The president’s wife’s vest is crazy

"Mr. Shen, time is limited. Someone reported that you participated in planning to kidnap Shen Qinghe and cause a car accident. Do you have anything to explain to us?"

Officer Fu stepped forward to ask.

"False accusations! They're all false accusations! I didn't!" Shen An struggled to spit out a few words.

"We have caught the murderer, and they accuse you of being the murderer." Officer Fu continued.

Shen An swallowed, "I didn't! How could I kill my own daughter? It's all a frame-up! You can go check it out, I didn't do it!"

Just as they finished speaking, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Shen An! I want to see my son! Shen An!" Old Mrs. Shen was making a fuss outside.

Shen Qinghe let go of Shen An's hand and walked out to open the door, "Shen An is inside. I don't want him to die. Please be quiet!"

When Mrs. Shen saw Shen Qinghe, she rushed towards him like crazy.

"Damn girl! It's all you, the broom star! If there is anything wrong with my son, I will kill you!"

Qi Yanjing stood up to defend Shen Qinghe, "She is the only one in the whole hospital who can treat your son. If you take his life, your son will have to wait for death!"

Old Mrs. Shen stopped and showed a disdainful attitude, "Shen Qinghe, you are really capable. Just like your mother, you are a vixen and hook up with other men! Shameless!"

"Old Mrs. Shen, I advise you to take back what you just said. Shen's stock price has plummeted. If I remember correctly, this is the third crisis.

Guess the market still has some trust in you. At this time, I can acquire Shen with just one order! Want to try it? "

Yu Xiuyan stood up and glared at Mrs. Shen.

"You..." Old Mrs. Shen was so angry that she couldn't speak, "Shen Qinghe, you'd better treat your father well, or I will sue you for murder and patricide!"

Officer Fu said, "Mrs. Shen, only Miss Shen can get close to Shen An here. No one else is qualified to see him until the case is investigated clearly. You go back."

Mrs. Shen was relieved to see that her son was safe through the glass.

"I'll be here to guard you, Shen Qinghe. If you dare to have any murderous intentions towards your father, I want you to look good!" Old Mrs. Shen turned around and sat on the bench with a arrogant attitude.

"what ever!"

Shen Qinghe went into the room and pulled out the needle from Shen An's body, and came out and said to Qi Yanjing, "It can only relieve the symptoms. I need to go back to prepare the medicine. You should arrange lung surgery for him as soon as possible.

Early stage lung cancer cannot be delayed. "

Hearing this, Mrs. Shen almost fainted from fright.

Before leaving, Shen Qinghe said, "Old Mrs. Shen, I advise you to think clearly whether your son's life is more important or the secret you have worked so hard to protect."

Shen Qinghe walked away in a hurry.

After working hard all day and night, Shen Qinghe finally prepared a prescription for Shen An to use.

Shen An's surgery was successful, and Shen Qinghe stayed there all night to make sure there was nothing wrong before he felt relieved.

"Sister, you don't hate dad anymore?" Shen Yi came over after seeing the news yesterday.

Shen Qinghe pursed his lips and said nothing.

She is very conflicted now and doesn't know what attitude to take towards Shen An. After all, he abandoned her and she made her mother suffer.

Forgiveness was a word she could never say.

"I don't know, maybe when my mother comes back alive, I can truly be freed." Shen Qinghe murmured, looking at the hospital bed.

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Hua Chunmei's trial was temporarily put on hold due to Shen An's illness, while Fang Yunyao's wedding attracted everyone's attention.

Beijing Royal Hotel.

Fang Yunyao wore a pink butterfly skirt, looking like a princess in a castle.

The pink pearl necklace on her thin collarbone looked very dazzling under the light, and a pair of silver high heels on her feet perfectly set off her figure.

Wearing a white veil draped over her shoulders, she stood in front of the mirror with satisfaction and said to herself, "Fang Yunyao, you are finally not a fake daughter."

She picked up her phone and took a photo, posted it on Weibo, and added the text: Getting married, I will be happy.

