Domineering love of a wealthy family: The president only dotes on the little crazy wife

"She deliberately wants you to know that Xiao Zi is just like Xi Zilong." Xi Fengmo went on to say: "It seems that Hua Lunong's WeChat message is a drunkard's intention."

"That's right." Zhong Heming also agreed with Xi Fengmo's idea, nodded repeatedly and said, "I want you to know on purpose." All are well-known.

Now that he knows that Xiao Zi is Xi Zilong, it is undoubtedly tantamount to letting Xi Fengmo know about Xi Zilong and Hua Lunong.

This is a trap.

So……

Zhong Heming suddenly tightened his grip on the phone, and asked Xi Fengmo in a deep voice, "Then are we going to expose this trap now?"

"Go to see Hua Lunong." Xi Fengmo thought for a while, and said firmly to Zhong Heming: "No matter what the trap is, once we successfully approach Hua Lunong and understand who Xi Zilong really is. Then we It can make Jingyu break free from the muddy trap of emotion."

"That's right!" After hearing Xi Fengmo's words, Zhong Heming nodded again and again, agreeing: "No matter what, we must hurry to rescue Jingyu."

Nothing is more important than saving You Jingyu now.

"Then... let's postpone sending Hua Qingmei to live with Zhang Fuxian?" Zhong Heming suggested to Xi Fengmo.Regarding the matter of letting Hua Qingmei live with Zhang Fuxian, no matter what he thought, he felt that it was a very dangerous thing.

What's more, there are so many dangers lurking in all aspects nowadays, and if they are a little careless, they will all be in danger and cannot be restrained.So, how can they protect Hua Qingmei?

"No." Xi Fengmo immediately interrupted Zhong Heming's words resolutely, and demanded resolutely: "Not only can we not delay, but we must speed up the pace to do this."

"Why?" Zhong Heming didn't understand. Could it be that Xi Fengmo wasn't worried at all, that his precious Qingmei died in Zhang Fuxian's palm?
"Because..." Xi Fengmo looked into Zhong Heming's eyes and said, "Nangong Ye once said that Hua Lunong and Qingmei look almost exactly the same."

"No way."

Zhong Heming immediately denied, "I have treated Hua Lunong before, and she looks nothing like Hua Qingmei."

"What about now?" Xi Fengmo's eyes darkened.

"I..." Zhong Heming couldn't reply for a moment when Xi Fengmo asked him this rhetorical question.

Yes, the Hua Lunong he saw five years ago did not look like Hua Qingmei at all.

But whether the current Hua Lunong looks exactly like Hua Qingmei, he doesn't know at all.

only……

"How could Hua Lunong look exactly like Hua Qingmei?" Zhong Heming couldn't understand. Isn't all this too strange?This Hua Lunong clearly has a stunning face, but now he has to undergo plastic surgery to become another person.

This is simply asking for guilt.

"Only Hua Lunong can answer this question." Xi Fengmo said, his voice was full of worry, "Besides, what I am very worried about right now is that if Hua Lunong had plastic surgery before and became Hua Qing Mei looks like this; who is planning this matter? Xi Zilong? Nangong Ye? If so, why would they try to make a woman look like Hua Qingmei? What is the purpose of doing this?"

"This……"

Listening to Xi Fengmo's question, Zhong Heming couldn't answer at all.

I have to admit that Xi Fengmo's question is the key, and if they trace these questions all the way back.Then..."Feng Mo, tell me...in case Zhang Fuxian has anything to do with Hua Lunong, then we..."

"...then we have to get closer to Zhang Fuxian." Xi Feng said emphatically.

They have a lot of thoughts, but when they think about everything from Zhang Fuxian, they will suddenly realize that no matter how they explain the mysterious relationship between Hua Lunong, Nangong Ye and Xi Zilong, it is reasonable.

Because Hua Lunong is Zhang Fuxian's pawn.

It's just... Xi Fengmo's eyes are as dark as a blade, and there is one thing that Xi Fengmo is very concerned about, that is - why does Hua Lunong have the same face as Qingmei?

"Okay, I see." At this moment, Zhong Heming finally stopped hesitating and made up his mind, he said to Xi Fengmo: "We will proceed according to your plan."

Just like that, Xi Fengmo and Zhong Heming reached an agreement.

And then... On this day, Hua Qingmei walked onto the roof of the hospital.

"Ah! Someone is going to jump off the building!"

"Did you dial 119?"

"Today's young people are really serious. How come they commit suicide by jumping off the building at every turn. Are they not three-year-olds?"

"Crack!"

"Take a quick photo, post on Weibo, post on Moments!"

"..."

In just a moment, the entire hospital downstairs was surrounded by people.There were even a bunch of paparazzi coming, and everyone was surprised to find that the woman standing on the railing of the roof, ready to jump off the building, turned out to be——Hua Qingmei!

"No!"

Another wave of discussion arose.

"Isn't she Hua Xingyun's only daughter? It wasn't long before Hua Xingyun committed suicide. Could it be that Hua Qingmei wants to inherit her father and commit suicide?"

"How strange! Hua Qingmei is now the fourth young lady of the Xi family, and this Xi family is a real wealthy family. This Hua Qingmei really doesn't know how to enjoy herself, and she actually wants to commit suicide."

"People say that once you enter a wealthy family, it's as deep as the sea. Besides, the grievances and grievances between the Xi family and the Hua family are very complicated. Although this Hua Qingmei used to be the daughter of the Hua family, but now she has nothing to do with the Hua family. , Second, no status, isn’t there such a saying—a phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken. I think Hua Qingmei must have encountered something terrible at the Xi’s house.”

There was a lot of discussion among the people, but to the person involved, Hua Qingmei, this group of people and things were all trivial and thorough.

According to her plan, Hua Qingmei took out her mobile phone and started making video calls to Zhang Fuxian.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Fuxian connected the video call, "Xiaomei, today you..."

"I'm standing on the roof of the top floor of the hospital right now." Hua Qingmei said in a very calm voice, holding the mobile phone camera to look at the environment in front of her face, with a look of completely disregarding life and death.

"Xiaomei, you... what are you going to do?" Sure enough, after Zhang Fuxian saw the video of Hua Qingmei, her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and her complexion was even more embarrassing and worried.

"Come down for me."

Hearing this, the corners of Hua Qing's eyebrows and lips curled into a smile line, and she asked Zhang Fuxian, "It seems that my guess is not wrong at all, I am really a very useful existence for you."

"What use value?" Zhang Fuxian was very angry, and she couldn't help showing the majesty of an elder, and said to Hua Qingmei in a very serious tone: "Little sister, hurry up and get off the roof, do you hear me?"

"Relax, I will come down from the roof." Hua Qingmei's voice was still faint, and there was always a smile line on the corner of her lips.