CEO's Sweet Wife

Hearing this, He Mingyi blushed angrily, "You..."

At this moment, He Mingyi has never felt so frustrated.

He Ziming narrowed his eyes coldly, looked sideways at his distraught father, and asked in an unclear tone, "Dad, are you planning all this for me or for yourself?"

Ever since he was a child, He Ziming knew that He Mingyi was very ambitious. Several times he saw He Mingyi staring at He Mingtao with hatred.

At that time, he only thought that maybe he was just jealous and unwilling...

But it never occurred to him that he could do such a cruel thing.

"Of course I'm doing it for you. It's good for you. You didn't listen to my persuasion, and even played against me on purpose." He Mingyi said sharply.

This son, he really hurts in his heart, no matter what it is, he wants to give him the best.

But why didn't He Ziming understand his painstaking efforts?

Hearing his words, He Ziming's complexion became heavy, and the pain in his eyes when he looked at He Mingyi was hard to hide.

"If it's for me, then please stop."

After the words fell, He Mingyi shuddered and froze.

Immediately afterwards, He Ziming's words sounded again, "If everything you do is for me, then I will feel that I have sinned deeply. I have no ability to stop you from making mistakes ten years ago. Ten years later, I can't just sit back and watch Let you make mistakes again and again."

What happened back then, he was really powerless, and he was ashamed of He Zefeng's family.

But the person in front of him is his biological father... How could he kill his relatives righteously.

"You said I was wrong?" He Mingyi pointed at himself and asked in disbelief.

Seeing his expression of no repentance and realization of his mistakes, He Ziming lowered his eyes, his voice was full of helplessness, and there was a hint of pleading, "I hope you can reflect on yourself and stop making mistakes."

Otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do?
After saying this, He Ziming didn't want to talk to him anymore, pressed the elevator, stepped in, and the moment he closed the elevator door, He Mingyi was still there in a daze, but his eyes were still full of calculations as always.

He Ziming leaned against the elevator wall, closed his eyes, his face was full of powerlessness.

Maybe he should wake himself up...

He has absolutely no ability to awaken He Mingyi's conscience.

Otherwise, why did he choose to go abroad and would rather not go home?

After getting out of the elevator, people passing by saw He Ziming and greeted him respectfully, but He Ziming walked out absent-mindedly without any response.

Standing on the opposite side of the intersection, looking at the door of the cafe, He Ziming hesitated for a moment before walking over.

"Sir, you..." The waiter just wanted to ask He Ziming something, but the next second He Ziming turned his head and looked at her indifferently, and said, "Look for someone."

He Ziming walked directly to the private room on the second floor, pushing away the private room number that He Zefeng said.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a man raising his hand to make tea, with an elegant posture.

Hearing the sound, He Zefeng looked towards the door, saw He Ziming standing at the door, and said hello lightly, "Come in."

He Ziming closed the door, walked towards him, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite He Zefeng.

"Long time no see." He Ziming suddenly looked at him and said.

Since Shen Wanbai picked him up, He Ziming has never seen He Zefeng again.

He Zefeng poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, and replied in a gentle voice, "It's okay."

"Is she treating you well?" He Ziming took a sip from the teacup and asked casually.

Hearing this, He Zefeng stared blankly for a second.

He knew that He Ziming was referring to Shen Wanbai, but did she treat him well?

He Zefeng never thought about this question.

After a while, He Zefeng chuckled, "It's pretty good."

At least she didn't chase him away, did she?

After He Zefeng finished speaking, he inadvertently glanced at He Ziming, and unexpectedly noticed that he seemed to be relieved, and his heart sank a little.

"You should be doing well recently, right?" He Zefeng asked the same question.

However, He Ziming did not reply to his words, but just stared at the teacup without speaking.

He...every day is like this, how can we talk about good and bad.

"What do you want from me today?" He Ziming changed the subject.

It's been an untold amount of time since they sat down and chatted.

He Zefeng would not look for him, and he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble for He Zefeng.

He didn't like going round and round, so he asked in a deep voice, "Without telling the family doctor, are you sure it's just a common cold? To be honest, are you insomnia or depression?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the box fell silent, and He Ziming's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but silently tightened, and then calmly met He Zefeng's scrutinizing eyes, and said casually, "You really know how to make up your mind, today I have the right to treat you as caring." Me, don't say this in the future, no one wants to hear others say that they are sick."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the box rang, and then the waiter came in with two cups of coffee and placed them in front of them.

He Zefeng handed him the cappuccino, "The taste shouldn't have changed, right?"

When they were young, the relationship between the two was fairly close, at least not as embarrassing as it is now.

