CEO's Sweet Wife

He walked forward step by step, exuding hostility all over his body, as if he wanted to put the person in front of him to death.
Song Haotian retreated step by step, and he started to feel scared in his heart.
"If you do something to me, my father will not let you go!"
His tone was full of sarcasm: "You are no longer a member of the He family. I advise you to think clearly about the consequences before doing anything. With your current status, I only need to move my fingers to defeat you."
If it were other people who heard this, they might have been scared and hid, but He Zefeng didn't care at all.
For him, as long as his bottom line is touched, the consequences are not affordable for ordinary people.
"Hmph, why don't you give it a try?"
Song Haotian didn't expect He Zefeng to be so difficult to deal with, and he began to feel apprehensive.
Finally, He Zefeng stopped in front of Song Haotian: "You will never be my opponent..."
Next, the assistant's eyes widened, and He Zefeng waved his hand and punched Song Haotian in the face again.
The strike is so heavy that people dare not look directly at it.
Song Haotian hit the wall with his back, and he felt that his ribs were broken.
"He Zefeng, don't go too far!" He stared intently.
He Zefeng didn't stop, and continued to walk forward. At this moment, the arrogant Song Haotian suddenly faltered.
"Let's have a good talk. Don't do anything. If something happens to me, you won't be able to escape responsibility. By the way, you still have Shen Wanbai. Don't you think about her?"
Suddenly, He Zefeng stopped in his tracks, and Song Haotian breathed a sigh of relief.
"You don't deserve to mention her name to me. Since I'm here today, I'm naturally prepared. Otherwise, you think I'll come empty-handed?"
Song Haotian's legs were shaking with fright, and his voice also began to tremble: "I know I was wrong, so please forgive me, you will pretend that I didn't say anything just now, please forgive me if you have a lot of it?"
He Zefeng's face was dark, and he didn't intend to bypass Song Haotian just like that.
Now he can be 100% sure that the text message was sent by him, so it would be too boring to just leave like this.
Suddenly, a howl of wolves resounded in the president's office.
The assistant was trembling at the side, bowing his head and not daring to say a word.
When He Zefeng left, his appearance didn't change at all from when he came in.
The only thing that has changed may be that his hostility has increased a bit.
Wherever he passed, everyone was far away from him, with fear in their hearts.
Seeing the person leaving, the assistant immediately rushed forward: "Mr. Song! Mr. Song, wake up, don't scare me! Someone, something happened!"
Song Haotian was completely in a coma, his last consciousness was only what He Zefeng said - next time you touch Shen Wanbai's hair, I will directly break your leg.
He Zefeng's appearance at that time was terrific, like a demon emerging from hell.
The assistant feels scared just thinking about it now.
The news that Song Haotian was beaten into a coma and hospitalized immediately spread in the capital, and people became more afraid of He Zefeng.
Father He was very angry when he heard this, wishing he could not have a son like He Zefeng.
So, while he ordered people to inquire about Song Haotian's situation, he also ordered people to secretly suppress He Zefeng's company.
He Zefeng didn't know how he got here in the past few days. The company was in crisis, and someone was watching him secretly all the time. If something went wrong, it would be irreparable.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a muffled thunder streaked across the gray sky.
Shen Wanbai looked out the window, depressed.
Seeing the housekeeper at the side, he was also unhappy.
It seems that the young master hasn't come back for a week...
"Miss Shen, it's cold, you'd better go in."
Shen Wan Bai nodded lightly, and closed the window: "Housekeeper, do you think Mr. He thinks I'm in the way."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You must be thinking too much, the young master is a little busy these days, and may not have time to take care of you, but I believe that you are the most important thing in the young master's heart."
Shen Wanbai pulled her lower lip, and He Zefeng specially gave her a vacation, saying that the wedding date would be coming soon, so she was asked to rest at home.
But the days at home were very boring, and she suddenly missed the days in the company.
At least that way, I won't think about it when I'm busy.
"Housekeeper, did Mr. He say when he will be back?"
Hearing this, the housekeeper was in a dilemma: "This..."
Shen Wanbai saw that he couldn't answer, so he said: "Forget it, I'm tired, go up and rest first, and call me if you have anything to do."
The He family seemed to be serious this time. After a week, He Zefeng seemed a little powerless.
The next day, He Zefeng came to the He residence alone.
When Mother He heard that He Zefeng had come back, she was so happy, she hurried out to greet her.
She thought, it's the old man's idea, it's not bad to let the son suffer, now the son will come back obediently.
"Ze Feng, come, come in quickly, your father is in the house, you don't say in advance when you come, don't leave tonight, just stay, our family hasn't been together for a long time. "
He Zefeng was silent, he came today for other things.
After entering the room, He Zefeng could clearly feel that the atmosphere had changed.
In the living room, Father He sat with his back straight, with a stern look on his face.
Mother He pulled He Zefeng into the room tightly, and said with a smile: "Look who is back, it's all over now, our family can finally have a good meal together!"
At this time, He Zefeng's indifferent tone sounded: "I won't eat the meal, I will leave after saying a few words."
Mother He's face froze: "Look at you, you should stay with me when you finally come back. If you leave in such a hurry, do you still have me and your father in your eyes?"
Father He snorted coldly: "Let him go, this is not his home, I will only find him an eyesore when he comes!"
"What are you talking about, you, this is your son! Your own son, what are you father and son going to do!"
Mother He was angry and anxious, she really didn't know what to do, why did a good home turn into what it is now.
He Zefeng's expression was still indifferent, he had no feelings for this family for a long time.
"I just came here to tell you, no matter how much you suppress me, don't worry, I won't just admit defeat like this."
"Even if I lost everything, I wouldn't come to beg you, it was you who forced me away!"
"Snapped!"
Mother He was so angry that she slapped He Zefeng's face, and a red slap mark was instantly printed on her fair skin, which was very conspicuous.
"Ze Feng... Mom didn't do it on purpose..."
When Mother He realized it, she regretted it, but it was already too late.
He Zefeng sneered a few times, then rushed out the door.
Mother He wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Father He, who yelled loudly: "Let him go, I don't have this son!"