Became the boss's sweet wife after divorce

The autumn rain fell in a patter, hitting people's bodies with a bone-chilling chill.

As the only son of the He family in Yancheng, He Shenming has always been the focus of people in the circle.

The matter of He Shenming and Feng Yue, although the He family did not intentionally disclose it to the outside world, they even deliberately concealed it.

However, there is no impenetrable wall in this world.

However, within two or three days, people in the circle were talking about He Shenming's divorce.

Today's He Shenminggui is the leader of the He family, and there are countless people who want to curry favor with him.

In the past, people would often find some beautiful and clean young boys to send as He Shenming.

But now that He Shenming is single again, there will only be more and more people who want to make up their minds in this regard.

But in recent days, a little boy frequently appeared beside He Shenming.

That little boy looked like he had just grown up, and he looked clean, and when he spoke, he naturally revealed a soft and well-behaved color.The rain outside is getting heavier, but it will not affect the nobles who are having fun in the box.

He Shenming brought Yi Yun with him almost every time he went out to socialize.

In the private room, He Shenming leaned on Yi Yun's shoulder with his eyes slightly squinted, slightly drunk.

Yi Yun's cheeks were flushed, his eyelids drooped, and his face revealed a look of shame.

"Mr. He, you're tired, shall I take you back?" Yi Yun leaned against his ear and asked softly.

He Shenming still closed his eyes, but raised his hand and shook it slightly.

Sitting in the box are some rich second-generation and business elites in the circle.

These people often meet up for a drink.

Sometimes at clubs, sometimes at bars.

He Shenming prefers clubs, which are more private and less chaotic than bars.

Occasionally, he would live in the clubhouse when he was a little overwhelmed.

Today, the rich second generations in the circle specially organized this banquet to celebrate He Shenming's success in being promoted to the power of the He family.A group of men and women saw that He Shenming had grown up and fell asleep leaning on Yi Yun's shoulder, and the content of the chat became more and more casual. "Xiao Yi, you have such a personality since you were a child. You look delicate, soft, well-behaved and cute."

Someone around him chatted with Yi Yun.

Yi Yun's face was red, his voice was soft and waxy, and his eyes were clear and bright: "You are too much, I am not as good as you said. As soon as Yi Yun's words came out, more men around him became interested in him." .

"Xiao Yi, you are too modest! Shen Ming's side needs a well-behaved boy like you!"

"That's right, Xiao Yi, if you're not good, Shen Ming won't keep you by his side!"

Hearing these words, Yi Yun blushed and glanced at He Shenming again.

He Shenming seemed to be asleep, leaning on his shoulder, very quiet.

Yi Yun's heart was full of sweetness, after all, who doesn't like being praised by others?

Of course, not everyone in the box likes Yi Yun.

One of the girls said sarcastically: "You guys think you're cute when you see someone like this? I think Feng Yue is really cute when he looks like that. How funny is he when he's cute, dumb and silly?"

He Shenming once brought Feng Yue to participate in such a drinking party, but Feng Yue has never been used to it, and he doesn't like to talk when he comes. When others take the initiative to chat with him, he can't pick up the words of others, like a little fool.

He Shenming felt ashamed, and after bringing him out two or three times, he didn't bring him again.

Today I suddenly heard someone mention Feng Yuelai. Although He Shenming's eyes were not opened, his brows were involuntarily frowned.

Someone teased the girl who spoke just now and said, "Why are you so serious about mentioning Feng Yue, Shen Ming has already dumped him!"

As soon as one person started, the others followed.

"But let's not talk about it, Feng Yue is indeed quite well-behaved, and I don't know how Shen Ming found such a treasure from such a small family. He is gentle and considerate."

"Actually, I also want to taste what it's like to have a well-behaved and obedient little guy by my side. How about I try chasing Feng Yue?"

"Why are you chasing Feng Yue? You want your family to fight you hard?"

"Just for fun, anyway, the kind of little boy who came from a small family has never seen the world, so it's very coaxing."

"That's what you said, it's really the case, that kind of little boy, we can be moved to cry when we give some worthless things casually, and I don't know what there is to cry about."

He Shenming was just a little dizzy, so he wanted to squint for a while.

But when someone in the crowd mentioned Feng Yue, his chaotic thoughts gradually became clear.

He didn't know why listening to these people talking about Feng Yue in such nasty words made him very upset.

Especially when he remembered that Feng Yue was really easy to coax and was easily moved by the gifts he gave, He Shenming's heart ached a little for no reason.

The current Feng Yue has changed, and He Shenming is a little powerless.

He didn't want to divorce, even if he had been impulsive before, he left as soon as he thought it would be a big deal.

But after he really left, He Shenming always felt empty in his heart.

Why on earth do you feel this way?

What the hell is wrong with him?

A group of people laughed loudly, but they didn't know when He Shenming opened his eyes, and his gaze swept across the crowd indifferently.

Yi Yun was the first to notice that He Shenming had woken up.

He looked at He Shenming shyly. Now that He Shenming and Feng Yue had divorced, from Yi Yun's point of view, He Shenming would belong to him alone in the future!

"Mr. He, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?" Yi Yun asked with concern.

Yi Yun's words were in his ears, but He Shenming didn't even look at him.

Seeing that those few were still brazenly saying words like "Zhou Fengyue", "Wanwan", "Xiaomenxiaohu", He Shenming's brows became more and more wrinkled.

"From what you're saying, you all think that I married Feng Yue just for fun?" He Shenming asked coldly.

He just didn't want to hear others define his relationship with Feng Yue in this way.

