedly, looked at her, and asked.

"Thinking of something good."

After Wu Mei picked up the dishes for Song's mother, she smiled and asked curiously, "I got it, what a good thing, tell me and let's have fun together."

"It's a good thing for me, but it's not necessarily a good thing for others." Song Dezhi lowered his head, ate, and stopped talking.

Wu Mei's expression froze for a moment, and she looked at her from the corner of her eye. Xue Zhongyang basically didn't eat much, and had been serving Song Dezhi and taking care of the twins. A table of food is curious.

"Sanjin is getting more and more beautiful." Wu Mei looked at Sanjin and said enviously.

Mother Song glanced at her grandson, feeling so proud in her heart, she carried her grandson out and walked around, and I don't know how many people praised them for their good looks, "That's right, the child stars on TV are not as good-looking as my grandson. Little boy, you are really the president, everyone looks like Zhong Yang, if you look like your mother, you will be blind."

"Mom, what's wrong with my appearance?"

"You'll know when you look in the mirror."

"You..." Song Dezhi was pissed off by his mother, "What's the use of being pretty? Haven't you heard of a confidante? Lin Daiyu was beautiful and delicate, but she jumped into the lake and died. There is a famous prostitute in the Qinhuai River, Su Xiaoxiao... which one has a long life."

Wu Mei continued, "Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. When a woman is at her most beautiful, it is even more pity for her to fade away."

Song Dezhi snorted and said disapprovingly, "Death is like a lamp going out. When a person dies, there is nothing! The rebirth is gorgeous, and the life span is not long enough, which is also a pity!"

"Eat, eat, the food is cold." Papa Song interjected.

"I am full."

Mother Song looked at her and saw that she still had half a bowl of rice left, so she couldn't help asking strangely, "How are you doing today? You ate so little?"

"I've been pissed off by someone!" After finishing speaking, she glanced at Mother Song, sending her mother to receive her daughter's gaze. Thinking of what she had just laughed at her, she couldn't help laughing, "You girl, why are you jealous with your daughter? "

"Who dares to call me ugly in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mother Song nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you are not ugly, you are still more beautiful than ordinary people."

"Come on, let's not speculate." Song Dezhi looked at the little man in Xue Zhongyang's arms and asked, "Sanjin, come and hug me."

"hug!"

(End of this chapter)