He Yucheng had been handling official business in the company for several hours. He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was already past five in the afternoon. He called Aaron in and asked, "Is Mrs. Young still in Huafeng?"
"Master, Mrs. Mu was picked up by Mr. Mu at two o'clock. She called her and asked you to go to Mr. Mu's place for dinner after work. You were in a meeting at that time, so I didn't disturb you."
"Let's go to my mother-in-law's house to have some food and pick up my wife by the way." He Yucheng smiled and picked up his coat and prepared to stand up.
A call came in from overseas, and it was Xiaojiu: "Master, you asked me to check on Zhang Ying's miscarriage and infertility. There are new developments!"
He Yucheng sat down again: "What's the progress?"
"Zhang Ying's miscarriage at the racecourse had nothing to do with Yan Qing. It was all Zhang Heng's fault. Zhang Heng was so vicious. If Zhang Ying knew that she was Zhang Heng's pawn from beginning to end,
He will definitely be so angry that he will vomit blood and die."
He Yucheng had never doubted Yan Qing about Zhang Ying's miscarriage. He had always suspected that Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying wrote and directed it, so he was not too surprised when Xiaojiu confirmed it: "The evidence is sufficient, right?"
"It's very sufficient. The horse trainer Zhang Heng bribed at the racecourse has confessed, and the nurses and doctors at the hospital responsible for Zhang Ying's abortion are also under control. There will be no other changes in this matter."
"Well done! Send all the evidence to my email. I'll look at it later."
"Okay, I'll send it to your email right away."
He Yucheng and Aaron went to Gu Xifeng and Mu Nianxue's house. Gu Xifeng and Mu Nianxue were busy in the kitchen. He entered his fingerprints to enter the villa. Mo Wanxi was sitting in the living room video chatting with Su Qiqi. Su Qiqi on the other end was complaining:
"My mother has inconvenient legs and is now in a wheelchair. My brother and my father have things to deal with at the company. I am the only one who has time to take care of my mother. It may take a while before she can come back. I miss my hot pot and kebab food stalls so much.
?I don’t want to be in this damn place that only has hamburger steaks!”
Mo Wanxi smiled and comforted: "Be patient, can't you find an aunt to cook Chinese food for you?"
"It's not entirely about food. My son is about to be born, right? I want to watch over you and watch my son be born."
Mo Wanxi laughed: "There are still a few weeks, not so soon! You will definitely make it in time."
While the two were talking, Su Qiqi got a call, and she hung up the phone in a hurry.
Mo Wanxi put away her phone and realized that He Yucheng was here, "When did you come?"
"Just now!" He Yucheng sat down at Mowanxi. Gu Nianxi also came back. He greeted He Yucheng first when he entered the door. He looked at the fruit snacks on the coffee table and asked Mowanxi, "I said Wanxi,
Can you still eat dinner?"
"You have to eat even if you can't eat it? My parents cook, how can I not give them face? Besides, there are three of us now. I don't want to eat but I have to think about my son. I can't let them go hungry!"
"You weigh two hundred pounds now, right?" Gu Nianxi looked Mo Wanxi up and down.
Mo Wanxi was so angry that she almost jumped up: "You only weigh two hundred pounds, how fat am I?"
He Yucheng saw Mo Wanxi's explosive attitude and immediately took her hand to comfort her: "Don't talk to people with low emotional intelligence."
"I do it for her own good. Is it hard to be so fat and give birth to a child? And it will be difficult to get back in shape after childbirth. Your husband is so handsome, and you will become ugly by then, and he will be seduced by beautiful women outside..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gu Xifeng came out and popped a chestnut on Gu Nianxi's head.
Gu Nianxi covered her head: "Dad, are you hitting me? Do you still have justice?"
Seeing Mu Nianxue coming out of the kitchen, she immediately complained: "Mom, my dad beat me!"
Mu Nianxue had no sympathy for Gu Nianxi at all: "You deserve it! Who told you not to speak?"
"You are colluding! I am on hunger strike to protest!"
Calling it a hunger strike, Gu Nianxi didn't eat less at night. After a delicious meal, she held her stomach with satisfaction: "It's pitiful. I can only have a delicious meal because of you. If you don't go home, my parents won't do it."
For food.”
Mo Wanxi took over: "So you should be nice to me? If I don't come back, you won't have delicious food. You should be nice to me so that I want to go home, so you can have a good meal, right?"
"It's so irritating to compare people to each other. I won't be balanced when you come back!"
The brother and sister were joking, and He Yucheng took his mobile phone and opened his mailbox to read the email sent by Xiaojiu.
After reading the content of the email, He Yucheng had a shocked expression on his face. This matter was far more serious than he imagined.
He had to talk to Mr. Ye about this matter and let the Ye family take the initiative.
In the United States, at 7 o'clock in the morning, Ye Junfeng's lawyer appeared at the Ye family mansion with divorce documents.
Zhang Ying had something on her mind and couldn't sleep well these days. When she heard the servant report that the lawyer was here, she immediately guessed the reason.
She came downstairs with a pale face. The lawyer was sitting in the living room drinking tea. When she saw Zhang Ying coming downstairs, she got up politely: "Hello, Ms. Zhang, I have been entrusted by Mr. Ye to discuss divorce with you."
At this point, Zhang Ying stopped pretending and asked the lawyer sharply: "Ye Junfeng, is he so impatient? Let me tell you, it is impossible for me to leave like this. Let Ye Junfeng come and talk to me!"
The lawyer ignored Zhang Ying's anger, sat down and opened his briefcase, took out the divorce documents and handed them to Zhang Ying: "Please take a look!"
Zhang Ying took the document and tore it into pieces, "I won't talk about divorce with you, get out! Get out now!"
The lawyer ignored Zhang Ying's roar and took out another document from his briefcase. Instead of handing it to Zhang Ying, he placed it on the coffee table in front of him. His voice was a little colder: "Ms. Zhang, I represent my client.
I remind you that this matter cannot be solved by playing around. Please calm down and read this document carefully!"
The lawyer's title changed from "you" to "you", and the smile on her face disappeared. She looked at Zhang Ying with disdain. Zhang Ying felt like a clown. She suppressed her anger: "I want to see Ye Junfeng, how could such a person
Can’t even ask for it?”
"No! Mr. Ye doesn't have time to meet an insignificant person like you."
"If Ye Junfeng doesn't see me, I won't sign! I don't believe he can force me to divorce!"
"Whatever you want!" The lawyer didn't say anything more to Zhang Ying, got up and left.
After watching the lawyer leave, Zhang Ying grabbed the documents on the coffee table and read them over. As expected, she had nothing. Ye Junfeng didn't give her even a dime of compensation.
Zhang Ying sat on the sofa and gasped. Ye Junfeng couldn't wait to tell her to get out. She wouldn't get out. She had been a widow for more than 20 years after marrying Ye Junfeng and got nothing. Why?
Even if you work as a servant for the Ye family, you still have to pay wages, right? Why did she waste more than twenty years with nothing?
Ye Junfeng could get a divorce, but it was absolutely impossible for her to leave the house cleanly. She wanted money, and she wanted Ye Junfeng to give her alimony and compensation.
If Ye Junfeng didn't give her money, she would spend it with Ye Junfeng, making it impossible for him to marry Yan Qing, and she would kill them all.
Divorce proceedings in the United States are completely different from those in China, and she doesn't believe that Ye Junfeng can continue to spend time with her like this.
