CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 172: Ask Him to Help

Qiu Yi reported the situation and spit out, and after speaking in one go, he was also angry.

After listening to everything he said, Su Yinghao finally understood why Luo Qingyun was so sad, and she also understood why she was being told better.

If these words were spoken from He Meixin's mouth at this time, it would not be a surprise.

Marrying into such a person, how can you not envy Luo Qingyun who is now unrelated?

"President, you asked me to find someone to check on Meixin's family at midnight yesterday. Do you have any plans? Do you want to take care of this gossip?" Qiu Susu came to know Su Haohao, and he was definitely not a nosy person .

He has never cared about things that have nothing to do with his vital interests.

"I don't care. Someone is upset about this."

"Qing Yun has always been kind and kind, and now she is the best friend to encounter such an unfortunate person, and naturally she will be nervous. You can say what you want me to do, and I will tell people to do it right away." Qiu Yi thought for a moment , Road.

Su Yanhao shook her head, "No hurry, isn't He Meixin pregnant, will she be born soon? Or wait for her to give birth to the baby safely. Then, isn't that Peng Zhenxiang working in Xiwen's company? You turn back to Xi Wen called and asked her to find out what kind of man Peng Zhenxiang is. "

"Yes, I know what to do." Qiu Yan heard and nodded.

"Okay, you go back to bed first, today is the weekend, take a good rest." Su Qihao looked at Qiu Qiu without waking up, knowing that he must not have slept well last night, and waved.

Hearing that he had ordered him, Qiu Yan got up from the chair, twisted a dumpling, threw it into his mouth, and chewed while walking out of the restaurant.

Su Yinghao put away the stack of information, put it in the information bag, put it in his hand, got up and went out.

***

In the apartment, Luo Qingyun is teaching the group to read characters. The mother and son are telling stories, and the picture is very harmonious.

"Mum, why is my name Tuan Tuan?" Tuan Tuan looked at Luo Qingyun, who was holding a Chinese character card in his face, and was full of curiosity, and asked.

"Because when you were born, it was a small ball, round and cute, so Mommy named you a ball." Luo Qingyun smiled.

After hearing the words, Frown immediately, with an unhappy face, "No, Mommy is deceiving, I am not in a group, Anne told me, because Mommy wants to be with my dad and our group of three. That's why I named it Tuantuan. "

His words made the expression on Luo Qingyun's face obvious.

In fact, when she first gave Tuan Tuan a name, she did have this meaning in it.

She longed for a family reunion, but she understood that it was almost impossible, so she could only give her son such a name to make up for her inner regret.

But I did not expect that there would be a day when their family would really get together.

"Dad, you're here." Luo Qingyun was still thinking about something, but Tuantuan noticed that Su Yinghao didn't know when he stood at the door, staring at the mother and son sitting on the carpet with expressions. Pensive.

Oops, did he hear what Tuantuan just said?

Luo Qingyun looked at Su Shihao in awkward expression, not sure if he would believe the word, that she really wanted to reunite with him.

Su Yinghao walked into the room and lifted the begging group from the ground with one hand, and handed the document bag in the other hand to Luo Qingyun.

Luo Qingyun glanced at the file bag, wondering what it was.

When she opened the bag, her expression froze.

Seeing her look carefully, Su Yunhao didn't bother her, and hugged Tuantu out of the room.

Luo Qingyun sat on the bed and carefully read the thick material carefully. It contained all the things about He Meixin and Peng Zhenxiang, as well as their respective families. They were very detailed and comprehensive.

The more she looked back, the more she became angry. She thought that Peng's mother and son let He Meixin do chores because she was old and had high blood pressure and couldn't work. Peng Zhenxiang was too busy to take care of her work.

But now it seems that this mother and child are simply using He Meixin as a servant, and she is doing all the dirty work alone, regardless of whether she is pregnant or not.

The most horrible thing was that when they were married, the Peng family did n’t have a new house because they waited for demolition. Maxim ’s parents did n’t want their daughter to live in the old house. The name of the house was only Peng Zhenxiang, because the house was bought before the permit was received, and the loan was Peng Zhenxiang's provident fund.

In this case, marrying the daughter of the He family is tantamount to giving a housemaid to the Peng family, plus a house.

Picking up the cell phone at the moment, she wanted to call He Meixin, but once she dialed the number, she didn't know what to say.

