Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Aren't you afraid that Zhang Mingyu will find out that you betrayed her, and then deal with you?"

Bai Zheng looked at him with eyes full of admiration, with a firm smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't be afraid, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything, even if she wants to deal with me, as long as I can help you, I will not hesitate."

Bai Zheng's words are so affectionate, no matter how hard-hearted a man is, he will be moved by him.

"Why do you do this?" He Junlin sighed, and put the information on the coffee table.

Bai Zheng threw herself into He Junlin's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbed her face against his chest, and took a deep breath of his unique breath.

"Brother He, you can fulfill me, just once, then I won't pester you again, and you can get back what belongs to you, isn't that good?"

While the two were talking, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

Yang Zhuoying stood at the door, gloomily staring at the two hugging inside.

Hearing the sound, He Junlin raised his head and saw Yang Zhuoying, who should not be here, stretched out his hand to his forehead, and felt a headache.

Not long ago, when the two were on the phone, Yang Zhuoying told him to go back to the company, and now he suddenly appeared here, saying that there was nothing tricky, who would believe it?
It's just that at this time, it's not the time to pursue it, he stretched out his hand to push it away, and the white kite was still pressing on him.

Unexpectedly pushed away by him, Bai Zheng took a few steps back before standing still.

Looking at He Junlin with resentful eyes, as if complaining about his cruelty, seeing that he didn't look at him, he could only put on a pitiful look, and looked at Yang Zhuoying with hazy eyes.

"Sister Yang, don't get me wrong. Nothing happened to us. Don't be angry. I just accidentally fell on my brother."

Seeing her pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, Yang Zhuoying was almost blown away.

Just now, she was going back to the company, but she received a call from the secretary, asking her to come here to meet a client. Who knew that she would see such a good scene when she came here.

Although she was very angry, she was still rational. As long as Yang Zhuoying used her brain a little, she would understand that this was deliberately arranged by someone, and the purpose was probably to see their husband and wife turn against each other.

Who arranged this good show, even if you can think of it with your toes, who else can make her secretary, besides Kanda Kazumi and the others?
It must be that someone felt that he was making a fool of himself in front of her, so he deliberately arranged this scene to disgust her.

Thinking about what was going on, Yang Zhuoying narrowed her eyes, looking coldly at Bai Zheng's pear-blossoming rainy face, her eyes were full of sarcasm.

"You said that there is nothing between you, so I naturally believe it. With your beauty, how can he fall in love with you. See if you want to seduce a man like this, I'm afraid only a blind man can fall in love with you.

If you want to be a mistress, please be more dedicated, at least highlight your own strengths.You have neither figure nor appearance, and you dress so old-fashioned, but I can't blame you, you have been with the wine girl for a long time, how can your taste be better."

Bai Zheng didn't expect Yang Zhuoying to be gentle on the outside.With such a vicious tongue, she turned to look at He Junlin, wanting him to back her up.

Since Yang Zhuoying came in, He Junlin just sat there without saying a word.At this moment, he lowered his head, as if he hadn't noticed Bai Zheng's gaze at all.

Seeing that He Junlin is so ruthless, Bai Zheng no longer pretends to be a white lotus.

"Brother He, is everything I do meddling? You only need to say one word, and then I will give up and ignore the matter between you and my cousin. I will go to country M."

Hearing this, He Junlin looked up at her. Baizheng was threatening him, asking him to choose between He Shi and Yang Zhuoying.

In fact, Bai Zheng didn't just have a showdown with He Junlin like this. She originally wanted to use tenderness to make him let go of his guard, and then use those evidences to make him slowly lean towards her and surrender him.

During the time in the bar, Bai Zheng had already seen through those so-called men. The women who could really stay by their side were either beautiful and able to make them happy, or they could help them in their careers.

Although Yang Zhuoying gave birth to He Junlin's son, other than that, she has nothing special about her. Bai Zheng feels younger and more beautiful than her, and can make He Junlin happy, and can help him in his career. She used gentle means to always make him submit under her skirt.

It's a pity that after all the zither tricks have been calculated, one thing is missing. He Junjian is not an ordinary man. He is arrogant and hates being threatened by others. What's more, he is Yang Zhuoying's mother and son who he really loves. How could he give up for other things? Their mother and son.

Furthermore, he already had a plan to get back the He family, and the evidence of Bai Zheng was just icing on the cake.

He Junlin said in a flat tone: "I have always regarded you as my younger sister, and I appreciate your kindness. As for those things, you can do whatever you want with them."

After finishing speaking, he took Yang Zhuoying's hand and walked out of the room.

The two of them walked out of the hotel without saying a word, and got into the car.

"Fasten your seat belt."

After Yang Zhuoying got into the car, she was sitting there angrily, not wearing a seat belt, so He Junlin had no choice but to remind her.

Yang Zhuoying glanced at it, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by the ringing of her mobile phone. When she saw that the caller ID was her son, her face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Mommy, I'm going to be home late today. The teacher said he would take us out to see an art exhibition, so you and Daddy can live together together."

The smile on Yang Zhuoying's face was suffocated, "I see, then, when you finish the art exhibition, call Mommy, and Mommy will pick you up."

Planning to live here for a while, Yang Zhuoying found an international school for her son.

At the beginning, I was worried that my son might adapt too much to the environment here, but I didn't expect him to get along very well with the children here, and he couldn't think of leaving every day.

Seeing her son having such a good time here, Yang Zhuoying was a little moved, thinking that she should just settle here.

Because of his son's phone call, the tense atmosphere eased.

After talking on the phone, Yang Zhuoying realized that she had already returned home before she knew it.

The housekeeper, who was still doing housework, was a little surprised to see them coming back suddenly, and quickly greeted them respectfully.

"Sir, madam, you came back so early today?"

Yang Zhuoying nodded, "I'll be back early if I have something to do."

Seeing Yang Zhuoying look around, the housekeeper quickly realized.

"Actually, I've almost cleaned it up, leaving the doors and windows unfinished. If you two have something to do, why don't I come over early tomorrow."

"Then I'll trouble you. By the way, there are some apples and watermelons in the refrigerator. You can take some back." Seeing how sensible she was, Yang Zhuoying remembered that there were still some fruits at home that she couldn't finish eating. She didn't want to waste them, so she asked her aunt to take a box back. Home.

In country R, ​​some high-end fruits are not cheap anymore, so my aunt took the fruits and left happily.

After the housekeeping aunt left, the smile on Yang Zhuoying's face suddenly faded, she sat down on the sofa, folded her arms around her chest, and acted like she was not close to strangers.

He Junlin walked over and asked nicely, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."

"If you don't eat, you'll be full." Yang Zhuoying said without looking away.