Did she hear it wrong just now? Hen said that this woman is the young master's wife? What about her? Doesn't that position belong to her?
He should drive her away. Didn't Hen read the report in the newspaper?
Why is this happening? No!
"mark……"
Gong Xuexiao couldn't help the anger in her heart. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by ruthless cold words.
Yehen lightly scanned the people present and said in a deep voice:
"That's all I have to say, let's call it a day."
After that, he stood up, hugged Mingyue who had not yet recovered from the surprise, put his thin lips close to her ear, and said wickedly: "Let's go, Madam."
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"Why are you doing this?"
After getting in the car, Mingyue finally regained her composure. She looked at the indifferent man next to her and asked slowly
Didn't he say that he would torture her? What does this mean?
"Why do you do this? The scandal is spreading, do you want to embarrass me?"
Mingyue's heart felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, cooling her instantly.
Staring at the changing emotions in those clear eyes, Ye Hen squinted his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the person next to him sad.
A Chinese-style luxury villa located halfway up a mountain in Germany. It has a huge courtyard, exquisite pavilions and pavilions, and has everything you need, just like a small royal palace.
Surrounded by green trees, it looks like a luxurious resort from the front.
The unfamiliar yet familiar old-fashioned ringtone rang, and a pair of strong hands touched the ancient rotary telephone.
"dad!"
Sitting on the sandalwood sofa in the hall is a middle-aged man who is drinking tea. He is wearing a black undress, late Qing Dynasty style, and handmade clothes made of fine silk.
There were obvious gray spots on the temples, and there were obvious wrinkles on the face, but his eyes were bright. Hearing this call, he put down the tea cup in his hand and raised his head, with a sharp light shooting out of his eyes.
"What's wrong? How can you be so rude when you get so panicked when you call me back?"
There was a hint of stern reproach in Gong Professor's eyes.
When Gong Xuekong heard this rebuke, his expression immediately became aggrieved, he sniffed, his voice was coquettish and aggrieved.
"Dad, mark him..."
After Gong Xuekong said three words, she couldn't continue and almost cried. The news just now hit her too hard. In addition to being angry, she felt sad. She always thought that she and Yehen just missed a wedding.
In the eyes of everyone, they were basically going to get married.
This is the truth
But today...
"Didn't you just find a woman? Do you need to be so sad?"
Professor Gong picked up the tea cup on the table again, put it to his mouth and took a sip, his old face was calm.
"dad?"
Gong Xuexiao's eyes widened, not because she was curious that he knew about this matter in advance, but because since he knew about this matter, he should make the decision for her and let Hen marry her. How could he be so calm and sit there indifferently?
Drink tea here
She is his only daughter?
"Don't you think about me at all?"
Unwilling to be reconciled, Gong Xuerong was full of grievances. Shura Hall was founded by her father, and Hen was cultivated by his father. Although he has now given full power to Hen, this is a life-long matter for her and Hen. He is her biological child.
Father, how can you just sit idly by and ignore me?