The scumbags all knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Lu Xiaoke, He Ning's eyes were red, she struggled to get up and was about to pounce on Lu Xiaoke, but was grabbed by He Mingda.

Pei Haozhe looked worried: "Did I disturb you? It's okay, they will leave immediately."

"No." Lu Xiaoke shook his head, "I just want to talk to him."

He glanced at He Mingda whose eyes suddenly shone, and shook the phone while taking advantage of the voice: "Some time ago, I received a piece of audio, I think you should be interested."

He Mingda narrowed his eyes, his expression was not very good.

"Mingda, are you sure you won't be found out?"

"How is it possible? I have made arrangements. The driver on the other side has no evidence of his death. There is no monitoring over there. No one knows what happened at that time."

"However, I still don't think it's safe, or..."

"Why, don't you still want to surrender yourself?"

"Of course not, I'm just a little flustered."

"..."

Hearing his own voice, He Mingda rushed up to grab the phone almost instinctively, but was kicked out by Pei Haozhe, lying on the ground with a grim expression: "Where did it come from? Who gave it to you? It's fake, it must be fake, How could there be audio?"

"Who gave it to me? Of course my mother gave it to me." Lu Xiaoke said softly, "She watches you every day in the underworld."

system:"……"

Lu Xiaoke: "You know it too, don't you, didn't you suspect that my mother heard your conversation, and that's why you killed me?"

"She didn't say it back then, but she left the evidence to me because she felt that she was mentally weak and couldn't beat you, but I didn't expect you to be so mad that you would directly force her to commit suicide." Lu Xiaoke said every word, sonorously. Powerful, He Mingda's head was dizzy, and blood was dripping from the tip of his heart.

"He Mingda, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. If you want to be ignorant, unless you can do nothing, before you save the company, you should find a way to protect yourself. But the evidence is solid, I think you should stop struggling."

After Pei Haozhe was shocked for a moment, there was only distress in his heart.

The child before has been swallowing his anger, probably waiting for the day when the truth will come out.

He looked at He Mingda with disgust in his eyes: "Mr. He, I think you should have a lot of funeral affairs to deal with now."

Killing someone is a capital crime. You must not let this recording go out, or you will die.

He Mingda knelt down, his knees hit the floor heavily, he crawled forward and took two steps forward: "Xingyang, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I regret it, I did it for me more than once At that time, I regretted the mistakes I made when I was young, and your mother didn’t report me because she forgave me, Xingyang, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me like your mother.”

"Forgive? She hated you even before she died. How could she forgive you?" Lu Xiaoke hid back and was held in Pei Haozhe's arms, "My mother won't reincarnate until after you die, you have to do it early Go down and apologize to her."

As soon as the words fell, He Mingda stood up suddenly, pinched Lu Xiaoke's neck with both hands, and cursed loudly: "Go to hell, you all go to hell, He Xingyang, your family will not let me go Isn't it, even if I die, I must hold you as my back."

But the cruel words were released, but the person was kicked out following the words, the spine hit the sofa with a cracking sound, and the whole person fell down and curled up on the ground, moaning and moaning softly.

He Ning was frightened, she curled her neck and nestled in the corner of the sofa, trying to reduce her sense of existence, she didn't even dare to look at this side.

Lu Xiaoke: "... Sigh, I really don't know what she's here for."

System: "I should want to see Pei Haozhe, and He Mingda also wants to bring her here to make amends."

Lu Xiaoke shook his head: "No brains."

The system is noncommittal, after all, he is young.

Soon, a group of people came in and immediately invited the two out. Pei Haozhe put his arms around Lu Xiaoke's shoulders: "Are you okay?"

Lu Xiaoke laughed, and wanted to push him away, but he was not as strong as him, so he let him hold him: "It's okay."

"About the recording..." In the middle of speaking, Pei Haozhe hugged him even tighter, "You, I'm really...sorry, I didn't meet you sooner."

"Why do you keep apologizing over and over again because of this kind of thing? It has nothing to do with you." Lu Xiaoke smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "You are so kind to me, it must be because my mother blesses me in heaven. I met you."

"Thank you, thank you very much." Lu Xiaoke tapped his chin on Pei Haozhe's shoulder, his voice low.

