Mrs. Yue's answer was simple. It wasn't that she was very imaginative, but that in her world, she always believed that the scumbag Yue Pengcheng was dead.
"You were so awesome today, especially when you said he was dead."
Mrs. Yue chuckled, "Really?"
"real!"
Mrs. Yue sighed: "It's a pity. Zhang Suya probably can only do this. If she refuses to admit it, the police may not be able to do anything to her?"
Yan Qingsi hugged Mrs. Yue and said with a smile: "No, today is just the beginning for her. Do you think she can maintain the same status in the Helan family in the future?"
The information that Mrs. Yue revealed today was a bomb dropped in Helan Mingde's heart, tons of bombs.
Even if Helan Mingde does not divorce Zhang Suya, her life in the Helan family will definitely be very, very difficult.
No man wants to see his wife cuckolding him.
Mrs. Helan's tragic life has just begun.
…
When he got home in the evening, Yue Tingfeng quickly arranged for someone to get Yue Pengcheng's "death certificate" in country M. Although this kind of thing is illegal, there is nothing impossible as long as you are willing to spend more money abroad. .
Yue Pengcheng is not an important person. He has not gained much fame in thirty years abroad. Even if such a man becomes the heir of the Yue family, he will only destroy the Yue family.
Yue Tingfeng returned to the M country and bought a cemetery overnight and erected a tombstone for Yue Pengcheng in the middle of the night.
Since he wants to do it, he must do the whole thing. He wants to "death" Yue Pengcheng. Even if you are alive, you are dead. You are a person who does not exist in this world.
No matter where you go, no one will acknowledge you.
After doing this, Yue Tingfeng was still uneasy and called Jiang Lai again.
"Jiang Lai, go find Ding Fu, find her before the police find her, and ask her to shut her mouth..."
"But what if Ding Fu disagrees? After all, she has been with Yue Pengcheng for thirty years."
"Don't worry, she will definitely agree and be very willing... She is eager for you to go to her."
"Okay, I understand boss."
After Yue Tingfeng finished his work, he returned to the bedroom. Yan Qingsi had already fallen asleep. He put on his pajamas and lay down, holding her in his arms. The empty arms were filled instantly.
Suddenly I remembered a sentence, my arms are born for you.
Yue Tingfeng felt that this was true.
The night was quiet, and the temperature in the house was set at 26 degrees, which was just right, neither too cold nor too hot.
In the middle of the night, it began to rain lightly outside. The rain beat against the windows rhythmically, and the people inside the house fell into a deeper sleep.
…
At the same time, in the hospital, two people stood in front of the ward door.
"Chairman, I'll leave first."
Helan Mingde nodded: "Go ahead. Don't let anyone know about this. Tell me as soon as the results come out."
"Okay! If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
"Wait a minute, let's go tell Shufen and her son to be brought home."
Helan Mingde's secretary was stunned. Is the chairman going to take the mistress and the illegitimate child home? This this…
"Chairman, this seems... not good, right? Madam, she..."
Before he finished speaking, Helan Mingde's cold eyes looked over, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to say the next words and kept his mouth shut.