Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

The sound of bang bang bang in the box came out, and Huafeng's waiters and security guards rushed over when they heard the sound.

Seeing the messy scene inside was startled, Mo Wanxi pointed to the delirious woman and He Dongcheng and He Donghui who were entangled on the ground, "The two bastards here are doing bad things and messing around with you, immediately call the police and arrest them!"

Lying on the ground was a woman with red eyes due to a drug attack, and He Dongcheng and He Donghui were both disheveled and embarrassed.

The security guard immediately separated the three of them. The woman's madness was terrible. The security guard tied her hands with a tie and was sent to the hospital together with He Donghui and He Dongcheng who were injured and bleeding.

After the farce ended, He Yucheng took Mo Wanxi and left leisurely.

The two got into the car parked outside, and He Yucheng asked Mo Wanxi, "Why are you here?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me, I ask you, don't you go to work? Why did you come here dressed like this after changing your clothes? By the way, who were those two people in the box just now? Why did they plot against you?"

"I don't know, maybe they are jealous of my handsome looks!"

"Don't be so hippie, I'm telling you the truth. Tell me the truth! Why are they doing this to you! Tell me!"

"I think it might just be jealousy. I really can't find any other reason." He Yucheng spread his hands, he knew the reason why He Dongcheng and He Dongxing plotted against him, because he was jealous of Mr. He for letting him go to work in the company.

"Cut! Are you lying to me? I don't believe in dealing with people like this because of jealousy. It seems that you are familiar with them? Then tell me who they are, and don't lie."

"They are my half-brothers." He Yucheng replied.

"Half-brother? Is your brother so old?" Mo Wanxi was taken aback. He Donghui and He Dongcheng were in their fifties, and they looked like they could be He Yucheng's father.

"That's right, my brother is that old, and my father is over seventy. Is it normal to have sons in their fifties? By the way, they are a year or two older than my mother!"

"What? Your two brothers are older than your mother? How did your mother marry your father? Doesn't she dislike your father's age?"

Mo Wanxi snapped her fingers, "Your father is more than 20 years older than your mother, right? Why does she want to marry a man who has a son and is so old?"

"I don't know about this question. It may be greedy for money. One day I will go down and ask her why she must marry an old man instead of a young man."

"Go down? What do you mean?"

"My mother is dead. She died of dystocia when she gave birth to me." He Yucheng replied blankly.

"This... I'm sorry He Qi, I didn't mean it, I apologize!"

Mo Wanxi could see that He Yucheng was in a bad mood and reached out to grab He Yucheng's hand, "My mother is gone too, we are all without mothers, and I was very sad when my mother left."

"I'm not sad. I haven't had a mother since I was born, so I'm not sad at all." He Yucheng interrupted her.

His mother passed away on the day he was born, and he had no mother since he was a child. When he was able to speak and understand, the servants at home would often secretly scold him as a bastard behind Mr. He's back.

It is said that he is the son of a bitch, and later he was sent out of the country. At that time, he was very young, only eight years old.

He didn't want to leave his father at all, but Mr. He sent him out cruelly.

He said he would think of his mother when he saw him, and he had lived abroad for nearly twenty years alone.

The shadow of his childhood has completely dissipated from his heart, he knows that he is not a bastard, and his mother is the wife that Mr. He is marrying.

But he still couldn't figure out why his mother would marry Mr. He?

After all, he had seen pictures of his mother, she was young and beautiful, and there was no need for her to wrong herself to marry a widower with three sons.

The question Mo Wanxi asked was also something he couldn't figure out all the time, and He Yucheng's face gradually became ugly.

"Well, anyway, I didn't mean to ask, and you didn't tell me, I was just surprised."

Seeing that He Yucheng's face was not good-looking, Mo Wanxi muttered, she didn't want to ask further, but she always felt something was wrong.

He drives a Bentley and wears Armani clothes to meet people during work hours, and he meets two half-brothers, which is not normal no matter how you think about it.

"So you dressed like this to meet your two half-brothers? Where did you get your clothes?"

"Boss Jiang borrowed it." He Yucheng replied.

"Isn't this too outrageous? Why borrow clothes to meet them?"

"Because they are rich, the two of them have always looked down on me, thinking that I am uneducated and a libertine, so I naturally have to dress up and come to see them."

"He Qi, it's not good for you to be like this. You should do what you usually do. If you pretend to be rich, how can you see others if you are exposed? People can't be so weak. I think your vanity needs to be changed."

"I want to change it too, but I can't do it?" He Yucheng replied solemnly.

"As long as you want to change, you can change it. I don't think you were born like this. You must have been deliberately misled by them, right? You will follow me in the future, and I will urge you to change, okay?"

He Yucheng was in a bad mood at first, but because Mo Wanxi's words were skewed, his gloomy expression improved a lot.

"I'm so vain, aren't you afraid that I'll fail you if I'm greedy for your money?"

"Of course I'm scared, so in the future when we're together, I have to manage the money, and you have to report to me for everything I do. I decide whether to give you the money or not. By the way, you have to pay your salary in the future." Give me, can you do it?"

"Isn't it good to have no money?"

"You just said whether you can do it!" Mo Wanxi's tone was beyond doubt.

"Are you going to break up with me if I can't do it?" He Yucheng was startled to see that she didn't look like she was joking.

"Almost. A man who refuses to spend money for his wife, what do I want him to do?"

He Yucheng thought for a while with a bitter face, "Okay, I will give you all my salary in the future, but you can't deduct too much from me. How can I live outside without money?"

"Then let's make a deal. I'll take care of the money in the future and hand over all your money to me."

"Got it!" He Yucheng grimaced.

"Okay, don't make a sad face. I bought clothes for you today. They are not cheap. You can wear famous brands if you like. One more thing, you are not allowed to drive Jiang Mo anymore."

"Okay." He Yucheng readily agreed.

"Then you return Jiang Mo's car to him immediately, and you can drive my car in the future. By the way, I have to find a new job for you, or you can go to work in my company."