Jian Erjun, who originally wanted to ask about the situation, looked slightly stiff. She stood there and watched for a while. The two still showed no sign of separation. They sighed and turned to go upstairs. They were already halfway there. He turned his head and looked back, with a sad expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Pei Haozhe's raised eyes, and slowly narrowed his eyes and gave him a stare.

Pei Haozhe: "..." Forget it, let's hurry up and hug for a while longer.

*****

"Dad, I really like him." Pei Haozhe stood in front of the desk, welcoming Father Pei's coming storm.

Standing behind Pei Haozhe, Jian Erjun persuaded worriedly: "Don't be angry, the blood pressure is a little high, and it's not convenient to go to the hospital at night."

"..." Father Pei slapped the table and glared at Pei Haozhe angrily, "I'm angry? Why am I angry? He's not your good son!"

Jian Eryun was taken aback, and immediately exploded: "My son, it doesn't seem like you are talking about your son?" After she finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and gave Pei's father a look, then turned around and was about to leave.

Under the rage, he didn't know what he said, but was brought back to his senses by Jian Erjun's angry shout, and Father Pei's momentum slumped instantly, and he stood up and pulled her: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, I didn't mean that, I That's, that's..."

I didn't know what to say, so I could only keep apologizing, "It's my son, it's because I didn't teach him well, it has nothing to do with you, okay?"

Jian Eryun was almost laughed at by him: "It has nothing to do with me, so you had sex with an unknown woman outside?"

Father Pei frowned immediately: "Xiaoyun, why do you..."

Jian Eryun sighed, looked at Pei Haozhe who was hanging his head on one side: "I know, you won't be able to accept it for a while, right?"

Father Pei was surprised: "You already knew?"

"It's not too early." Jian Eryun squinted her eyes and looked at Pei Haozhe, who was listening with pricked ears, "You are often not at home, but I have seen how your son is courteous to others, just because of his indifferent attitude towards everyone. It’s impossible for me to do that if I don’t think about it.”

She asked, "Can you really not accept it?"

Father Pei narrowed his eyes: "Xiaoyun, you..."

Jian Eryun was helpless: "If it was a normal child, I might not be able to accept it, but after so many years, your son is almost [-] years old, have you ever seen him like other people?"

Not to mention that Father Pei really didn't notice it. Now that I think about it, this kid has matured since he was a child. When others were still rebellious in adolescence, he had already helped out in the company. Before, he was only known to be sensible and stable, but he never cared about him. Regarding the matters in life, Father Pei frowned slightly.

Jian Eryun strikes while the iron is hot: "I was still wondering if this kid had some kind of emotional deficit disorder, and he always looked like that with a mask on. I even wondered if he was destined to be lonely all his life. I was so scared I'm going to call a psychiatrist."

"Xiaoyun." Father Pei frowned.

Jian Eryun smiled: "I'm really not exaggerating. I have asked many people before, and I have taken a lot of phone calls from psychologists. I just think he can still be saved in his life. If he is really sent to the hospital, then Don't you just want to explain that the child really has a problem? I'm a little scared."

Father Pei put his arm around her shoulder: "You didn't tell me?"

Jian Eryun sighed: "How can I tell you this, I told you a few words before, didn't you always say that you were very emotional when you were young, and you used me as an example to say that he just didn't meet the right person in his life. that person."

The corners of Father Pei's eyes were raised slightly, he seemed to have said this, the son's affairs are not as important as his wife's, so he usually doesn't remember what he said clearly.

Jian Eryun: "...Look, I know that you don't care about your son, you two father and son, I really owe you in my previous life."

Father Pei coughed twice, always feeling a bit awkward to say such things in front of his son.

He looked at Pei Haozhe, and saw that the other person was deeply buried in his thoughts, and his heart relaxed a lot.

Jian Eryun broke free from Father Pei, walked up to Pei Haozhe, and frowned: "Pei Haozhe, do you know how old Xingyang is now?"

Pei Haozhe was stunned for a moment, and replied reflexively: "There are two months left for my birthday and then...?"

Jian Eryun laughed out loud and interrupted him: "It seems that you are also very concerned about the issue of age, and you know it so clearly?"

Pei Haozhe's face froze, and he said in embarrassment: "No, I wanted to get back his custody before, so I read the information." He hurriedly added, "I don't need it now."

"Why don't you need it?" Jian Eryun raised her eyebrows, "Custody rights? Didn't I hear you say it? Can't find anyone who meets the requirements? Your dad and I are fine. We adopted him. I like Xingyang very much." child."

