Hundred Billion Sweet Wife: Husband's Favorite

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to be a favor. Your father and I also have a little friendship, but I have already established a rule. Okay, I'm tired. Let's stop today's conversation. I, Hong, understand the two of you. Come on," Hong Jinhuo seemed impatient, and before Ouyang Tenghao and Lei Han could speak again, he flicked his sleeves coldly, and then walked to the inner room.

"Old Mr. Hong..." Lei Han yelled unwillingly. When he was about to follow up, he was grabbed by Ouyang Tenghao. Ouyang Tenghao smiled lightly, as if everything was within his expectation.

"Let's go, Ah Han, it seems that we are not ready for this matter." Ouyang Tenghao then turned and left, Lei Han had no choice but to follow suit.

After the two men returned to Yaoshi Group, in the CEO's office on the top floor, Ouyang Tenghao took off his coat and put it on the chair. He leaned on the table and looked at the scenery outside.

"Ahao, do you think Hong Jinhuo really doesn't want to come forward to help?" Lei Han's brows were furrowed all the time, he didn't expect Hong Jinhuo to be so shameless.

"Maybe he's afraid of something." Ouyang Tenghao's body didn't move at all, he still maintained the movement just now, his eyes stared at the front coldly.

"What do you mean?" Lei Han raised his eyebrows. Although he guessed people accurately, Hong Jinhuo was a person with strange behavior, and his thoughts were even more unpredictable.

"Do you still remember the scar on his face? Do you know who did it?" Ouyang Tenghao suddenly turned around, and then looked at Lei Han with a slight smile on his face.

Lei Han's brows furrowed in an instant, and Ouyang Tenghao's hint made him understand everything in an instant, "You mean it has something to do with the scar on his face?"

"It is rumored that Hong Jinhuo is very loyal. It seems that it will take time to convince him, but we have no time." Ouyang Tenghao frowned slightly, and his light brown eyes were full of worry.

"Ahao, you really care about Xiaoxi." Lei Han chuckled softly, lying on the sofa with a lazy expression on his face.

"I'm just healing the scars in Xiaoxi's heart." Ouyang Tenghao's gaze was fixed on a certain place, thinking of the inescapable shadow formed in Ye Muxi's heart by Ye Haitian's death, he didn't want Yan Yuchen to die in the same way , the shadow in Ye Muxi's heart deepened again.

Everything is for that little woman...

During Ouyang Tenghao's further investigation, he finally found out that the person related to Hong Jinhuo was none other than Yan Yuchen's father-in-law Yang Wenzhou.

However, Ouyang Tenghao's expression was serious. Lei Han looked at his friend in disbelief, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Ouyang Tenghao had a weird feeling, although Yan Yuchen and Yang Wenzhou had a deeper relationship, but now it was Yan Yuchen who killed Yang Ruoqi, no matter whether it was true or not, as Yang Ruoqi's father, he would Wouldn't he extend a helping hand to Yan Yuchen?

Ouyang Villa, ever since Luo Yi was slapped by Ye Muxi last time, now he is afraid to avoid Ye Muxi when he sees Ye Muxi. good.

At the lunch table, Luo Yi was much better behaved than before, and he didn't dare to speak ill of Ye Muxi. Sure enough, that slap really had some effect on her. Ouyang Mingwei flew abroad because of work, and there were only Luo Shuyin and Ye Muxi at the dinner table. , Roy and Mu Lang.

Ouyang Tenghao is very busy these days, Ye Muxi knows that her man is not only busy with work, but also busy with Yan Yuchen's affairs, thinking of Ye Muxi, there is a faint sense of guilt in his heart.

The frowning little woman was absent-mindedly scratching the food in the bowl. Her appetite has been very bad these days, as if she had caught a cold. Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she vomited all of it. out.

All of a sudden, the dining table was in a mess. Ye Muxi covered her mouth with her hands, and raised her head to look at Luo Shuyin in embarrassment. Before she could apologize, she began to vomit again. The things that came out were so disgusting that I slapped the chopsticks in my hand on the table.

Luo Yi even looked at Ye Muxi with a look of disgust, and couldn't help leaning towards Luo Shuyin, "Auntie, it's so disgusting, I can't take it anymore."