Mr. He’s Daily Affections

You forgot that I am a married man now. He Jingyao looked at him deeply, Do you think Miss Ye is willing to be my mistress?

Shut up! He Yirong said angrily, You want the daughter of the Ye family to be your mistress?

Oh... that's such a pity. He Jingyao's tone did not reveal any regret, I thought I would have the opportunity to enjoy the blessings of everyone.

He Yirong glared at him: You know exactly what I mean!

Oh? He Jingyao made a gesture of listening, Tell me about it?

Just marry her! He Yirong said with a dark face.

But I'm already married. He Jingyao looked at him sincerely, Father, polygamy is against the law.

Then divorce now! He Yirong got angry when he said it. Although I know it's not easy to have a woman by your side, you can't just marry someone casually!

He was far away in continental Europe, and he actually saw the news of his son's marriage on the news. He was so angry that he had a heart attack.

Divorce? He Jingyao frowned slightly, seeming a little distressed, This isn't appropriate. Miss Ye is a daughter of everyone, and it would be too unfair for her to marry me, a second-married man.

His tone sounded extremely humble.

He Yirong: ...

He held his chest, picked up the cup and drank all the tea in it, and then he managed to breathe.

If I had known that this son had always had big ideas, I might not have been willing to obey his arrangements.

But He Yirong never imagined that in order to reject Ye Shutong, this boy would not be merciless at all in burying him.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: She won't mind.

Did she say it herself? He Jingyao raised his eyes.

He Yirong's face turned even darker: I'm sure she won't mind! You are my son, and no woman would mind if you were married three times, four times, and five times!

He Jingyao laughed: But I mind.

What do you mind? He Yirong sneered, If you marry the Ye family and join forces, do you know how much benefit it can bring to the company? Not to mention that the Ye family is also well-spoken in political circles.

Then why don't you marry Miss Ye? I think she and you can get along quite well. He Jingyao suggested seriously.

He Yirong couldn't help but roar: I have a wife!

Unfortunately, I have one too. He Jingyao smiled calmly, stood up and filled He Yirong's cup with tea.

He Yirong took up the drink and drank it all in one gulp, with a dark face: Don't mess with me!

I am rejecting you very seriously. He Jingyao raised his eyebrows, Father, it's getting late. You'd better go back and see your mother and sister as soon as possible. They all miss you very much.

I haven't finished speaking yet! He Yirong continued to glare at him, Jingyao, I know you have a rebellious mentality now, so I won't force you. But this child Shutong, I don't only like her because of her Her surname is Ye! Once you get in touch with her, you will know how outstanding she is, she is not just a flower vase!

She is indeed not a vase. He Jingyao nodded in approval, The vase is at least ornamental, but she is not.

He Yirong was stunned for a moment, almost thinking he heard wrongly: What did you say?

I said she is ugly. He Jingyao spread his hands, Isn't that right?

He Yirong: ...

He tried to calm down and asked, Do you think Shutong is... ugly?

He Yirong said the last word with difficulty.