Pei Haozhe's expression became even more rigid, and there was even a hint of panic in his eyes. He was afraid, and he was really afraid that his mother would use this method to stop him.

Once He Xingyang's name appears in his family's household registration book, he may have no chance in his life.

Even if he tries every means to make He Xingyang like him, the child will definitely not take a step beyond the threshold out of gratitude to his parents.

Jian Eryun smiled and said, "You're so scared, your face twitched?"

"..." Pei Haozhe shouted, "Mom, I..."

"Why, do you want to convince me? With what reason, did you suddenly discover that you like men, or that you like a boy."

Although Father Pei was also very angry, facing such a full-on wife, he couldn't help but sympathize with his son, and secretly prayed in his heart that he would never offend her in the future, otherwise he would really die a miserable death.

Pei Haozhe pursed his lips tightly and had nothing to say.

It's his fault, but he will wait for Xingyang to mature slowly and accept him.

Jian Eryun frowned tightly, and suddenly turned around and took Pei's father to leave. Before going out, she turned her head and said, "I'll give you a night to think about it."

Seeing that Pei Haozhe was about to answer impatiently, he interrupted: "I said one night, one night, let me tell you, Pei Haozhe, I will only give you one chance, and tomorrow morning I will ask you again about your choice. If you don't change, I hope you can stick to this choice for the rest of your life, otherwise..."

She didn't say anything later, after all, she didn't threaten Pei Haozhe's capital, it's just...

Jian Erjun sighed: "I really like Xingyang, I don't want to feel sorry for that child, he has never been in touch with anything, he doesn't understand anything, no matter how he feels about you in the future, it should be you now , I'm sorry for him."

"Mom, I don't know..." Before he finished speaking, the door was closed with a bang, and just when Pei Haozhe was helpless, there was another sound of clicking and locking the door.

"..."

Pei Haozhe looked at the closed door, pursed his lips and slowly knelt down.

After going out, Father Pei, who called up the surveillance video of the study, saw this scene and was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Is this still his son.

Jian Erjun seemed to have expected it long ago, with a calm expression, and just sighed: "This child, alas, we are destined to let Xingyang down."

Ever since he was a child, Pei Haozhe has never been unsuccessful in what he wanted to do. What's more, his family has helped Xingyang so much, so the child certainly has no feelings for Pei Haozhe, but it's just a matter of opinion on what it feels like.

Seeing her depressed, Father Pei took her by the shoulders and let her lean on him: "It's okay, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If this child dares to disappoint Xingyang, I will be the first to say no."

Jian Eryun raised her face: "You promised him?"

Father Pei was helpless: "You agree, what else can I say?"

Jian Erjun breathed out: "After all, he is my own son. I still wish him well. I hope he can remember tonight and treat Xingyang better in the future. We are sorry for that child."

And Lu Xiaoke, who had been sorry many times by the Pei family, was lying on the bed, snoring and sleeping in a mess.

*****

The recording was synthesized by the system. If it had existed at that time, maybe He Xingyang's mother would not have died.

This last move has been prepared for a long time, and when it was released yesterday, I could see He Mingda being bombed in horror, begging for mercy on his knees, Lu Xiaoke expressed his satisfaction.

After finishing his last major event, Lu Xiaoke slept particularly well last night, and it was done early in the morning.

As soon as he left the room after washing, he bumped into Jian Eryun who was about to knock on the door, and asked in a daze, "Aunt Jian? Good morning, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that Pei Haozhe is upstairs in the study, Xingyang, if you're okay, ask him to come down for breakfast. Before leaving, his father told him to go to the company for a meeting this morning."

Lu Xiaoke: "..." Knock on my door first to wake me up, and then ask me to knock on the door of the study so that Pei Haozhe can have breakfast?

What is this operation?

He looked puzzled, but Lu Xiaoke met Jian Eryun's gaze, and responded frankly: "Okay."

Behind him, Jian Eryun sighed, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh, the children are from all over the world, it's better to live next door to us in the future, let Pei Haozhe move to the first floor."

Lu Xiaoke was already standing at the door of the study, and asked the system: "A sense of conspiracy comes over me."

The system rolled its eyes: "If there was really a conspiracy, you would have died long ago without a place to bury you."

"That's right." Lu Xiaoke thought for a while: "But Pei Haozhe will definitely not harm me. Naturally, his family can trust him unconditionally."

