Prison Marriage

He Qingmao entered the hall, turned around and found no one.

No one answered Tan Jin's call, so he planned to wait for Tan Jin to come back at Mo's house. While he was looking at his phone, he suddenly heard a Nunuuo voice behind him.

"Qingmao, why are you here?"

He Qingmao turned his head and saw Mo Xiangjia. He frowned, "I'm here to find Tan Jin, where did she go?"

Mo Xiangjia happily walked to He Qingzhao's side, "Sister Tan and mother went shopping, and my brother is not here, so I didn't go because I was too lazy to move."

He Qingzhao nodded, and wanted to continue looking at his phone.

But Mo Xiangjia came to her side, getting closer and closer, and He Qingmao could faintly smell the fragrance of roses on her body.

"You" He Qingmao wanted to stay away from Mo Xiangjia, but he found that there was no room for him to escape in this chair.

"Qinuma, don't you like roses?"

He Qingmao was stunned, "Rose? I like it."

Mo Xiangjia smiled, and hooked He Qingmao's chin with his hand, "Since I like it, can I get closer?"

He Qingmao swallowed, the closer Mo Xiangjia was wearing the off-the-shoulder sweater, the more clear the half-exposed shoulders and chest became.

"Why don't you talk?" Mo Xiangjia looked at He Qingmao with a sluggish expression, a little proud.

Only then did He Qingmao react, and he immediately stood up, "Miss Mo, Uncle Shen hasn't died yet, I ask you to respect yourself."

Mo Xiangjia smiled, and that smile made He Qingzhao's heart itch, "Self-respect? What self-respect?"

Mo Xiangjia also stood up, and his whole body stuck to He Qingmao's body. The softness made He Qingmao feel a little erratic. He turned around suddenly, and stretched out his hand to block Mo Xiangjia who was approaching again.

"Miss Mo, He has a family."

Mo Xiangjia laughed again, she took He Qingmao's outstretched hand and said, "I know you have a family, but do you know that your wife still has others in mind?"

He Qingmao was stunned, "Anyone else?"

Mo Xiangjia took out her mobile phone and released the recording of her conversation with Tan Jin that day. She came prepared that day, but Tan Jin was not prepared.

He Qingmao's frown became tighter and angrier, and he grabbed Mo Xiangjia's hand.

"I warn you, if you dare to destroy the relationship between our husband and wife again, then I will teach you instead of your brother!"

He Qingmao left angrily.

Mo Xiangjia watched He Qingzhao leave, and a sneer spread on his lips, "Oh, I want to see, are you teaching me or Tan Jin."

When He Qingmao returned to He's house, the recording on Mo Xiangjia's phone was still pricking his heart like a needle, "Damn it!"

He kicked open the door and saw some small items that Tan Jin had prepared for the children. He picked them up and threw them on the ground, "Tan Jin, do you still like Mo Xiangbei? Oh, I make you like it."

When he was still angry, his assistant called, "Boss, there is movement in Xincheng."

"understood."

He Qingmao sat on the bed, it was getting dark.

When Tan Jin returned to Mo's house, she was told that He Qingzhao had been here, so she returned home full of joy, but when she got to the room, she found that the things on the floor were all prepared for the child by herself.

"Do you still know to come back?"

In the darkness, He Qingmao's voice sounded coldly, "How does it feel to be under the same roof as Mo Xiangbei?"

Before Tan Jin could react, He Qingzhao had already walked to his side.

He cornered Tan Jin, "Tell me, aren't you very happy?"

Tan Jin couldn't see He Qingmao's expression clearly, but she knew that He Qingmao must have taken the wrong medicine again.

"What medicine did you take? Going crazy again?" Tan Jin's tone was cold, "What happened to me and Mo Xiangbei?"

He Qingmao held Tan Jin's chin tightly, "You know what you did yourself!"

Tan Jin shook off He Qingzhao's hand and said, "How many times have I told you not to pinch my chin again!"

"What topic to change, can't you tell? Heh, Tan Jin, when will you change your watery personality, huh?" He Qingzhang still pressed his hand against the wall, and Tan Jin had no room to move.

"Did you listen to someone's sweet words again?" Tan Jin looked at He Qingmao, although he had no idea what kind of anger He Qingmao had become at this time.

"Sweet words? What sweet words, that's obviously your own voice." He Qingzhao played the recording that Mo Xiangjia sent to his mobile phone.

Tan Jin's face was gloomy little by little, "So you think I'm fooling around with Mo Xiangbei? Where is your trust?"

He Qingmao sneered, "Trust? Tan Jin, can you still tell me you trust me? To be honest, I doubt now whether the child in your stomach is mine or someone else's!"

Tan Jin was dumbfounded, "What did you say?"

He Qingmao let go of his arm, but Tan Jin held He Qingmao's arm tightly, "Say it again?"

He Qingmao saw tears welling up in the corners of Tan Jin's eyes through the light from the living room, and suddenly felt that what he said was indeed serious, so he suddenly softened his tone, "I'm just guessing."

