At ten o'clock in the evening, the party ended.

Zhou Hongchuan sent the important guests away with a blushing face, and left the rest to his daughter Zhou Xinya.

Zhou Xinya showed great gestures and politely walked the guests to the door.

During this period, I also received many personal business cards from famous men.

Zhou Xinya took it in her hands with a smile.

Zhou Hongchuan walked into the living room, and the smile on his face faded.

He tugged on his tie irritably.

"Where's Madame?"

The maid on the side quickly replied, "Madam has gone to the Buddhist temple, please don't disturb us if you have nothing to do."

Hearing this, Zhou Hongchuan sneered, his eyes darkened.

He strode towards the direction of the Buddhist temple.

In the Buddhist hall, Song Qinghe had changed out of his gorgeous clothes, took off all his jewelry, and was wearing a set of extremely simple clothes.

Put your hands together and recite Buddhist scriptures silently in your mouth.

bang——

The door was pushed open vigorously from the outside, and Song Qinghe still maintained his posture of chanting sutras, as if he could not hear other sounds.

Zhou Hongchuan looked at the woman's appearance, and the anger in his heart was growing like weeds.

He walked over directly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's wrist, "What does it look like for the head matron of the Zhou family to only eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day?!!!"

Song Qinghe was pulled and staggered, slowly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

The woman's eyes were cold and desolate, like a barren land with no grass growing on it, filled with endless sadness.

Such a look made Zhou Hongchuan startled, and he unconsciously let go of the woman's hand.

"Song Qinghe, you have to remember that you are now a member of my Zhou family, and you represent the face of my Zhou family. Your performance tonight disappointed me!!!"

"Ha~"

Finally, the woman responded.

Laughed coldly.

He stroked the red mark on his wrist that was pulled out by the man.

"Zhou Hongchuan, you kept me in the Zhou family because of the benefits that Le Vent can bring to you after my death, as well as the share of equity that the old man gave our deceased daughter. I told you, I don't believe me My daughter died in that fire!!!”

The woman's voice was shrill and sharp, filled with suppressed pain.

After hearing this, Zhou Hongchuan's face became more and more gloomy.

"Don't I feel pain when our daughter dies?! She is also my biological flesh and blood!!! I feel pain and sadness too! In order to help you get out of the haze of losing your daughter, our family did not hesitate to go abroad and adopt Xinya. Things are for your own good, but what about you? My daughter has been dead for so many years, how long will you continue to deceive yourself? "

Song Qinghe looked at the man in front of him.

Before, she thought that her husband was treating her well out of his heart.

She has always been slow-tempered, and he will use his actual actions to cover her up.

His daughter died unexpectedly not long after she was born. Song Qinghe was immersed in the pain of her daughter's death all day long and could not get out of it.

Her husband also tried his best to accompany her and comfort her, and her heart was indeed gradually soothed.

But in the sixth year after his daughter's death, Zhou Hongchuan brought back a little girl.

A little girl of six or seven years old.

He said that this was the child he adopted from the orphanage and would be his and her daughter from now on.

After giving birth to her daughter, Song Qinghe was physically unable to have any more children due to uterine problems. For her, her dead daughter was her lifeblood and no one could replace her.

But her husband, the father of the dead daughter, actually brought back a little girl and asked her to treat the child as her own daughter.

Song Qinghe laughed when he heard this sentence, and burst into tears.

Later, by chance, Song Qinghe discovered that the child brought back by Zhou Hongchuan was actually his biological daughter.

At that moment, Song Qinghe's sky almost collapsed.

Sad? Desperate?

No, Song Qinghe's first reaction was, did her biological daughter really die accidentally?

Once you have such an idea, you are out of control.

Over the years, she has continued to work, continue to develop and expand the Levent brand, and continue to provide herself with enough capital to investigate the truth of the year.

Two years ago, she finally found clues that her daughter's death was not an accident.

She lives now to avenge her daughter and let everyone who has hurt her daughter die!

Although the clues in his hand did not indicate that the man in front of him was the murderer, they were inseparable from him.

Song Qinghe made her extremely sick every day she spent at Zhou's house.

"go out."

Song Qinghe no longer wanted to say another word to the man.

He knelt down on the futon again and continued chanting.

Zhou Hongchuan looked at the woman's cold expression, his eyes full of disgust.

He took a deep breath and softened his voice.

"Qinghe, now that we have returned to China, and the Zhou family's career is also on the rise, don't be willful. You are a member of our Zhou family, and the development of the Zhou family is also related to you. Don't forget how the old man has treated you over the years. , I think you won’t forget, right?”

Hearing these words, Song Qinghe opened his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Of course, I will...will spare no effort to help you."

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhou Hongchuan patted the woman on the shoulder and said, "It's good that Qinghe knows."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the Buddhist hall.

The old man was really good to her and his dead daughter. Before the child was born, the old man directly gave 15% of Zhou's shares to the child in her belly.

That year, my daughter was sent to the observation room because she was born one and a half months prematurely. A fire broke out in the hospital. My daughter was not rescued and died in the fire.

The old man became paralyzed immediately after hearing the news and could only sit in a wheelchair.

And the 15% of the shares naturally fell into the hands of Song Qinghe.

Because of Le vent and these shares, Zhou Hongchuan has always treated her with respect.

But over the years, he has become increasingly unable to control his temper, and has spoken harshly to her, and even made physical attacks on her.

This is what Song Qinghe wants to see.

Only when people are anxious will they reveal their flaws.

On the other side, Shen Yun returned to the Shen family's old home.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw his grandfather and the little dog spirit sitting side by side on the sofa...watching TV? ! ! !

This scene was extremely terrifying for both Shen Yun and Shen Xihe.

Shen Yun knew that the bastard liked Grandpa, but she didn't expect it to be so...

Li Zhao sat obediently next to the old man, raising his paws from time to time and pointing at the beef jerky on the table.

"Ouch~" [Grandpa, I want to eat that~]

Shen Zhonghua touched the puppy's head and softened his voice a little, "I'll get it for you."

This grandfather's voice sounded in Shen Yun's mind, almost burning out his CPU.

What is this all about? !

What happened during his absence?

Shen Zhonghua picked up the largest piece of dried meat and placed it near the puppy's mouth.

Fu Bo, standing aside, looked at this warm picture with a smile on his face.

"Dad, what are you..."

Shen Xihe recovered from the shock and spoke first.

Hearing the sound, Shen Zhonghua turned his head and said, "Feed the dog, don't you see?"

Shen Xihe:......

It is true that you are feeding the dog, but it is not normal for you to feed the dog all the time.

When I was a child, my brother Shen Xuanjin brought a dog back and almost had its legs broken. He asked the family servants to clean the whole house, saying that it was contaminated with bacteria and was very dirty.

And now, Goudan was actually allowed to sit next to him and even get on the sofa! ! !

When Li Zhao heard the sound, he didn't even eat the dried meat, jumped off the sofa and ran straight towards the man.

He raised his front foot and hugged the man's leg.

"Woof woo woo!!!" [Shit shovel, you are finally back! ! ! 】

Seeing the puppy clinging to his grandson so much, Shen Zhonghua was a little bit disgusted.

This little bastard, he ate so many jerky snacks for him in vain.

The old man, who was nearly eighty-five years old, was heartbroken.

Shen Yun knelt down and picked up the puppy.

Looking at her swollen belly, it was even bigger than when he went out.

He reached out and pressed it carefully, "How much did you eat? Huh?"

Li Zhao lowered his head in embarrassment.

She didn’t eat a lot, mainly because the jerky cooked by Fu Bo was so delicious~

Then, he burped very appropriately.

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