System: "..." Well, love brain.

Lu Xiaoke knocked on the door, but there was no response. Curiously, he leaned on the door with his ears sideways and listened for a long while without any movement.

He narrowed his eyes and called softly: "Brother Pei, are you there, Aunt Jian asked you to go down for dinner?"

"Hey, is there no one, or is it already down?" Lu Xiaoke knocked two or three times, but there was no answer, turned around and stood on tiptoe to look downstairs, and there was a clatter behind him.

"Brother Pei?" Lu Xiaoke was stunned when he turned around and bumped into his eyes as deep as a pool of water.

Pei Haozhe didn't sleep or wash up all night, his face was pale as if he had been sucked out of energy, the blue stubble on his chin was especially obvious, and he was extremely depressed.

Lu Xiaoke stared at his haggard appearance, and stretched out his hand to test his forehead: "Brother Pei, are you okay, have you stayed up late? Why is your face so pale?"

Pei Haozhe stared at him closely, as if he would disappear inexplicably if he didn't take a look at him. Lu Xiaoke's skin was about to get goosebumps when he stared at him: "Well, there was one thing that was particularly difficult last night."

He took two steps forward and hugged the helpless Lu Xiaoke, his chin rested on the child's shoulder, showing a rare look of fragility, and said, "Let me lean on you for a while, I'm so tired."

Lu Xiaoke pressed the person into his arms, and said with a smile: "Okay, but Aunt Jian told me to come to you for breakfast, and you have a meeting in the morning, so you have to leave soon."

Pei Haozhe buried his cheek in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Well, just for a while, for a while."

Lu Xiaoke felt the weight of his whole body on him, and tried his best to hold on: "Okay, I'm so tired, has that matter been resolved?"

Pei Haozhe's voice was full of relief again: "It's solved, of course it's solved, it's solved permanently."

Lu Xiaoke was happy for him: "That's good, Brother Pei takes action, there is nothing that can't be solved."

"Well, that's great." Pei Haozhe said with emotion, "That's great."

He held Lu Xiaoke's hand tightly again.

*****

"Money, I want money, give me money, do you want me to die if you don't give me money?" He Ning grabbed Zhao Tingmeng's hand and cried, "Mom, if you don't give me money, they will I will upload my nude photos on the Internet, you must save me, mother, if you give me money, I don’t want more, just 50, give it to me quickly.”

Zhao Tingmeng just came back from the hospital and had a series of checkups all morning, so he was already tired.

Standing at the stairs, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, and was swayed back and forth by He Ning, she protected her stomach and said impatiently: "Yi Ning, you've had enough, how much money have you paid all this time? , Last time it was 80, and last time it was said to be the last 50, and now it's another 50, don't you know the current situation at home?"

"Then what do you want me to do? They wanted it, they threatened me, Mom, I beg you." He Yining was really crying. During this time, she was harassed by those people in various ways, and she kept receiving naked pictures on her mobile phone. According to the picture, I have to be dragged out from time to time to teach me a lesson. Every day is like living in a nightmare.

Zhao Tingmeng yawned: "Yining, mom is very sleepy now, I don't have any money, you can ask your dad for it, okay?"

He Ning hurriedly grabbed her: "Mom, Mom, Dad asked me to come to you, how could he give me money now."

"Then you persist for two days first, your father may be very busy during this time, so it will be fine after two days." Zhao Tingmeng was so tired that he couldn't open his mouth, and he walked around her anxiously wanting to go to sleep.

"Are you treating me like a football now, kicking me here and there, are you shirking responsibility?" He Yining pulled hard, but suddenly let go of his hand, and subconsciously froze, looking at his empty hand.

"Ah!!" Suddenly there was a scream piercing the sky downstairs, He Ning ran over in a panic, stood on the edge of the stairs and looked at Zhao Tingmeng who was suddenly lying in a pool of blood in shock.

The annoyance and anger just now dissipated, and He Yining was even scared out of her wits.

She hurried downstairs, carefully avoiding the blood that was constantly spilling out, her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and she cried dryly: "Mom, are you okay?"

"It hurts, my stomach hurts so much." Zhao Tingmeng clutched his stomach, his face was pale from the pain, his hands and body were covered with bright red blood, "My child, my child, what should I do?"

"Will there be a miscarriage?"

