After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

"Congratulations..."

"We're not going."

He Ye said calmly: "There are still some things to finish in the studio. Zhiwei and I can't go, so you can go."

He didn't give He Mingzhu face.

He Ye said this, and those who agreed felt a little embarrassed, but they immediately changed their decision.

"Ms. He, I'm sorry, I just remembered that I have to work overtime for some things, so I won't go."

"Me too, I have to prepare materials."

"I have to go home, it's my mom's birthday."

No matter how many reasons there are, no one goes.

The decent smile on He Mingzhu's face finally became a little unbearable, but she couldn't get angry, so she could only say reluctantly: "Then let's do it next time."

The staff immediately dispersed.

The smile on He Mingzhu's face suddenly disappeared, all the pressure belonging to the superior was released, and she said angrily: "Xiaoye, what do you mean?"

"I said before, I don't want others to interfere in the studio." He Ye said directly.

He agreed to attend the previous cocktail parties because he considered He Mingzhu to be his sister.

But studio He Mingzhu wanted to step in, but he wouldn't agree.

Cheng Zhiwei could hear the seriousness in his tone. He Ye didn't say these words to vent her anger, but that was what he had thought from the beginning.

Pian He Mingzhu felt that all this was Cheng Zhiwei's fault.

In a bad tone, he said, "Miss Cheng, I really didn't realize that you have such a great influence on Xiaoye."

Cheng Zhiwei looked at her calmly and said, "Miss He, thank you."

He Mingzhu snorted coldly, "You are so disrespectful, our He family's door is not that easy to enter."

She finally lost her patience and warned Cheng Zhiwei.

"Sister, that's enough. This is my own business." He Ye said coldly.

Cheng Zhiwei pulled him, took the initiative to stand side by side with He Ye, and said calmly: "Miss He, you don't need to worry about our affairs."

He Mingzhu clenched her fingers and said, "Cheng Zhiwei, if you are willing to go abroad to develop, I can invest in you, but if you insist on staying in Chongqing, it will be difficult for everyone in the future."

She revealed her true purpose.

She just wanted Cheng Zhiwei to leave Yucheng.

The marriage was imminent, and she would not allow Zhou Lin to be distracted by Cheng Zhiwei.

He Mingzhu dropped these words and left.

Cheng Zhiwei felt uncomfortable. For Zhou Lin's sake, He Mingzhu came here in person, and I'm afraid he would keep his word.

"Zhiwei?" He Ye comforted softly, "It's okay."

"What if she attacks the studio?"

It would be a lie to say that he is not worried. This is the studio that He Ye finally rebuilt. He promised everyone at the beginning that he would work hard to make it bigger and stronger so that everyone's talents can be recognized.

But now, we are beginning to face a crisis again.

"It's okay, I'll talk to her." He Ye lowered his head and touched her forehead, "You go back first."

"it is good."

It was past five o'clock in the afternoon when Cheng Zhiwei returned home, but the two children who were supposed to arrive home at about three o'clock did not come back.

Guo Cuihua was cooking and said with a smile: "Your dad took them out to play and said he would be back later."

"Going out to play?" Cheng Zhiwei suddenly realized something was wrong.

Cheng Shang was not in a good mood these days. How could he take the children out to play?

"Where to play?" she asked.

"Said we were going to the park outside."

"Okay, then I'll go find them and ask them to come back for dinner." Cheng Zhiwei turned around and went out again.

After standing outside to calm down for a while, she went downstairs and drove.

Cheng Shang has been tortured by Xu Zhenzhen's incident recently, and it is impossible to take his two children out to play as simple as this.

Cheng Zhiwei was worried that he used his two children as an excuse to go out to handle Xu Zhenzhen's funeral affairs.

I called the hospital and sure enough, Xu Zhenzhen had been sent to the crematorium.

Cheng Zhiwei called the crematorium again and learned that Xu Zhenzhen's ashes had been taken away by a middle-aged man.

It's Cheng Shang.

He also took Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing with him.

The anger suddenly rose and swallowed up all Cheng Zhiwei's reason.

She drove directly to the cemetery.

The largest cemetery in the entire Chongqing City is on the outskirts of Chongqing City. Cheng Zhiwei drove for forty minutes to get there. When he got off the car, a light rain fell.

She asked the person guarding the garden, and sure enough she saw Cheng Shang's name on the registration form.

As the cemetery went up step by step, Cheng Zhiwei searched carefully.

When her hair and clothes were almost completely wet, Cheng Zhiwei finally found Cheng Shang.

And those two kids.

Night came earlier because of the rain.

Cheng Zhiwei walked all the way without them noticing.

The two children were shivering in the rain, leaning on each other.

Cheng Yang asked cautiously: "Grandpa, it's so cold, can we go home?"

Cheng Shang's scolding voice was mixed in the rain, "What's the rush? Come here."

"grandfather."

Cheng Xing shouted feebly, "I want my mother."

"Don't mention your mother." Cheng Shang roared, not even wanting to hear Cheng Zhiwei's name.

Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing burst into tears.

They were cold and hungry.

"Don't cry." Cheng Shang yelled irritably.

The two children cried louder.

Cheng Shang stamped his feet fiercely and pulled Cheng Yang over, "Kneel down."

Cheng Yang was caught off guard and almost fell out.

"Yangyang." Cheng Zhiwei arrived just in time, hugged Cheng Yang, and pulled Cheng Xing into his arms, furious, "Dad, what are you doing?"

When Cheng Shang saw her, his face was cold. He pointed at Xu Zhenzhen's tombstone and said, "She is dead. If your son or daughter kowtow to her, this matter will be considered over."

kowtow?

Cheng Zhiwei turned pale with anger and trembled, "What do you mean? She is dead and you want my child to kowtow to her?"

If nothing else, Xu Zhenzhen didn't deserve to be forgiven for treating Zhou Ruoqi like that.

And let Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing kowtow to her?

Too much bullying.

Cheng Zhiwei pulled Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing away, and Cheng Shang chased after him, "Cheng Zhiwei, you can't leave."

Cheng Zhiwei waved him away with cold eyes, "Are you crazy?"

"As a father, I'm begging you. Just this once, let's forget about her from now on." Cheng Shang softened his tone and begged.

"Impossible." Cheng Zhiwei was trembling with anger and refused sternly.

Seeing that she refused to agree, Cheng Shang's attitude suddenly turned cold again, "Cheng Zhiwei, she's already dead."

"It's not my business."

"She is..." Cheng Shang looked at Cheng Zhiwei with a look of pain on his face, but the words on his lips did not come out.

Cheng Zhiwei said for him, "Is she your biological daughter?"

Cheng Shang was silent.

Silence represents the truth.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't expect that what she had always thought was true. When she thought of Guo Cuihua, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.

Xu Zhenzhen is really Cheng Shang's daughter.

How could he do such a thing.

Cheng Zhiwei walked up to Cheng Shang, the cold rain fell on her eyes, making them all cold.

"Then it's even more impossible for me to let you get what you want."