After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

"Are you going to see Mrs. He?"

In the evening, as soon as Yi Xing opened the door, he heard his wife asking himself.

He handed the suit in his hand to the aunt who came up, and walked in with no expression on his face: "Why don't you turn on the light."

The living room was pitch black, and the huge crystal chandelier looked a little scary in the dark.

Yi Xing turned on the light, and saw his wife sitting in the middle of the sofa, looking straight at him.

Yi Xing couldn't remember exactly how long he hadn't been home, but the last time he saw her, she probably wasn't as thin as this.

He frowned and looked at his wife who had almost become a bone on the sofa: "Why lose weight in the future."

Mrs. Yi's face was in a trance: "Do you still know that I've lost weight?"

Yi Xing looked at her rib-thin chest under the wine-red silk sling and her thin arms propped on the sofa, and said impatiently, "What are you going crazy for?"

Mrs. Yi raised her head in a daze, her long hair was scattered around, and she lost a bit of her delicate and dignified appearance when she was newly married: "I'm crazy? What kind of crazy am I!? The mention of Lingsu means I'm crazy!? Married to a The crazy woman shamed you, didn't she!?"

Yi Xing grabbed her arm waving in mid-air, grabbed a coat from the sofa next to her and put it on her: "Don't catch a cold."

Mrs. Yi became quiet in an instant, she looked very small in Yi Xing's coat: "Mom asked me if I wanted to see Mrs. He."

When Yi Xing heard this name, his face was a little displeased, but under his wife's gaze, he quickly restrained the expression on his face: "If you want to go, I'll go with you."

With that said, he let go of his hand and walked towards the study by himself.

Behind her, Mrs. Yi, whose hands were still in mid-air, lowered her head.

"I am pregnant."

"What?" Yi Xing suddenly turned his head, frowning tightly.

Mrs. Yi lowered her head: "I'm pregnant, ten weeks old."

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He Yan did not return to the ward that day.

It was purely an accident that his married life appeared in the public eye. When the public relations had almost finished handling the accident at the entrance of the show, He Yanhui went to buy porridge by himself.

Grandpa He called him directly to the company.

"What do you think?" He Dong sat behind the large desk, squinting at He Yanhui who was opposite him.

He Yanhui had already gone home and changed his clothes. At this time, like the grandfather opposite, he was dressed in a formal black suit, and he looked very intimidating when his face was cold.

"A person who is going to divorce, show him to the face, what do you think?"

He Yan crossed his legs back, clasped his hands together, and pursed his lips: "The media will always know, I'm covering it up, what are you talking about?"

"You don't hide it when you have this time, why don't you just take someone to go through the formalities?" Director He looked at He Yan's impeccable cold expression, and finally gave up the idea of ​​testing his grandson's mental activities, "You have your own ideas , I'm not good at interfering with you. But on the issue of personal feelings, I hope you are sober. "

He Yan nodded slightly, then got up and buttoned his suit: "I will take care of it myself."

As for how to deal with

Mr. Xiaohe hasn't made up his mind yet.

On the car back, He Yan sat back in the back seat, silently watching the passing street scene outside the window.

After living in the old house for a few days, he moved out to a place closer to his company.It is the top floor of a building facing the street in the city center, with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters, and he lives alone.

The house was fully furnished, and He Yanhui had lived in it for so long, and he didn't add anything to it. It was empty, like a model house with models.

The housekeeping aunt had already left before He Yan came back. When He Yan returned home, the temperature in the house was always a suitable 26 degrees. He took off his coat and suit jacket, and piled them on the back of the sofa.

He Yanhui is a very regular person, the scope of activities at home is the bedroom and the study, and there are hardly any traces of life in the huge living room.

Several staff members and Lu Yun followed behind, and looked at each other with a secretary Wang who came over temporarily to take charge of He Yanhui's work.

——I have never seen such a generous president.

"Come in." He Yan took off his cuffs and put them on the table, took a few bottles of water from the refrigerator next to the sofa and handed them to them, "Tell me."

"It's like this." Secretary Wang took out a thick report from the document in his hand, "This is the divorce agreement updated by the team, and the shareholding ratio for Mr. Ling has increased by [-]% , the real estate under the name of "

"Let's talk about this later." He Yanhui raised his hand and signaled the secretary to change the subject, "What about tomorrow's schedule?"

He Yanhui's business in the UK is still in operation, and most of the people he is used to are in London, and Mr. He's secretarial team is still helping him with the domestic itinerary.

"Tomorrow morning at 06:30 there will be a transoceanic video conference. In the morning it will be He's regular meeting. At noon, there will be a dinner with Mr. Yi of Yixing Technology. In the afternoon," the secretary looked at He Yanhui's gloomy expression, and tried He stopped to report, "Mr. He, is there any problem with the schedule?"