"It hasn't changed." He Ziming replied lightly, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The next second, He Zefeng said in a low voice, "Since the taste has not changed, how can the habits change? When you lie, you still like to lower your head and dare not look into other people's eyes."

Suddenly, He Ziming almost choked, coughed a few times before putting down the coffee.

Just when he was about to deny it, He Zefeng's cold voice came again, "Since you don't want to say it, it's useless for me to force you. I'm looking for you today. I just want to say that the He family's affairs are not over yet, so don't fall down first."

Hearing this, He Ziming stared at the determined He Zefeng with burning eyes, and his fingertips trembled.

He should have known a long time ago that with He Zefeng's character, how could he give up so easily and let his parents die for no apparent reason and remain indifferent.

It's just that he has been kept in the dark by He Zefeng, hasn't he?
After a long time, He Ziming moved his lips slightly and smiled meaningfully, "Why did you tell me? Isn't it good to hide it?"

Just believe that he is a good man?

He Zefeng smiled softly, "I thought you should have known that this matter will never end before it comes to fruition, and you won't do anything to me, will you?"

For so many years, even though He Ziming didn't say anything, it's not that He Zefeng didn't have any consciousness. Part of the reason why he was able to spend so many years in the He family safely was because of He Ziming's secret help.

Suddenly, He Ziming spoke seriously to He Zefeng, "He Zefeng, don't trust me too much, maybe I don't have the ability to protect you at all."

Just like he couldn't protect Cheng Youyou back then.

"I don't need your protection." He Zefeng said abruptly.

He never needed it, but he understood what He Ziming did.

"I'm just telling you that if I find out the evidence of your father's murder of my father, I will not let him go, so you'd better live well."

Hearing this, He Ziming suddenly laughed in a low voice, and looked at He Zefeng with clear eyes.

If he still doesn't understand at this time, then he is really stupid.

"I'm fine." He Ziming said still indifferently, "It's just that I haven't slept well recently."

He Zefeng just nodded slightly and didn't mention it again.

He Ziming has always been persistent in doing things, and he looks easy to talk to, but he is more stubborn than many people.

"It's okay, you can go back to work." He Zefeng said indifferently.

When mentioning work, He Ziming couldn't help but look at He Zefeng.

As if feeling it, He Zefeng raised his eyes suddenly, and met his gaze with doubts, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to come to work in the company?" He Ziming became serious.

He Zefeng wanted to seek justice for He Mingtao and his wife, but with He Zefeng's seclusion for the past ten years, it would be even more difficult to do anything.

He Zefeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence, he never thought that He Ziming would ask this.

"I don't want to." He Zefeng shook his head lightly.

Besides, with the current situation, it would be a bloodbath for him to go back.

It is also difficult to enter the company.

Hearing this, He Ziming didn't force him to do anything, but nodded slightly, then got up and left a sentence, "Then I'll go back first."

After walking a few steps, He Zefeng suddenly called to him, "Run the company well, don't ruin my father's half-life effort."

Originally, He Zefeng didn't plan to take over the He Group, but if He Ziming managed it, he would keep it in the end.

After all, He Mingtao has put in so much hard work, it's better to keep it than to ruin it once!
He Ziming's footsteps paused for a few seconds, his face was tense, and finally he left the box without saying anything.

He... will manage well
Then return it all to He Zefeng.

This is what He Ziming thought about when he took over the company.

.......
After Shen Wanbai woke up, he couldn't find He Zefeng in the living room, and frowned suspiciously.

Where did you go again?

Sitting down on the sofa, Shen Wanbai looked at the phone, hesitated for a while and then called Qiao Yang.

At this time, He Zefeng who was sitting in the car sighed helplessly when he saw the caller ID.

In the end, he watched the phone cut off automatically.

"Not answering again?" Shen Wanbai looked at the disconnected phone, frowned, and then murmured in an unpredictable tone, "It's just a trick for me to turn on the phone 24 hours a day."

Man's mouth, liar ghost!
For some reason, Shen Wan Bai felt a sense of irritability from the bottom of his heart.

Throwing down the phone, the whole person slumped on the sofa, staring at the snow-white ceiling, slightly absent-minded.

It's not that he didn't feel the sudden mood swing because of Qiao Yang recently.

This feeling made Shen Wan Bai very bad.

She really doesn't want to care about anyone anymore.

I don't want to worry about gains and losses anymore...

"I can't let myself sink again." Shen Wan Bai put his hand on his forehead and said to himself.

Must not!
Seeing that it was He Zefeng who came back, Shen Wanbai raised his lips, "Going out."

She found that since He Zefeng moved out, he seemed to like going out more and more.

Is it difficult to be suppressed for too long in the He family, and now he is a wild horse, pursuing freedom?

"Well, I bought you grapes."