After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

"Ding dong"

Gu Lin stood in front of Shen Huaichu's villa and pressed the doorbell.

After waiting for a few minutes, no one opened the door. Gu Lin pressed the password and entered.

"Brother?" No one responded. Gu Lin leaned forward and looked inside, then closed the door.

Entering the living room, Shen Huaichu was lying on the sofa, with a slight frown between his brows.

Gu Lin was a little anxious and walked up quickly and touched Shen Huaichu's forehead. The man lying there said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Gu Lin breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand back. He thought his brother had fallen ill and passed out due to the racing incident.

"I thought something was wrong with you. No one answered the phone and no one opened the door when I rang the doorbell."

Shen Huaichu slowly opened his eyes, pressed his temples with his fingers and slowly stood up. He seemed to be resting uncomfortably.

Gu Lin was still a little worried, "Brother, are you okay?"

Shen Huaichu got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and drank it, "Don't worry, he's not dead yet."

Gu Lin: Is your standard for being fine too low?

But since Shen Huaichu said it was okay, Gu Lin didn't ask any more questions and sat directly on the sofa.

"You tell me, if you don't like it, why do you want to watch it? Aren't you embarrassing yourself?"

Shen Huaichu seemed careless, but in fact his head was still throbbing faintly at this moment. He shook his head slightly and lay back on the sofa, "Go and learn more."

Gu Lin curled his lips and complained in a low voice: "Who are you kidding!" Do you really think he didn't know what Shen Huaichu was going to do?

After hearing Gu Lin's words, Shen Huaichu didn't say anything. He still lay on the sofa with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Huaichu's state made Gu Lin a little worried, "Brother, go home and stay for a few days."

"Not going."

Shen Tu would notice his current state at a glance.

As expected, he was rejected. Gu Lin felt helpless and powerless, "How about I ask your aunt to come and take care of you?"

Shen Huaichu still had his eyes closed, but his voice was a little colder, "Gu Lin, are you threatening me?"

Gu Lin leaned on the corner of the sofa frustrated, "How can this be a threat? My brother, I'm worried that you, an empty-nest CEO, will get sick at home and have no one to take care of you!"

There was no one else at home. If he fainted, no one would even call an ambulance.

Shen Huaichu closed his eyes again and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will call 120."

Is this something to be reassured about?

"How can you call 120 if you are unconscious?"

Shen Huaichu's tone remained calm, "The villa will be cleaned every day. As long as I don't deliberately commit suicide and pass out in the corner, I will definitely be discovered."

Gu Lin: I was just about to say that some people won’t be able to see me when I’m cleaning...

"I have a physical examination every year, and there is no sudden illness. Even if I faint for a whole day, I can still be saved."

Gu Lin looked at him blankly, unable to believe that someone would say such a thing so calmly.

Shen Huaichu's aunt, his mother, should really come and hear what a detailed and careful plan her nephew had made in order to survive.

…

Wang family

Wang He put down the document. The ravine on his face became more obvious under the flickering light, but his eyes were full of sternness.

"Have you not started taking action on what you planned?"

Wang Boqi stood in front of him, his eyes flashing uneasily, his head slightly lowered, "I haven't found a good time yet."

After Jingyi finished her variety show, she has been living a two-point and one-line life, either at home or at the racing track. Even at the racing track, she is still practicing like crazy.

The father's face became even more gloomy, "When is the right time? When Jingyi will be in the limelight again and make Hengjing more famous?"

Recently, Jing Yi has been in the spotlight again on hot searches, making the Jing family and Hengjing even more popular, but his son just had a plan.

Wang Boqi felt the pressure from Wang He, lowered his head and replied respectfully: "I have already investigated and will start taking action in the next few days."

"Are you sure your plan can succeed?" Wang He's eyes were full of doubt and disappointment, "Jing Yi is just a fake daughter. Instead of wasting your time on her, why don't you deal with Jing Zeyou directly?"

For many years, Jing Beicheng and Jing Zeyou had been guarding and guarding him, but he could not influence Hengjing in the slightest. He originally placed his hopes on his son, but what he got in exchange was even greater disappointment.

"Not only can you not deal with Jing Zeyou now, you can't even deal with Jing Zeqian..."

Wang He's words made Wang Boqi look pale, his eyes were filled with anger, and his clenched fists were shaking slightly.

Perhaps it was his father's repeated blows that suddenly made Wang Boqi feel dissatisfied.

"Father, aren't you even stronger than Jing Beicheng? Otherwise, you wouldn't have done anything to a three-year-old girl..."

"Asshole!"

Wang Boqi's voice was full of sarcasm, and Wang He's eyes were as sharp as knives. He seemed to be angered by his son's words and threw the folder in his hand.

Wang Boqi didn't hide, he held it hard, and the folder smashed his forehead with blood marks, which shows the great strength Wang He used.

Wang He's sinister gaze was particularly scary, and the air was filled with tension, as if even the air had become heavy.

Back then, his methods were indeed not very clever. Seeing that Hengjing of the Jing family gradually occupied the first place in Jiangbei, Wang He was unwilling to give up and had an idea.

That day, three-year-old Jing Zejun went out to play with Mrs. Jing, which gave Wang He, who had been monitoring the Jing family, an opportunity.

Old Madam Jing was very cautious. Even though she went to the bathroom, she still took her granddaughter in.

The people arranged by Wang He sneaked in and quickly knocked out the three-year-old Jing Zejun and took him away.

However, Jing Zejun was really a lucky person. Wang He originally planned to take him away and settle him first, and then use him to threaten Jing Beicheng, but he was intercepted halfway.

Jing Zejun also entered the welfare home because of this.

"When did you know?" Wang He tried to calm himself down, but there was still a hint of resentment in his eyes. This was his son's provocation to his authority.

"When I was young, I heard you make a phone call in the study."

Wang He thought that he was the only one who knew about this, but he never expected that Wang Boqi, who was nine years old at the time, heard him make a phone call and wrote down the whole thing.

Now he still uses this matter to mock him!

Wang Boqi, who looked down and looked down, seemed to stand respectfully, but in fact, the mockery in his eyes did not fade away.

He knew that his father had always disliked him using women as a means, but in Wang Boqi's eyes, that was his weapon, a weapon that could give people a fatal blow.

Once Jing Yi turned against him, the Jing family would be in danger.

Moreover, using a three-year-old girl as a bargaining chip? His father's methods were not fair and aboveboard.

They were really father and son, no different.

"I don't care what method you use. If I don't see any results, I should consider whether your current position in the company is suitable."

Wang He looked up at Wang Boqi with an impatient look, wanting to end the conversation with his son as soon as possible.

"Yes." Wang Boqi said in a low voice, with a slight upward corner of his mouth, a hint of subtle sarcasm.