Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye chased all the way to Dongcheng Hospital, and then caught up with the running boy outside the operating room. She rested her hands on her knees, panting.

"What did you say? Say it again? I don't believe it!" the embarrassed teenager roared, "Impossible, my grandma couldn't have pulled out the oxygen mask by herself! She was fine when I left last night. No, what did you tell her, right?!"

   "What nonsense are you talking about, the security guard? Don't drag him away!" The middle-aged man who was grabbed by his collar was full of anger.

The two security guards dragged Ye Chen from left to right. Ye Chen's eyes were crimson, like a small beast that had lost its support, struggling with anger and despair, "You devil! For the land of Caojiaxiang, you are madly looking for someone to run into it. Injuring my grandma and killing her alive. God sees your diabolical behavior, and you will be punished! I will definitely expose your true colors in front of everyone!"

   "This relative, please calm down. Don't make any noise, this is the hospital." The doctors and nurses hurried over.

  Han Xiaoye was shocked.

She finally remembered where she had heard of Caojiaxiang. Some time ago, the TV news bombarded indiscriminately with reports that the Han Group bought the land of Caojiaxiang in Dongcheng and plans to build a new global center there. ?

A little guilty conscience flashed across the elite-looking middle-aged man's face, but soon his face tensed up and his triangular eyes sullen, "This is a society ruled by law, and everything must be evidenced. Seeing that your grandmother just passed away For the sake of it, forget it this time. Next time I hear you crawling around, be careful I sue you for slander!"

   "You murderer! I want to say, if you have the ability, you will kill me too!" Ye Chen was sweating, if it wasn't for the two big men's security guards holding him down, he would have rushed over.

   "Little bastard, don't be shameless!"

   The man was a little angry when he was scolded, he raised his hand and was about to fight!

Han Xiaoye rushed in front of Ye Chen, raised his face, raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, full of arrogance, "Yo, what is Manager Lu doing? If you didn't pay back a single sip of a society ruled by law, how could it be done in a blink of an eye? If you beat someone, aren't you afraid of being convicted of intentional injury?"

   Seeing who was coming, Lu Libiao paused. If it was left in the past, of course he would not be afraid of this second lady who was kicked out of the house by the Han family. However... the rumors he heard some time ago floated in his mind, and he withdrew his hand unwillingly. Although her relationship with that person is still unclear, it is always right to be cautious.

"Humph!"

  Lu Libiao glanced at Ye Chen gloomily, and said the next sentence.

   "You're lucky."

   Then he hurried away without looking at Han Xiaoye. The two security guards also released Ye Chen's hand, who was pressing Ye Chen, and followed.

  Han Xiaoye stepped forward to support him, "Hey, are you alright?"

   Marven Ye glanced at her with bloodshot eyes, panting heavily without saying a word. He pushed her support away. Staggering to the front of the cart covered with white cloth, it seemed that he mustered up his courage before shaking his hands and lifted the cloth above. The weather-beaten old man slept peacefully on it, not knowing what good things came to his mind before his death, the old man still had a smile on his mouth.

   "Grandma..."

   Ye Chen's tears fell down, his forehead resting on the old man's forehead.

"Why are you so stupid, why did you unplug the oxygen tube. Those people must have told you that the operation cost a lot of money, and you did something stupid in order not to hurt me, right? But grandma, I have only you. , only you..."

   The boy's voice was choked, as if he was enduring great pain.

  Han Xiaoye stood there, heartbroken, extremely uncomfortable.

  Han Chengming, Han Chengming again!

   She bit her lip!

   suddenly turned around and ran out like a fly.

  …

   President Office of Han's Real Estate Group.

   After the assistant secretary answered a call, he knocked on the door of the president's office with a strange expression.

"What's up?"

   The man sitting on the leather sofa raised his head, just looking at his face, he seemed to be in his early thirties. Although he can't compare to Fu Zhiyan's natural nobleman, he also has a refined and gentle temperament. It's just the dark circles under his eyelids, which made his gentleness tucked into a ruthless viciousness.

   is the self-made CEO Han Chengming who is talked about by everyone in the real estate circle of Ruishi.

  The secretary lowered his head and dared not look at him, and whispered, "Just now the information desk downstairs called. Miss Han Xiaoye Han said that she had a private agreement with you. She said that she would inform you, and you will know."

  Han Chengming narrowed his eyes, the curvature of the corner of his mouth pulled down. Obviously displeased, but he still put away the file and said in a somber voice, "Bring her up."

  …

  Han Xiaoye has not set foot in this place for three years. Once, this was her second home. On weekdays, as long as she was okay after school, her mother would bring her here to play. Whether it is the large sofa for meeting guests or the crystal nameplate on the desk, they were all her toys.

   In a place that is so familiar, she has the feeling that things are different.

   "Mr. Han, someone brought it."

   "Go out and close the door by the way."

"Yes."

  The secretary withdrew and respectfully helped them close the door of the office.

  Han Chengming leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and placed his hands on the desk staggered. Looking coldly at the girl who came in, "What are you looking for?"

  Han Xiaoye came back to his senses and restrained the memories in his eyes. With a bang, he propped himself on his desk, and said, "You did the car accident of Grandma Ye Chen, right?"

  Han Chengming suddenly turned cold and frowned, "Han Xiaoye, is this the attitude you should have when talking to me?!"

"Attitude? What attitude should I have? President Han, who do you think you are mine?" Han Xiaoye pushed him back, "I'm here today, I just want to ask you, is that grandma Ye Chen's car accident? Is it about you?"

  Han Chengming avoided answering, "Who is talking nonsense in your ear, and actually encouraged you to come and question me?"

  Han Xiaoye looked directly into his eyes and repeated stubbornly, "Yes, or not?"

  Han Chengming's eyebrows wrinkled, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious. But instead of freaking out, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, "So what? What about no?"

   "That's it."

  Han Xiaoye laughed lightly, sarcastically.

"As expected, Mr. Han did everything for money. The pregnant girlfriend who was able to abandon her for money turned around and married my mother, and she has been a good father for fifteen years for money, and she can slander herself for money. My daughter. Now, for the sake of money, is it impossible to do some shameful deeds?"