Substitute Wife: Mr. He, please sign the divorce

Chapter 43 His Bai Yueguang came to the door

"I know, don't be so impetuous when doing things." Mr. He took off his glasses and said in a calm but threatening tone.

What frightened He Mingze the most was the look in Mr. He's eyes, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Mr. He sighed softly. Who would have thought that the illegitimate son he had brought back from outside against all odds would be so unable to hold himself up against the wall.

He glared at his son with hatred and could only accept his fate.

There is no way, in terms of career, He Mingze is indeed not as successful as his grandson He Jiayu.

But no matter what, He Mingze is also his biological son, but He Jiayu is separated by a generation. Even if his parents died in an accident, this grandson is not close to him.

He handed over the He family's property to He Mingze, at least within the scope of his control.

If the He family's company is handed over to He Jiayu, then he will truly be separated from himself.

In the final analysis, Mr. He was just worried that the company he had worked hard to maintain for half his life had nothing to do with him in the end.

"It's really good." Mr. He said after a while.

He has also been waiting to see the Qingcheng project for a long time. After all, the He family also participated in the competition for this project, but failed.

Now that He Jiayu can win this project, the He family can naturally benefit from it.

"But how can that boy He Jiayu remember that he is a member of the He family? Even if you say it, it is useless. The Bihai Bay project had no intention of giving profits to the He family before. How could he compromise now in Qingcheng?" He Mingze said.

Mr. He frowned. This is indeed a difficult problem. He Jiayu has always been a thoughtful person, and he has always been able to deal with major issues. Besides, the He family is no longer the prosperous He family it used to be.

I am afraid that He Jiayu will not make concessions.

"I'll think of a solution for this matter." Mr. He fell into deep thought.

He Mingze complained from the side: "It's true that He Jiayu, as a member of the He family, has no intention of contributing to the He family at all."

Mr. He's eyes darkened, his face was a little complicated, and he did not refute.

After a long time, he slowly said: "In the name of the He family, we will hold a charity banquet and invite celebrities from all walks of life to attend."

"Why, Dad?" he asked puzzled.

He Mingze came here to discuss countermeasures with the old man, but he suddenly decided to hold a banquet.

Mr. He looked at this slender-headed son, sighed softly, and said coldly: "Our He family has accumulated a lot of connections and strength in Hengcheng for so many years, so holding a banquet allows him to

Take a good look, the He family is not something to be booed at!"

Firstly, he wanted to use this banquet to demonstrate the power of the He family to He Jiayu, and secondly, he just took this opportunity to win over celebrities from all walks of life.

He Mingze understood instantly and nodded repeatedly.

"Then I'll leave the banquet to you. You should know what to do, right?"

"I got it, Dad."

He Mingze knew in his heart that the protagonist of this banquet was actually He Jiayu.

But if he invited it, he would definitely not agree, so he handed over the responsibility of this matter to Du Manluo.

"Why should I organize the banquet? Besides, why don't you invite He Jiayu yourself?" Du Manluo didn't want to accept this broken basket and was full of resistance.

"It's not like you don't know that He Jiayu only sells your face. You can do whatever you want, as long as you can invite him over."

Du Manluo only felt it was ironic, and she sneered: "Now for your own benefit, you can even sacrifice your wife, right? No wonder you are not as good as He Jiayu, it's really funny!"

He Mingze's face turned ferocious in an instant. He was always overwhelmed by the boy He Jiayu. It was not that he couldn't see the contempt in his father's eyes when they were chatting. Now even Du Manluo, a stinky bitch, wanted to step on him!

One incident after another made him feel angry, and he gritted his teeth: "Go to hell! You stinky bitch!"

Du Manluo was knocked to the ground by his slap, and then his fists fell like rain. She couldn't resist and closed her eyes in despair.

He Mingze stood up when he was tired. He looked at Du Manluo who was curled up on the ground with disdain like an ant, and threatened: "If you can't invite He Jiayu to this banquet, I want you to look good!"

After saying that, he slammed the door and walked out.

Du Manluo got up with difficulty, stared fiercely in the direction He Mingze left, and then smashed all the vases and other objects around him to pieces.

The servants at home came in to comfort her, but they were all kicked out by her with curses.

Exhausted from the smashing, he fell down among the debris. His body was scratched with countless small wounds, and some pieces of porcelain were even pierced into his flesh and blood.

But she seemed not to know the pain and remained motionless.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but she seemed to suddenly wake up and was a little surprised by her own behavior.

Then he hurriedly opened the drawer, grabbed a handful of medicine and put it into his mouth, and the paranoid and gloomy mood in his heart was relieved.

The next day.

Chu Huiyin was really bored staying in the hospital, and since she had completely recovered from her illness, there was no need to stay any longer. She insisted on being discharged from the hospital, but He Jiayu had no choice but to agree.

As soon as the car drove into the villa, a pretty figure slowly appeared and blocked their way.

Chu Huiyin recognized the person as Du Manluo at a glance, but she was wearing a thick scarf at this time, which still couldn't cover the bruises at the corners of her mouth.

Chu Huiyin wisely made room and said, "You guys go into the house and chat, I'll wait for you in the car."

He Jiayu didn't say anything, but slowly lowered the car window, his tone unclear and not cold: "What's the matter?"

"Jiayu... I have something I want to talk to you about alone."

"Get in the car and chat."

Chu Huiyin also got out of the car consciously, and when she saw the two of them sitting in the back seat, she felt inexplicably panicked.

Mother Li saw this scene clearly in the house. When Chu Huiyin returned home, she stepped forward and complained: "Madam! Why did you just let them get in the car!"

Chu Huiyin spread his hands and said, "Maybe they have something to talk about at work. I can't get involved in this kind of thing."

"Miss Du abandoned the young master back then, and now she is married to the uncle of the He family. How can she still lick her face to find her ex!"

"Abandon?" Chu Huiyin was a little surprised.

Didn't it mean that He Jiayu and Du Manluo were separated by the marriage between the He and Du families?

What happened to this abandonment?

But when Chu Huiyin asked, Li Ma's expression flashed with panic. They would never dare to mention what happened back then, as it would offend He Jiayu.

Unless they don't want to have sex in the villa anymore.

When Chu Huiyin saw this, he didn't ask any more questions. He just looked away and pretended not to care, "It's okay."

"Madam, you are just too gentle!" Li's mother said in defense of her.

Chu Huiyin stared at the car outside the window, feeling a little depressed.

"Let's see! This Du Manluo doesn't have any good intentions. He's already married and still restless. He just looks for opportunities to seduce other people's husbands!" Li Ma advised, "Madam, you should show some of the hostess's skills.

Come on, let her know that not everyone can seduce her!"

Chu Huiyin looked away, curled her lips, and said, "It's okay, Ma Li, I believe in A Yu."

Although she said this, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Li Ma just sighed lightly and didn't say anything more.

(End of chapter)