"Do you want to divorce us? You think too much." Han Yiming is still a very old man. He hasn't seen any tactics in the mall. How can this trick of divorce be so easily succeeded
Zheng Hai spread his hands. He didn't know what to say, so he said sincerely: "You think we don't even have an intersection with you? How many intersections between our businesses, right? Our two companies are not even considered Real opponent, why do you bother?"
Han Yiming's heart has ups and downs, but in this kind of scene, he can't let go of his dignity.
"Daughter, let's go." Han Yiming got up and walked out, pushing his daughter's wheelchair.
"Mr. Han, be careful on the road." Zheng Hai knew that the goal had been reached, and it was useless to say more.
On the way.
"Dad, you know that Mr. Zheng said that he was really hungry, right? I actually felt it a long time ago." The woman said, tears in her eyes.
This is the end of the matter. Zhao Liang has been a son-in-law for so many years, and he is old again, and his daughter is like this. What should he do
Han Yiming's heart is really very contradictory, can he still take back his rights now? Can you still hold the son-in-law
What does the daughter think
This road is as long as a century.
"Daughter, what do you think?" Han Yiming asked.
"I loved him, loved him." The woman cried, and started crying, she knew that everything was irreversible.
Han Yiming needs to be rational after all.
"Daughter, do you remember how Dad got sick?" Han Yiming asked suddenly.
A hint of fear flashed across the daughter's face.
"Hey." Han Yiming sighed, now he has no choice.
Zhao Liang's life is really difficult. This year's economic winter, his company was okay. In the face of forced competition with Qin Bing, it has repeatedly failed, and the internal opinions on him are also great.
In addition, the company's operations have become more sluggish, and the company's atmosphere has become even worse.
These days, he faintly felt some changes, and soon this change became more and more obvious.
Until one night, he went home and called Han Yiming again.
Murderous intent appeared in Zhao Liang's eyes, and he clenched his fists.
"Dad?" Zhao Liang called out suddenly.
Han Yiming was so scared that his cell phone dropped.
Two people, you look at me and I look at you. The scene at the time was really deadly.
Han Yiming was in a cold sweat at the time.
Had it not been for the appearance of her daughter, I really didn't know what would happen at that time.
Soon, voices against Zhao Liang appeared within the company. Various rumors about Zhao Liang also spread within the company.
At this time, Zhao Liang realized that he hadn't controlled people's hearts and couldn't control it.
That day, Zhao Liang went home, cooks himself, and accompanies his father-in-law and daughter to drink.
But after the meal, Han Yiming and his wife fainted.
Zhao Liang tied him up.
When Han Yiming and his wife woke up, they found that they had been tied up in the basement.
"Ah! Zhao Liang, you?" Han Yiming was nervous at first, but he was even more nervous this time.
"Father-in-law, let's open the skylight and talk brightly." Zhao Liang took a stool and sat in front of him.
"Transfer all the property to my name, and revise the will at the same time and leave it to me." Zhao Liang said coldly.
Han Yiming's heart is dripping blood: "Our family treats you so well, so do you repay us?"
"Hehe. Marrying your disabled daughter, how come you are good to me? It is me who is good to you." Zhao Liang said with a smile, the way he laughed was terrifying.
"Have you ever loved me?" the wife asked.
"Love you? Disabled? It's just what I disguised for your property." Zhao Liang said truthfully: "In my heart, I wish you all died sooner. I am so legally inherited, but you are immortal."
"It's a pity, you didn't kill me, you gave me chronic medicine, right?" Han Yiming had expected it, but he really didn't expect his son-in-law to do such a bad hand on him.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Zhao Liang's request is simple, that is money, money.
"If you don't give money, just stay here, stay here forever." Zhao Liang left after speaking.
The night in the villa was silent and dark.
The two father and daughter in the basement fell so desperately.
This is three days. Zhao Liang imprisoned them for three days.
Han Yiming compromised, he couldn't watch his daughter die.
"You let my daughter go, and you call my lawyer here." Han Yiming said.
Zhao Liang is not a gas-saving lamp. He put the contract and said: "My documents are all solidified, only you are left to sign and draw."
"Then you must let me go, otherwise I can't sign and draw." Han Yiming said.
This is the truth.
What is Zhao Liang afraid of this old man who has been hungry for three days
But apparently he muttered about survival and fatherly love. As soon as the rope was untied, Han Yiming rushed over.
Suddenly the two people scrambled on the ground.
"Dad? Dad!" his wife called.
No matter how strong Han Yiming's desire to survive, Zhao Liang is also a savage and strong man.
Han Yiming is down!
"I'm grass!" Zhao Liang cursed angrily, and poked at Han Yiming on the ground.
"Dad, Dad." The wife cried and cried.
Zhao Liang took the document, took the pen, and said, "You don't sign? Then your daughter is dead."
Zhao Liang threatened.
This threat is really useful, and fatherly love is great.
Han Yiming's head was bloody, he signed and pressed his fingerprint.
Zhao Liang held the file and smiled grimly: "Haha, haha, haha."
The laughter was swimming in the basement, like a wandering soul, like a devil.
"Finally it belongs to me, it belongs to me." Zhao Liang shouted.
At this moment, a voice came from outside, as if someone had broken in.
"Help."
"Help."
Both Han Yiming and her daughter yelled loudly at the same time.
Zhao Liang felt someone walking into the basement. He picked up the wooden stick beside him, turned off the light, and hid behind the door.
The door of the basement opened, and a figure came in.
Zhao Liang didn't think much from behind, he smashed a stick, and the figure fell to the ground instantly.
Zhao Liang has lost his sense of the devil.
He turned on the light and looked at the dead body on the ground, the blood stained the ground.
The woman walking there was Zhao Min.
"Sister? No, no, no, no!" Zhao Liang's inner world collapsed at this moment.
"No, no." Zhao Liang never dreamed that it would be his own sister Zhao Min who would come in, and he would kill the sister himself.
"No, no." Zhao Liang's pupils shrank sharply.
"Ha, retribution, retribution, haha." Han Yiming shouted like crazy.
Zhao Liang looked at Zhao Min, who was full of blood on the ground. At this moment, his heart ached, regretted, and regretted greatly. His hands trembled: "No...no..."
Pain, endless pain, like Lei Zhenjun, he collapsed and went crazy!