"Guess? Heh, heh heh heh."

Tan Jin fell down on the bed with a smile, and He Qingzhao didn't dare to comfort her. Just at this time, she received a call from her assistant, saying that something went wrong and he should hurry to the west of the city.

Tan Jin watched He Qingzhao leave, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

She didn't know how many times she had been so heartbroken, but she had fantasies about He Qingmao before, thinking that they could go on all the way, but now it seems that she was wrong, it was too outrageous.

Tan Jin was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, the darkness in front of her eyes made her feel like everything she had done before was in vain.

He Qingmao immediately came to the west of the city.

However, he found that his employees and the project leader were all sitting on one side. Seeing He Qingzhao coming over, they all looked at the people in the quality inspection department who were inspecting the work. He Qingzhao walked over and asked why he was lazy.

But the people from the quality inspection department came over and told He Qingzhao that the part that Feng Chao was in charge of here was temporarily suspended, and this part was temporarily handed over to Xincheng Group.

He Qingmao asked why.

The quality inspection department only said that He Qingmao knew it well, but He Qingmao had no idea what happened, so he thought of He Chengyuan.

"Where's Director He?" He Qingmao asked a worker who was packing up.

The worker thought back, "Director He didn't show up all day today."

He Qingzhao panicked, he immediately called He Chengyuan, only to find that He Chengyuan's cell phone had been turned off, and he had no idea where to find him.

At this time, He Chengyuan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

He Qingmao turned his head, clenched his fists and wanted to greet the smiling man, but when he saw Zhao Qiancheng, he stopped.

Zhao Qiancheng smiled, "What's wrong with Mr. He, why get so angry?"

He Qingzhao was confused, seeing He Chengyuan and Zhao Qiancheng standing together, he didn't feel any disobedience, "Dad"

He Chengyuan waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare to be, dare not be, I dare not be your father, I am Zhao Qiancheng's stepfather. Coincidentally, my name is also He Chengyuan."

He Qingmao was stunned, "How could you be?"

"Is Mr. He interested in having a drink with us?" Zhao Qiancheng suggested, and He Qingmao looked around at the workers who were watching the excitement, so he nodded.

He Qingzhao and Zhao Qiancheng came to the room of the person in charge of the construction site.

"Mr. He must be wondering why I am Zhao Qiancheng's stepfather"

"Oh, I'm not surprised. When I think of the many similarities between the two of you, I think everything is reasonable, but I don't know why you came to Jiangcheng pretending to be a tramp?"

He Chengyuan smiled, "Before we met that night, I had been observing you for a long time. I naturally had a plan to wait for you there that night. I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself and save me a lot of trouble."

He Qingmao clenched his fingers tightly, not knowing what to say, but looking at Zhao Qiancheng's face, he suddenly felt a little desperate.

"Why are you?"

Zhao Qiancheng just smiled and looked at He Chengyuan.

He Chengyuan said slowly, "Why? I want to tell Mr. He that there are no eternal friends and enemies in business. Since we want to build a big new city, we must use some means. Who let your poor father meet you before he dies?" I'm dead, and he is very happy to feel that he has met someone with the same name and surname."

He Qingmao couldn't understand more and more, "What did you say?"

He Chengyuan lit a cigarette and looked at Zhao Qiancheng.

"When he met me, he was already terminally ill. I took him to the hospital, and when he got better, he told me that he regretted running away from home.

But after so many years, I no longer have the face to go back to the He family, and just kept wandering. He even told me everything about him, maybe he is dying. "

He Qingmao didn't speak.

He Chengyuan continued, "I didn't notify you immediately after his death, because you had already become the president of Fengchao at that time. I thought this status should be useful, but unexpectedly, it really helped Zhao Qiancheng."

"You guys are so despicable!" He Qingzhao clenched his fists, "Do you know this is fraud!"

"No, it doesn't count." Zhao Qiancheng shook his head.

"There is a saying that soldiers never tire of cheating, and it is the same in business. If you are really smart, you should check my father's details when you first use him. In this regard, you are not as good as Mo Xiangbei. "

Zhao Qiancheng seemed to be provoking He Qingmao, and sure enough, He Qingmao burst into anger, "What did you say?"

He Chengyuan laughed, "You still can't change your temper."

He Qingmao sat down, looked at Zhao Qiancheng, Zhao Qiancheng said: "You have tampered with steel before, you thought we didn't know, but you are too naive."

He Qingmao's face became paler, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Qiancheng stood up and took out a contract, "As long as you voluntarily give me the Chengxi project, then I can guarantee that you Fengchao will not suffer any losses, and I can help you suppress this matter."

He Qingmao looked at Zhao Qiancheng, "What did you say?"

Zhao Qiancheng tapped the contract, "I think what I said is clear enough, whether to sign or not is up to Mr. He himself.

But I would like to remind you that even if you cling to the west of the city, not only will you not get any benefits, but even the Feng Dynasty will be defeated by you. Mr. He, think carefully. "