The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Professor Xue didn't understand where this hostility came from. Seeing that Qingli didn't mean to refuse, he didn't know what to say.

Of course, Qing Li couldn't refuse. After all, she still had the identity of Mrs. He, not to mention that she had a confrontation with He Jiangyu just yesterday, and she ended up with a tragic defeat.

She and Yan Rujun shared a car, but they didn't have anything in common. Oh, maybe they did, but neither one wanted to speak.

Yan Rujun had complicated feelings towards Qing Li and didn't know how to communicate with her, while Qing Li didn't want to talk at all.

The low-key LX570 parked at the entrance of the manor. Qingli got out of the car and politely said thank you before going in.

Yan Rujun responded in silence, watching her back disappear from sight, and then slowly exhaled.

"You guys came back together?" Dean He followed closely and returned home.

Yan Rujun nodded and told everything about tonight's dinner.

Dean He was greatly surprised.

His wife is mainly responsible for the administrative aspects of Fufeng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, so it can be said that except for the final decision-making power, she is responsible for all major matters of Fufeng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Women who hold real power always have their eyes high above their heads and would actually do things like stalking.

Yan Rujun also felt that she was a little strange, but when she saw Jiang Qingli getting into another man's car, she felt the need to go.

Maybe it's because she also wants to hear about the topic.

Yan Rujun didn't think deeply about it.

Dean He saw his wife looking worried and decided to ask Vice Dean Shen tomorrow.

There were topics coming up from time to time, and every time people from the Huayan Institute joined in, it was an important topic, and he would pay attention to it. However, this time because there were many things going on, and his wife was leading the team at Fufeng, he did not ask questions frequently in order to avoid suspicion.

When Dean He walked in, he saw Mr. He sitting in the huge living room, turning to watch Yan Rujun go upstairs.

"What's going on?" Mr. He glared at Dean He.

Yan Rujun looked like he was catching someone in bed, so it was definitely his son's problem.

Their family came from a scholarly family, and things like raising children outside the home and having illegitimate children were the most taboo. It was simply insulting to the family tradition.

Dean He was confused by the question.

When Mr. He saw this, he even thought so. He stepped forward and slapped him on the head, "Your daughter is already twenty-seven, and you are fifty, why are you still messing around!"

Dean He was completely stunned.

This is nothing!

He was the director of a tertiary hospital, a very influential person in the medical field, and his words had great influence. At this moment, his father pointed at his nose and beat him and scolded him.

I don’t even know the reason!

"What are you doing!"

Dean He didn't dare to fight back, so he could only stand farther away, because Mr. He raised his hand again.

The fight is not over yet?

Mr. He pointed to the upstairs, "Don't do anything that will make me sorry for Xiaojun. I am a very good wife, cherish her!"

He looked at the time while cursing, and walked to the elevator after cursing.

He has to go back and watch the live broadcast.

Dean He was left in a mess in the living room.

He was angry and funny. What was this? What had he done to disgrace Xiaojun?

……

When Qing Li passed by He Jiangyu's room, his feet felt like stepping on hot wheels, and he wanted to take a step ten meters away.

Qing Li had been feeling sleepy all day, and Qing Li felt a little down on energy for the live broadcast in the evening.

This point was keenly captured by He Qingqing, He Lao and others.

He Qingqing was just thinking about giving a generous reward like last time to feel relieved, but she remembered that the money returned to the account the same way the next day, and her shoulders slumped again.

As expected of Master Yuyan, just like her grandfather said, she looks down on these external things. The reason why she broadcasts live is to promote traditional Chinese culture.

Because of this idea, Mr. He and others never offered rewards, for fear that the smell of copper would tarnish the master.

If Qing Li knew about this, he would faint in the toilet from crying.

Although she is not a miser, who doesn't love money? No matter when, a woman will be confident if she has money.

The reason why she returned it to He Qingqing was because she knew that He Qingqing was still a minor. Even if she said she earned the money, it would not work.

Qingqing my heart: [Master Yuyan, are you in a bad mood today? 】

The plain hands on the screen paused, and a voice came.

[Sorry, there is something going on at home, and my emotions are brought here. 】

Qingqing my heart: [If Master Yuyan is willing to say it, I am willing to be an emotional trash can! 】

A gentle chuckle came.

[Thank you, Qingqing. I'm fine. I will adjust it as soon as possible. 】

The pen in her hand didn't stop, and she didn't say much, let alone gain sympathy.

Every time she was called 'Qingqing', He Qingqing couldn't help but feel happy, as if Master Yuyan was calling her by her real name.

After thinking about it, she found her grandpa's room. Although her grandpa thought it was noisy for her to watch the live broadcast and refused to watch it with her, she still came because it was about Master Yuyan.

"Grandpa, something must have happened to Master Yuyan. You see, she has never been so low."

Of course Mr. He could hear it, but if Master Yuyan didn't tell him, what could he do?

"We can't interfere too much with Master Yuyan's private life. She may be bored. You see, she never shows her face." Mr. He said.

He Qingqing stamped her feet, "Even if you don't give a reward, we can help her attract traffic. Didn't Grandpa always say that we should promote Chinese culture? Master Yuyan personally appears in such a good opportunity, do you just watch it for yourselves?"

Seeing that Mr. He was silent, He Qingqing stamped her foot again, "Grandpa is a fake fan!"

Mr. He:......

Seeing He Qingqing running away, He Lao laughed and scolded her for being a frivolous girl.

But Qingqing girl is right, Master Yuyan tried his best to show traditional culture to everyone, but they just sit and watch dumbly every day, only satisfying their own selfish desires, but not doing their best in this regard.

Promoting is not an empty talk, it must be truly implemented.

Master Yuyan is doing it down-to-earth, but they just talk about it every day.

Mr. He had thoughts swirling in his mind, and then discussed the matter with a few old guys. After the discussion, he asked the housekeeper to call He Qingqing.

Mr. He didn't know how to deal with traffic, but He Qingqing must know.

At the same time, the ancestor of the Xie family called over the grandson of the overlord who had just finished the meeting.

Mr. Xie Ba rushed over with a solemn expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his ancestor sitting there and fiddling with the computer.

"Grandpa, what do you want from me?"

At half past nine, the old man is usually already asleep, but to find him at this time must be a big deal.

The ancestor waved to him, then patted the seat next to him, "Sit down."

Mr. Xie Ba paused and frowned involuntarily.

As the heir to the Xie family, while he had high hopes, he was treated harshly since he was a child. Neither his grandfather nor his father had ever been kind to him.

Usually such an affable attitude appears when one is about to die.

"Grandpa, you..."

Mr. Xie Ba's heart sank slightly. Although they were strict, they really loved him and he didn't want anything to happen to his grandpa from the bottom of his heart.