Taking Wen Xihe away just meant that Feng Shaolan and She Ling accelerated their showdown with He Mingjue. If She Ling wasn't anxious, then Feng Shaolan must have been anxious.
Everyone knew that She Ling and Feng Shaolan, who were already anxious, had directly crossed He Mingjue's bottom line.
But She Ling’s identity
"Ajue, I know what you are thinking." Second Young Master Zhuang couldn't help but increase his strength in stopping He Mingjue, "But that person is your mother."
He Mingjue's originally angry face suddenly paused [
Everyone could sense the sudden pause in He Mingjue's emotions at that moment. It seemed that He Mingjue had been silent for a long time, but He Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Mother," he asked softly. The man beside him laughed softly without realizing it. "I have never had the consciousness that she is my mother. I don't think Mrs. She today would have that consciousness either."
Who would, as a mother, go to great lengths just to make her child a pawn for her own gain?
What other mother has exhausted everything just to know what is most important to her son and then let this weight become a tool for her to compromise her child?
Second Young Master Zhuang frowned and sighed softly.
"Ajue, we have been together for so many years. I know what you are thinking better than anyone else."
How could he not understand if he is as smart as Mr. Zhuang?
In the eyes of the world, He Mingjue is mostly cold-blooded, but only they know what the real He Mingjue is like.
Of course, the one who knows it best is Wen Xihe
How could he not understand He Mingjue's concern for his true life experience after so many years? No one would know how much He Mingjue wanted to know where he came from.
But now the truth that has been cherished for so many years is finally revealed, but it is cruel and mean. No one expected it.
The role of mother seemed to fall apart in an instant with the fact that He Mingjue realized it.
But Sheling is He Mingjue’s mother after all
She Ling, the mother of He Mingjue, was so cruel and mean that she did it even though she knew that attacking Wen Xihe would make their already unclear mother-son relationship even colder.
If he hadn't been stabbed in his weakness, He Mingjue would not have murderous intentions in his heart no matter how disappointed he was with his mother.
"Arjue's matter hasn't reached the point where you think it can be dealt with, and there must be a reason behind Mrs. She's actions that she can't help but do. She has no reason to do such a thing to her biological son."
Seeing that He Mingjue had a gloomy face, but he had calmed down at least, Second Young Master Zhuang frowned for a while and looked at the man's tense profile before continuing.
"Besides, if you attack your biological mother, we may not all let you go."
They are brothers[
What kind of things can be done and what things cannot be done will always be reminded by someone at critical moments.
The air was suddenly filled with a terrifying sound. The Second Young Master of Jingzhuang and Shangguan did not relax in their attempts to stop He Mingjue.
Neither of the two men knew whether they could convince He Mingjue at this time.
Suddenly, the door was opened by someone from outside. Like a gust of wind, it rushed into the line of sight. It passed by the three people one by one and finally stopped on He Mingjue's body.
"Mrs. Ajueshe, let someone tell you about Xihe. She is very good and she won't do anything to her." Seeing He Mingjue's cold eyes suddenly erupted with a more intense cold light, his voice was dyed with cold light. not so real
"But she still hopes that you can go to see her and go to Shejia."
At dawn, the air is filled with a slightly cool breath.
In the huge and spectacular manor, the servants have been cleaning everywhere early. From time to time in the manor, you can always hear the intertwining sounds of the kitchen, garden and courtyard.
The Maybach flashed a bright light in front of people, and after a sharp brake sound, the car stopped steadily outside the gate of the manor.
He Mingjue squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at the big words carved on the stone wall at the door.
luxury garden
With such a wealthy and noble life, it's no wonder that She Ling made the decision to abandon her child and return home.
She knows how to choose
The people in front of the car door saw He Mingjue long ago
"Master"
The tall man walked up to the car. He seemed to be familiar with He Mingjue. He walked up to the car and bowed respectfully to He Mingjue in the car.
"You're welcome. Everyone is waiting for you inside."
He Mingjue opened the car, got out of the car, and walked towards the inside without looking back, but he still couldn't help but mock.
With such careful arrangements, She Ling had long expected that he would personally
He was led into the hall by a tall strange man. As soon as he entered, He Mingjue was irritated by the sight in front of him and sneered.
Six people sat on the high-end sofas on both sides.
The row on the left looks like they are all old people who are no more than sixty years old. When they sit upright with serious expressions, their faces vividly reveal the look of someone interrogating a prisoner [
There are slightly younger middle-aged men sitting next to She Ling in the row on the right.
"It's over"
Seeing He Mingjue enter the hall, She Ling was not surprised at all. She stood up from a group of people and walked towards He Mingjue. Her face seemed less aggressive and more aggressive than when she faced He Mingjue a few days ago.
Somewhat uncommon gentleness
But only for a moment
All her expressions when facing He Mingjue's cold face were the reason to continue.
He Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around, then slowly returned to She Ling's face.
"Where is she?" he asked, completely paying attention to She Ling and the group of old people in front of him.
She Ling's face froze and her expression was quickly submerged in a stalemate.
"He's that kid"
Among the crowd not far away, the head of a slightly older man stood up. Because the older man had silver hair and walked with some inconvenience, his hands were attached to a high-quality crutch. He walked to He Mingjue with a sullen face.
in front of
She Ling was very gentle to the old man. She turned around and supported the old man so that he could stop steadily in front of He Mingjue.
"Uncle, he is the same kid back then." She Ling raised her head and glanced at He Mingjue quickly as she spoke, "He has been in the Wen family all these years and he is taking care of all the business operations of the Wen family."
She Ling said the next words
He Mingjue heard the hint in She Ling's words and sneered, but he was not in a hurry to expose it.
The old man was attracted by He Mingjue's ridicule and his eyes fell again.