He Ning stared at the blood continuously gushing from her lower abdomen, thinking of the stark contrast between the two people's attitudes towards her before and now, she couldn't help thinking that it would be good if she really didn't have this child.

I am the only heir of the He family, and all the money of the He family is only my own, so why worry about being threatened by others?

Zhao Tingmeng's voice was weak, and he raised his face with difficulty and called her: "Help, ambulance, hurry up, call the police."

No, you can't call the police, and you can't call an ambulance. It's me who pushed her down. If I call the police, my father will scold me to death, let alone give me money.

Panicked, He Yining suddenly squatted down to pick up Zhao Tingmeng's satchel, and rushed out the door.

"Yi, Yi Ning." Zhao Ting Meng looked at He Yining's running back, struggling to leave a small bloodstain on the ground.

Her mobile phone is also in the bag.

But why he slammed the door shut with a bang, and also lost Zhao Tingmeng's last bit of strength.

She couldn't hold it any longer, rolled her eyes, and passed out completely.

"What, the baby is gone?" He Mingda got the news, and immediately rushed to the hospital without stopping, and became angry on the spot, "What are you looking at? She fell from upstairs? She has such a big belly that you can't even lift her up." Yet?"

The servants looked at each other, and replied tremblingly: "It's Miss He. Miss He said she had something to say, so she wouldn't let us stay. It happened that Ms. Zhao said she wanted something sour and sweet, so we went to the supermarket first. How could we know?" When she came back, Ms. Zhao was lying under the stairs, covered in blood."

They complained: "Lao Liu is behind the villa. Before we left, we told Ms. He to call Lao Liu when she left. There must be someone in the villa to watch, but when we went back, Ms. He was gone." Let's go, Mr. He, it really has nothing to do with us."

"Why Ning?" He Mingda's face suddenly darkened.

Looking through the glass at Zhao Tingmeng who was still in a coma, He Mingda clenched his fists, nails deeply embedded in his palms, and shouted: "Look for it, why don't you all look for it!"

"Sir, this is a hospital, please be quiet." Even the nurses were too scared by him to come forward, but the doctor came over impatiently and reminded, "Patients need to be quiet."

Where can we find it?Mr. He must have been confused by anger. The servants looked at each other, and they didn't dare to say anything against him. They nodded immediately one by one, and left as if they were fleeing.

Obviously he was a boy, and obviously he could have someone as his successor, but he just disappeared like this. The more He Mingda thought about it, the more upset he became, and he felt dizzy for a while. If he hadn't held on to the wall, he would really faint.

When he was getting irritable, the phone vibrated non-stop. Originally, He Mingda didn't want to answer it, but he picked it up and looked at the phone number from the company.

Thinking of something more refurbished, he sighed and accepted it.

"What? Report now? Didn't you just say that it will be postponed for two hours?" There was originally an important meeting today, but his son's affairs were also very important, so he rushed over here in a hurry.

"Well, you prepare first, I'll rush over now." He Mingda hung up the phone, and when he was about to leave, he turned around and glanced at Zhao Tingmeng, who was still in a coma, and called the driver to tell him to stop at the hospital gate Wait, I'm going back to the company right now.

After running through several red lights, he hurried and finally caught up. He Mingda packed up his mood and got ready for work immediately.

"Mr. He, the materials are ready, and now you just need to report." The secretary ran over with the folder in his hands, stepping on high heels, "Everyone is already waiting, do you want to go in now?"

Today's report is especially important. It is related to whether he can still establish his prestige in the company, and there must be no mistakes.

He Mingda took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the conference room.

"The reason for choosing this project has been clearly written in the planning document, and now I will briefly explain a few items in it." He gestured, and the PPT had already started playing over there.

In order to convince these directors, He Mingda went to the battle in person and forced them to sit here after a waste of effort. As long as this project can be successful, he will definitely overcome the difficulties.

He looked at the people in the audience, watched their rigorous and serious expressions gradually become subtle, slowly narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the big screen behind him.

"He won't come back for the time being. There are so many things in the company that he can drink a pot of." Zhao Tingmeng took a man's hand and walked in through the door. The background was the living room of He Mingda's house.

He Mingda was shocked.

The man turned around and slammed the door shut, hugged Zhao Tingmeng, and impatiently gnawed on her neck: "It's better to do this, because he thought you really didn't understand anything and had no defense at all. I've already sold it, at least we can get this amount!" The man spread his palms and smiled mysteriously at Zhao Tingmeng.