She knew that what He Meixin needed most now was not her own sympathy and compassion.

Probably in the world, apart from her parents, the last thing she wants is to let Luo Qingyun see that she is not doing well.

So yesterday she was going to take her home. She shied away from her, and finally she was sent downstairs. She didn't want her to follow her upstairs.

When she discovered that her marriage life was unsatisfactory, she in turn accused her of leaving without saying goodbye.

All this shows that in the heart of He Meixin now, she is inferior.

She doesn't want her misfortune to be seen by her best friend, even if she knows that her marriage is hopeless, but for the sake of appearance, and for not being ridiculed, she is willing to make all the mistakes. Others show a sound and happy family.

Putting down the stack of thick materials, Luo Qingyun sighed in his heart, his brows frowned tightly, and he didn't know what to do next.

She knew very well that no one could help her unless He Meixin herself was willing to make a change and wanted to get out of the mire of this marriage.

Gathering the information, she sorted out her emotions a little and walked out of the room.

On the small table in the living room, Tuantuan was caught by Su Yinghao and was sitting on a low stool to learn to write.

Holding the big hand in the small hand, one stroke at a time, the expressions of both father and son were very serious.

"Dad, is this Mommy's cloud?" Tuantuan finished writing a word, blinking his pretty big eyes, and asked naively.

"Yes, will you write it?" Su Yinghao asked.

Tuan Tuan nodded, "This word was taught to me by Mommy before, but I can't remember it, now I remember it and will write it."

"In this case, write it yourself." Su Yunhao released the big palm holding his small hand and looked at him.

Tuan Tuan heard the words, carefully grasped the pencil, stroked a stroke, and crookedly wrote the word "cloud".

Su Yanhao glanced at it. Although the word was ugly, he could still see what it was. For a child more than three years old who did n’t have much contact with Chinese characters, he could write it like this.

"Dad, do I write well?" Tuantuan looked at him with an expression on his face and asked.

"It can be written better." Su Yinghao encouraged.

"Then I will write a few more times." Tuantuan said, immersed himself in the small desk, and carefully wrote the words.

In fact, Su Yihao found that Luo Qingyun was standing at the door, waiting for the group to start writing. He got up and stood up, walked to the door, and said to Luo Qingyun: "Read all the data?"

Luo Qingyun nodded, "Where did you get these?"

Su Yinghao looked back at the group and found that he was not affected by the voice of the two of them for the time being, beckoning to Anne, motioned to her to stare at the group, and she went out with Luo Qingyun.

"Now that you have read through the information, you should understand that He Meixin's problem is not so easy to solve, that kind of person who is difficult for mothers and children. If He Meixin really wants to divorce, then she is very likely Nothing, even the money her parents gave them to buy a house, may have been lost. "

"You must have a way, right? You should know what Maxim can do to get out of the current predicament." Luo Qingyun himself could not think of a way, and could only put hope on Su Shihao.

After all, in her eyes, he has always been an omnipotent and powerful being.

"Why should I help her?" He did have a solution, but couldn't find a reason to do so.

"...?" Luo Qingyun didn't expect that he would ask himself this way, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

"She is your friend, but not my friend. I don't seem to be obliged to help her." Su Yanhao said indifferently.

"But you see that she is doing so badly now, don't you have pity on her?" Luo Qingyun asked.

"Poor? Luo Qingyun, do you know what it means to be poor? There are more unfortunate people in this world than others. She is unfortunate that others have no choice. She has no choice but has no courage to choose. Such people, Do you think it's worth helping? Can you help? Don't you know there is a saying, "Poor people must have hatred?"

Luo Qingyun certainly knows what Su Yinghao said, but what about it?

The deep friendship with He Meixin made her unable to face the matter rationally. "No, Meixin is not such a person. She just has no courage. If ... if I persuade her, maybe she will change her mind. If she was willing to give up the family? Would you help her? "

"If that's the case, then you will tell me about it again." Su Yanhao did not continue to refuse her, just quietly.

"Well, you are not allowed to regret it. You must help her at that time." Luo Qingyun confirmed with a look of relief.

"I never regret it," he said, with a faint smile on his lips.

The two agreed in this way. He Meixin and Peng Zhenxiang, who could be the parties, had no idea that their destiny had changed since this moment.