Ever since he married Feng Yue, He Shenming thought about living a good life with Feng Yue. He just didn't love Feng Yue, and he never thought about getting a divorce.It echoed lightly in everyone's ears.

The originally noisy box suddenly became quiet following He Shenming's words.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, uncertain about the meaning of He Shenming's words.

It took a while before someone tentatively asked, "Isn't it?"

He Shenming's face darkened.

His eyes swept over the faces of the people, seeing their bewildered looks, as if he married Feng Yue back then, really just for fun.Beside him, the blush on Yi Yun's face gradually faded.

His intuition told him that He Shenming was not as useless to Feng Yue as he thought before.

He Shenming didn't speak, and no one dared to speak.

The atmosphere in the box seemed to be frozen, and everyone dared not even take a breath.

After a long time, He Shenming slightly raised the corners of his lips, and sneered, his face full of sarcasm.

Yi Yun stayed by his side, watching He Shenming's reaction, a strong sense of unwillingness welled up in his heart.

The so-called cleverness and softness are just weapons he has always used to win the favor of others.

He stretched out his hand and carefully tugged at the corner of He Shenming's clothes.

He Shenming frowned slightly and glanced at him, but saw that Yi Yun's face was a little pale, but there was still a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. He, didn't you mention to me that you don't love Mr. Feng?"

He Shenming's gaze froze slightly.

In my impression, he did seem to have said such things to Yi Yun.

That day He Shenming wanted to choose a gift for Tong Yunjing, so he brought Yi Yun with him and asked him to help him as a reference.

The clerk recommended a tie, saying that the design and color of that tie symbolized the only unchanging love.

When He Shenming bought the tie, Yi Yun tentatively said, "Mr. He is so kind to Mr. Feng that he would give him such a special gift."

At that time, He Shenming replied almost subconsciously: "The tie is not for Feng Yue."

The implication is that the person I love is not Feng Yue.

The others secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what Yi Yun said.

The atmosphere eased a lot. Now that it was confirmed that He Shenming had no feelings for Feng Yue, everyone started joking again.

"Shen Ming, are you trying to scare us on purpose?"

"Who doesn't know, three years ago you were forced to break up with Tong Ershao, and married a small family in a fit of anger, just to anger your parents and your uncles."

"Yeah, what are you doing for fun!"

"And we usually talk about Feng Yue, right? When did you lose your temper!"

Everyone started to talk unscrupulously after talking to each other.

There was a man a few years older than He Shenming, who reached out and patted He Shenming's shoulder, and said with a meaningful smile: "Brother, who among us can play the trick of being sincere, you, please don't play around." , throw yourself into the ditch."

Go into a ditch?

He Shenming smiled coldly: "That's not enough."

When everyone heard this, they laughed again.

"That's right, let me say that Shen Ming is not that kind of stingy person."

"Anyway, you dumped Feng Yue, so it's possible that you still can't see others chasing him!"

"Shen Ming has always been magnanimous, so he definitely won't care!"

Seeing this group of people laughing so much, the corners of He Shenming's lips curled slightly, and there was strong coldness and sarcasm in his eyes.

"So you guys also take marriage as a joke? Get married just for fun?" He Shenming asked again, not lightly or seriously.

There were indeed many factors behind He Shenming's marriage to Feng Yue.

Feng Yue's eyes resembled Ah Jing's.

Feng Yue's father was a silent teacher.

Feng Yue's blood was RH negative.

But Feng Yue is well-behaved, obedient, and sensible, and most importantly, he knows that Feng Yue loves him.

Although he did have another purpose when he decided to marry Feng Yue, he had to agree that if he wanted to get married, Feng Yue was indeed the most suitable one.

Who stipulated that not loving is equal to playing?

From the beginning to the end, He Shenming didn't intend to just play with Feng Yue.

The box fell silent again.

However, He Shenming stood up and glanced at those people coldly: "Okay, I'm done playing here today, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he raised his foot and walked out first.

Behind him, Yi Yun followed with a pale face.

He Shenming got out of the box, and didn't go back directly, but went to the bathroom to wash his face to wake himself up.

He had just finished washing his face when there was a figure in a suit and leather shoes standing beside him.

He Shenming frowned, glanced at him, and was slightly taken aback.

Shen Mo washed his hands calmly and did not say hello to He Shenming.

He Shenming looked displeased and said, "Why are you here?"

Mo Mo finished washing his hands in a calm manner, and said calmly: "I was talking about business with a client, and I just happened to listen to a few words at the door of your box."

When He Shenming looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his words were full of sarcasm: "A person like Mr. Shen also likes to listen to the wall?"

But Mo Mo walked to the side of the dryer, after drying his wet hands, he smiled: "I just heard someone talking about Xiao Yue, so I couldn't hold back."

After silently speaking, as if he didn't care at all, he walked out of the bathroom.

After a while, He Shenming walked out of the bathroom.

Yi Yun, who was waiting outside, immediately came up to him and followed behind He Shenming, with a cute smile on his face.

However, before the two of them had gone a few steps, heart-piercing shouts came from their ears.

"Who are you?"

"Help!"

"Help!"

Immediately, He Shenming frowned, and he quickly walked to the box they were in before.

The door of the box was still open, but the sound did come from inside.

He Shenming led Yi Yun over, and then they saw a group of muscular men in black suits in black suits beating people with sacks in the box.

That punch and kick went down, all with full vigor.

The author has something to say

Anyone dare to insult Xiao Yue?

He Shenming: I am indifferent, I ignore, and I am unhappy.

Silence: Call me!Hit it to death!