Zhao Tingmeng pushed him away, but couldn't bear his stickiness: "Don't worry, he still has cash in hand, wait until I get them all out, don't press my stomach, be careful of the child."

The man drew circles on her stomach with his fingers, and asked solemnly: "Why, are you so sure that this child is mine?"

Zhao Tingmeng stared: "I said you can't, tell me this now? Could it be that you think that old man is still fertile?"

The man laughed loudly: "That's right, it's time to stop laying eggs."

Zhao Tingmeng frowned: "How do you talk, does anyone say that about your child?"

The man smiled, took her hand and kissed her lips: "Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault, you should hit me."

"I'm telling you something serious, what about the old stocks?" Zhao Tingmeng raised his neck, and his voice became hurried.

"What kind of stock do you want? Who knows how many days the company will be open, so get out as soon as possible." The man put his arms around her waist, "Let me kiss you, how long have you been gone, and you don't miss me?"

"It's not that you said you were busy." Zhao Tingmeng said in a charming voice, saying words of refusal, but her body catered to her, "Be careful of the child."

The man smiled: "It's been a few months, it's already safe."

The two soon got entangled and made all kinds of indescribable sounds. Many people in the audience couldn't bear to look away, and most of them looked at He Mingda's shiny green head inquiringly.

"Turn it off, turn it off for me!" He Mingda was so anxious that he almost fell down on the spot.

The secretary's cheeks were flushed when he saw it: "Mr. He, I can't turn it off. What's going on? Did you get a virus?"

"Go away, I'll do it myself!" He Mingda shook off the female secretary's hand, but before he could touch the mouse, several people in police uniforms broke into the conference room, and everyone stood up vigilantly.

"Sorry, they said they wanted to find Mr. He, but they are still unwilling to wait. We really can't stop them." Several employees stood at the door and kept apologizing.

"You go out first." Several directors waved their hands.

He Mingda narrowed his eyes: "You..."

A tertiary movie was about to be shown on the big screen, but He Mingda really didn't have the energy to manage it, and his eyes went black for a while. He thought that he hadn't eaten a few meals during this period, and barely fell down by holding on to the dishes on the table .

The whole world began to spin, and the figures of the police officers in front of them gradually blurred, only their faint voices could be heard.Thinking of the recording he heard last time, he looked at the serious policeman with some panic.

"Sorry to bother you, Mr. He, after investigation, we suspect that you were involved in a murder case more than ten years ago..." Before we finished speaking, another wave of policemen came in from the other side, and the two sides looked at each other. He Mingda glanced at him and asked, "Sorry to bother you, we just came in when we saw the door was open, hello, Mr. He, after investigation, we found that you are suspected of tax evasion, please cooperate..."

"Murder case?"

"Tax evasion?"

There was a buzzing in his ears, and He Mingda couldn't hear what they were saying clearly. Looking at the two groups of policemen in front of him, his body was exhausted, his eyes were completely dark, and he lost consciousness.

*****

"Actually, there's no need to force yourself to see him." Pei Haozhe carried Lu Xiaoke on his way to the prison.

Lu Xiaoke shook his head: "It's not to see him, but to see what happens to him."

Pei Haozhe pursed his lips: "Is it different?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lu Xiaoke turned his face and said seriously: "I hold grudges very much. My mother's death and my miserable childhood are more than half of the reason for Zhao Tingmeng and He Yining. Now Zhao Tingmeng is Imprisoned and awaiting trial, He Ning is missing and her whereabouts are unknown, her dark history is everywhere on the Internet, it is not easy to avoid the public's attention, I am very happy to know that they are going through a miserable life."

He bit his lower lip: "But there is one thing I can never let go of. The root cause of all this is still He Mingda."

"He lied to my mother and let others bully me." Lu Xiaoke said, "I hope I can witness his tragedy with my own eyes. Brother Pei, am I terrible? I really can't forgive him."

Pei Haozhe freed a hand and pressed it on the hand on his lap: "No, this is normal. You have no obligation to forgive him, as long as you are happy."

Lu Xiaoke chuckled softly: "Thank you Brother Pei."

Pei Haozhe looked sideways at his smiling face, and smiled too.

The sun outside was just right, and the soft light passed through the mirror, and he could even see the tiny fluff on Lu Xiaoke's gradually fleshy face.

cute.

*****

"He Mingda?"