He Yan turned his hands back and played with the cufflinks he put on the table. His slender fingers were well-articulated, and the fingertips glistened because of the crystal in his hand.

He shook his head: "Go on."

Going back to work with He Yan is actually a very worry-free thing - you just need to complete the tasks assigned by Mr. He.

He is a standard authoritarian leader, but his excellent working ability makes it impossible for others to find too many faults in him.

The little assistant held a schedule book and a pen, with an iad under his arm, and quickly recorded the things He Yanhui had arranged.They work very fast, and they have solved most of the schedule in less than half an hour.

When the assistants were packing up and preparing to leave, everyone suddenly heard He Yan say: "You, stay here."

Everyone's footsteps froze, thinking in their hearts that they must not be the unlucky guy who was detained, and turned their heads.

I saw He Yanhui leaning against the back of the sofa with his computer, pointing at the dazed little assistant.

The assistant himself expressed his innocence: "Me me?"

"Yeah." He Yan nodded and pointed to the single sofa opposite, "Sit there."

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The assistant felt very uneasy about being detained by the boss.

The boss is so good-looking that he can't unspokenly rule himself. There are so many supermodels present today, and the super cute Xiao Su is his wife. It is impossible.

But I didn't do anything wrong with my work.

Could it be that I know too much in the hospital today, and I will be arrested and killed

The little assistant sat on the expensive leather sofa of the boss's house in a well-behaved manner as a primary school student, not daring to touch his butt any more, while anxiously waiting for the boss to judge him.

He Yan went back to the computer in front of him, his white and slender hands placed on the dark gray computer like a beautiful frigid wallpaper.

The little assistant who didn't dare to look up thought silently.

"What's the matter with the vlog you mentioned earlier?" After a long time, He Yanhui asked.

"Eh?" The little assistant was already mentally prepared to be trained, but he didn't expect the boss to be so polite when he spoke, "You mean, Xiaosu's vlog?"

When He Yanhui heard such an intimate address, he raised his eyebrows indistinctly: "Yes."

"You can find it by searching online, adaywithlg." The little assistant gestured, and it was difficult to start directly searching for the boss, so he could only try his best to sell Amway, "He has a lot of units, daily life, coffee shop daily life, and more. He Xian"

Having said this, the little assistant's words came to an abrupt end.

"With me?" He Yanhui tilted his head calmly and asked him.

The little assistant rubbed his fingers, only to feel a faint sweat on his forehead: "Yes."

Although the Mr. He in the video is gentle and cute, and he doesn't look at all like the overbearing president in the true sense of the word, but it is indeed him.

"I see, let's go." He Yan turned on the computer again without looking up, but just said when the little assistant was going out, "You can take a day off tomorrow."

The little assistant who was suddenly put on leave happily flew directly into the elevator.

He Yanhui sat alone in the living room, under the only warm light in the huge space, looking at the problems on his computer screen.

Black characters on a white background, bright and shining.

How do you view vlog bloggers hyping up their wealthy husbands?

Previous story summary: A certain vlogger created a sub-channel for her husband. After being in love for less than half a year, she emptied the videos. Today, it was revealed that her husband is the boss of a famous listed company, and they quarreled in public due to their inappropriate relationship.So those vlogs with a lot of income, are they true love or a bargaining chip to keep people before the marriage change?

——It’s been brewing for so long and it’s only now popping up. What a big move. The number of subscribers has doubled.

——But how did I hear that the relationship was not compatible? Today's show directly threw face.

——I have also heard that there is reliable news in the industry that they are preparing for a divorce, and the division of assets has already been done.

——No wonder the video has been deleted so cleanly in the past two days, so I didn't try to keep it.

——Looking at such a pure and kind Bai Lianhua alone, I didn't expect to play such a small trick of abusing fans and solid fans. It's ridiculous that people don't even bother him.

He Yan pointed back on the touch screen with two fingers, and slowly pulled it down.As more and more replies followed, his complexion became darker and darker.

Ling Su also has fans who are speaking for him, but many of them are blocked by the website, basically there is only one with his name left.

Everyone below lamented that Boss Ba is really awesome, with iron-blooded wrists.

But Mr. Ba himself was not happy about this matter. He picked up his mobile phone and directly dialed the person in charge of He's public relations department: "If you understand crisis public relations, it is to pour all the dirty water on another person." if."

"Tomorrow, everyone, go to the HR Office and resign."

He Yan opened the search box and entered his name.

——He Yan back to Lingsu, vlog.