There was a burst of sarcasm below.

"Your father is about to go to jail and is still hospitalized. Don't you have any heart?"

"It's crazy to want to marry a wealthy family!"

"No wealthy family would want a daughter-in-law like this. I think her life will be miserable in the future!"

"..."

Fang Yunyao responded, "Take care of yourself, I will definitely be very happy, don't slap me in the face when the time comes!"

She didn't care about those taunting words. She thought they were all jealous of her. After all, wealthy families were not just for everyone.

"Fang Yunyao! What are you doing? Who asked you to post on Weibo? Don't you know to discuss it with me?" Mrs. Zhou was furious.

The sight of this woman made her sick.

"Mom, you scared my baby." Fang Yunyao protects her belly aggrievedly.

"Baby?"

Mrs. Zhou's eyes were startled.

"Are you pregnant?" Zhou Bingyan had never told her about this.

Fang Yunyao nodded, "Well, the doctor said it's a boy."

Mrs. Zhou sneered, "Fang Yunyao, you are lucky to be pregnant with my son's child. Take good care of her and wait until you give birth to the child."

When she gives birth to a child, Fang Yunyao is not worthy of entering the Zhou family!

"Hurry up, the wedding is about to begin!"

Mrs. Zhou urged, still not looking good.

Fang Yunyao nodded, the Zhou family will be hers sooner or later!

Outside, there were a lot of guests and friends. Most of them had heard that the bride was Fang Yunyao and came to watch the fun. After all, the only thing that wealthy families compete with is their daughter-in-law.

Shen Qinghe, Mrs. Wu, and Shen Yi sat at the last table.

"Qing He, everything is ready, get ready to watch the show!" Lin Xiao came over and sat down.

Shen Qinghe and Mrs. Wu looked at each other meaningfully.

"Qinghe, what are you doing?" Old Mrs. Yu asked, tilting her head out of curiosity.

Mrs. Wu always felt that her daughter was not dead, so she naturally did not blame Mrs. Yu for this incident. The two old ladies whispered to each other for a long time.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Yu was furious.

She would never admit that the child in Fang Yunyao's belly was from the Yu family!

"In-laws, don't be excited. You don't need to tell me. Some people are more excited than you." Old Mrs. Wu raised her eyelids shrewdly and looked at the table opposite.

Yu Changan sat next to him with his wife and daughter, his eyes drifting over unconsciously, showing a proud look.

"Evil!" Mrs. Yu sat down holding the fire.

The wedding march played, and Fang Yunyao walked out to the music, her movements cautious.

Zhou Bingyan stood at the other end, watching her walking indifferently, with an indifferent attitude.

The music slowly stopped and Fang Yunyao stood in the middle of the stage. The host said, "First of all, we wish the newlyweds to enter the palace of marriage."

The host took the lead in applauding.

There was a round of applause.

Yu Zi's cell phone rang. She looked down and saw a pile of photos with a string of text.

"Miss Yu, this is the photo I took of Fang Yunyao's lover."

Yu Zi clicked on the photo excitedly, with a sinister expression.

The man in the photo turned out to be her father!

There are dozens of kissing photos and bed photos.

Yu Zi's thin palms clutched the tablecloth tightly, wishing she could tear down the factory immediately.

She suppressed her anger and told herself to calm down.

The people here are all wealthy and prominent families in the capital. If she exposes this matter, I don’t know how many people will laugh at her.

She cast an angry gaze at the stage, closed her eyes, and forced a smile.

The host continued, "Miss Fang, what do you want to say on this special day?"

He handed the microphone to Fang Yunyao.

Fang Yunyao took the phone with tears in her eyes, "I..."

She paused, pretended to be excited and said, "I will be happy, right, Bing Yan?"

Zhou Bingyan had a straight face, nodded, and said nothing.

suddenly!

The big screen behind Fang Yunyao lit up, and many unsightly photos were played one after another, and music started playing.

"For the pain of all the persistence of love, for the pain of all the persistence of love, I can no longer distinguish between love and hate. Is this it..."