One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

He's old house.

He Jinhong knelt straight at the gate, the scorching sun above his head causing a layer of sweat to form on his forehead.

In the old house, with the cool breeze blowing, Fang Peiqing knelt in front of Mr. He and burst into tears.

"Dad, all this has nothing to do with Jinhong. It's me. I did something because I wanted him to return from the branch to the head office. He doesn't know anything, and we have no conspiracy!"

Mr. He looked at Fang Peiqing with a cold face and said sternly: "It's because of a mother like you that the boss is like this! If Peiyun was still alive, she would never do this, and neither would Jinhong!" "

Fang Peiqing lowered her head and cried, but there was a trace of hatred in her eyes.

"Dad, please, Jinhong is your eldest grandson after all. You love him the most. He was implicated in this matter. It's all my fault. You can punish me however you want. Please don't withdraw." took his job."

Mr. He said angrily: "I want to punish you! Since when did Mingsheng let you dictate what happened? Was it you who arranged the reporter for yesterday's hot topic? You think it was done so perfectly that my second son and I couldn't find out. Yet?"

Fang Peiqing turned pale and hesitated, speechless.

Upon hearing this, He Zhanting grabbed Fang Peiqing's arm and asked angrily: "Did you find the reporter who secretly photographed Jinnan? You are really promising!" After scolding her, he gave her a hard shrug.

Fang Peiqing got up crying. This was the truth. She couldn't explain anything, let alone lie.

"Also, have you been involved in the matter of the fourth son of the Wu family?" Mr. He shouted angrily again, "I once told Jinhong not to play with the four boys of the Wu family. We have to cooperate in this shipping matter. You were the one who pulled the strings, right? Tell me, what was your intention when you took a roundabout way and asked your second son to go to the S Strait? "

Fang Peiqing shivered again, and her pale face became even paler.

Regarding the shipping matter, she never showed up from beginning to end, and the boss was always in charge.On the face of it, the eldest brother mentioned this matter to his second son because he was begging for help from his friends and to give face to his friends. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. Whether it succeeded or not was all He Jinnan's decision.

But secretly, Fang Peiqing was indeed thoughtful and prepared, just waiting for He Jinnan to come to S Strait.

"Tell me, how much money did you give the Wu family? Did they cooperate with you in this play?"

Mr. He picked up the tea bowl in front of him and threw it in front of her. The hot tea splashed on the floor and on her leg.

He Zhanting frowned, thought for a moment, then pulled Fang Peiqing's arm hard, and asked coldly: "I remember, the Wu family's third nephew's wife is your friend, right?"

Fang Peiqing was so frightened and frightened that she could only cry and could not say anything.

"Jinnan is also my son. Over the years, I have never said anything about how you treat him. After all, I am in the wrong. But now, you actually want his life? You vicious woman, I was I spoil you so much!" He Zhanting raised his hand angrily and gave her a loud slap in the face.

Fang Peiqing covered her face, her eyes full of anger. She didn't dare to challenge the old man, but she was not afraid of He Zhanting.

"Do you still know that you are in the wrong? What's wrong with me treating He Jinnan badly? He wasn't born by me, and he has no blood relationship with me. It's good that I didn't strangle him to death when he was a child. Do you still expect me to be nice to him?"

"He Zhanting, I gave you a pair of children and raised Jinhong, and you treat me like this? Beat me whenever you want? In your heart, I'm still not as good as that little vixen, right?"

He Zhanting's hands trembled in anger, because he couldn't say much in front of his father, so he pointed at her and said, "I'll settle the score with you later!"

"Shut up, everyone!" Mr. He shouted angrily, his voice loud and majestic.

He looked at Fang Peiqing who had stopped crying due to anger on the ground, and said, "The He family can't tolerate you, and Jinhong needs you too. You two, don't stay in Haicheng. Go back to Fucheng."

"Dad, I won't leave. I was wrong. Give me and Jinhong a chance." Fang Peiqing begged crying when she saw that she was about to be kicked out of the He family.She couldn't leave. Once she left, she would never be able to come back, and she would become a laughing stock in the circle.

Mr. He waved his hand impatiently, and two bodyguards immediately came in and were taken away by Fang Peiqing.

He Zhanting didn't expect that the old man would drive away Fang Peiqing as well. After the couple's fight, he still softened his heart and said tentatively: "Dad, Peiqing was confused for a moment -"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. He flew over with a dagger, stopping him from saying any more.He knew that once the old man made a decision, it would be useless for anyone to say anything.

When He Jinnan came in, he happened to see Fang Peiqing being carried away. He frowned slightly and watched as his mother was carried upstairs.

"Grandpa." He walked into the living room and called, then looked at He Zhanting and called "Dad".

Mr. He stood up from the sofa and said to him: "Come to the study with me."

"Yes." He Jinnan followed his grandfather upstairs.

He Zhanting sighed, got up and went outside.

"Jinhong."

It was noon. He Jinhong had been exhausted from kneeling in the morning. He was hunched over and listless.

Hearing his father's voice, he slowly raised his head and said hoarsely: "Dad, has grandpa forgive me?"

He Zhanting felt sorry for his son, holding his shoulders and asking him to get up, "Jinhong, go in and have a drink of water first."

"Dad, I don't even know what mom did." He Jinhong said aggrievedly and sadly.

He Zhanting bent down to look at his son and gave a wry smile, "Jinhong, your mother has worked hard for you, all for your own good. At this time, do you want to remove yourself? Do you think grandpa is really old and confused? What if Without your acquiescence, would your mother become more and more bold?"

He Jinhong's expression froze, but he still said stiffly: "Dad, Mom, she just wants me to go back to the head office."

"I'm too lazy to listen to those little tricks you do secretly." Seeing his son acting like this, He Zhanting lost his desire to teach him and just said: "Stop kneeling, grandpa has already told you to take your mother back to Fucheng." Go. You go back and pack your things first. Someone will take you there in the afternoon."

He Jinhong was stunned, but only for a moment, and his face suddenly filled with anger!

He stood up slowly with his hands on the ground. He had been kneeling for so long that his legs were numb and his body was trembling.

He Zhanting looked on, "Boss, listen to dad's advice. It may not sound good, but it's for your own good. Stop fighting with the second brother. If you can't fight, grandpa is destined to choose him as his successor."

"Dad," He Jinhong stood up straight and sneered, his eyes like a poisoned cobra, "I don't believe it, I can't fight him!"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the house, saying: "I want to find grandpa. I can't go to Fucheng anymore. Grandpa can't be deceived by his second son anymore. I am his favorite grandson!"