That man had a very bad life in the prison. He was bullied and beaten, and even used as a floor mat. Because he couldn't eat for a long time and became ill with thoughts, his face was sallow and skinny.

The high cheekbones protruded as if they were about to pierce the thin layer of skin, far less vigorous than before.

Ever since he sat across from the glass, his eyelids drooped. It was obviously a gesture of cowardice that had been raped. Even if he knew who was sitting across from him, he didn't dare to raise his face.

He clenched his hands into fists, placed them on his thighs, and pursed his lips tightly without speaking.

Lu Xiaoke said: "I have nothing else to come here today, just to see if you are doing well in prison."

He Mingda is not that stupid, knowing that Lu Xiao came to see the joke, his face turned pale, and his cheeks became tighter and tighter.

Lu Xiaoke continued calmly: "Zhao Tingmeng said that she is willing to be frank and lenient, and explain all the things that happened back then. After all, she is just an accomplice. I don't say anything, but you know what she will say."

"He Yining has never appeared again, but it is said that some people have seen her selling alcohol in bars and places. Her life is very bad. I think you don't care about it. But let's just say it briefly, she caused her mother to have a miscarriage, and she was killed If you are so arrogant and indulgent, life must be difficult when you fall to that level, and you are not good-looking, and you may die soon."

After a pause, he cut to the point: "Brother Pei also found a few that you might be interested in."

Seeing He Mingda's eyelids move, Lu Xiaoke said: "You are not only Zhao Tingmeng a mistress, but why is He Yining a daughter, have you never doubted it?"

He Mingda is already like this now, no matter what he says, he just pretends he didn't hear it, and there is no emotion.

Lu Xiaoke: "Zhao Tingmeng gave you medicine. It is said that you are dead, because she doesn't know whether she conceived the son first or the woman outside you conceived first, so everyone should forget about it, not to mention, she Even if you're pregnant, you don't necessarily know if it's yours, right."

He Mingda's eyes rounded suddenly, and he stared at Lu Xiaoke: "Impossible, how is it possible!"

In fact, there are women who have been pregnant, but later miscarried.

Lu Xiaoke guessed what he wanted to say: "The woman knew that the child was not yours, but another daughter, so she just lost it."

He Mingda's panting became heavier, he groaned and grabbed the table, and he might roll his eyes and faint at any moment.

Lu Xiaoke pretended he didn't see it, and said: "You think they are all loyal to you? What a joke, they secretly look down on you and just use you as a springboard. You think it's because you are so charming. Not even making trouble with you? Isn’t it because they have found a new and better benefactor than you.”

He Mingda: "You! You! He Xingyang, you! Huh!"

Lu Xiaoke stood up and patted the table with both hands: "He Mingda, you asked for all this, you can enjoy your happy life in prison. A suspect, but his life is more than one grade better than yours!"

"Bitch, bitch, I want to destroy her, I must destroy her." He Mingda scratched his neck, almost out of breath.

Lu Xiaoke opened his eyelids: "Yes, after all, she is the one who killed you forever, you two are really suitable for dogs to eat dogs!"

He Mingda said hastily: "He Xingyang, whoever said that I am extinct, who said that you will always have my blood on you, my blood!"

Lu Xiaoke nodded lightly: "Yes, so I plan to let him be in my generation. Don't worry, I will never have a son or a daughter. I don't like it. I don't like children with the surname He. In the future, anyone with the surname He in this world will have nothing to do with you. Do you understand, He Mingda, you will disappear forever in this world without leaving any trace! But you Don't worry, it will disappear very late, and you will not be shot immediately, because you will be kept and tortured!"

He Mingda's eyes almost popped out, and he stood up with trembling legs while supporting the table: "You, you!"

Lu Xiaoke shrugged his shoulders, grabbed Pei Haozhe who was surprised at what he said that he would not have children: "Let's go, Brother Pei."

Pei Haozhe: "Xingyang, you..."

Lu Xiaoke smiled slightly: "I'm fine, if he's not good, I'll be even better."

The two walked out under He Mingda's glaring gaze, and the dazzling sunlight poured down on their faces. Lu Xiaoke raised his hand to block his eyes: "Wow, the weather is fine."

Pei Haozhe put his arms around his shoulders: "Well, that's great."

Lu Xiaoke turned sideways, with a bright smile on his face: "It will be better in the future."

Pei Haozhe was taken aback, then nodded: "Of course."