Yu Zhehan looked at Liu Yizhou's expression and told him the whole thing.
After listening, Liu Yizhou pursed his lips.
He didn't know what to take care of or what the mistress was, and everyone else didn't know it himself. In the past few months, he hadn't spent a penny on her at all. That person was extremely stubborn in his bones, and his self-esteem was terrible.
Liu Yizhou couldn't imagine what would happen to such a stubborn person in her bones when something like this happened.
"Sorry, I still have something to do, I'll go back first." Thinking of Ye Shaohua in his heart, Liu Yizhou didn't look at Zhao Yijun, let alone comfort her.
Yu Zhehan caught up with Liu Yizhou and asked, "Yizhou, what are you doing?"
"I..." Liu Yizhou froze for a moment.
"I always thought you were just playing around with Ye Shaohua. Could it be that you really used your affection for her? Are you worthy of Yijun?" Yu Zhehan looked at Liu Yizhou coldly, "If it wasn't for Yijun back then, we would have..."
"I'm sorry," Liu Yizhou pressed his temple, "I'm sorry for Yijun, I admit that I couldn't bear your departure at the time."
**
Under Ye Shaohua's persuasion, Mother Ye did not leave the hospital, but continued to live in the hospital.
When Mr. Zhao arrived, she was holding an old photo in a daze.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, she put the old photos under the pillow in a panic.
Looking up again, she saw Mr. Zhao appearing in front of her. This person who once trampled her self-esteem under her feet, Mother Ye was frightened from the bottom of her heart, "You... why are you here?"
Zhao's mother, who was following Mr. Zhao, looked at the small single room, covered her nose with some disgust, and when she heard what Ye's mother said, she said condescendingly: "Why, Ye Dongxiang, you feel guilty when you see us?"
Mother Ye subconsciously held the quilt in her hand.
Mr. Zhao took a look at her, and then said, "Tell me, what will you do to leave the capital?"
"Leaving the capital?" Mother Ye didn't react.
"Why, do you still want to enter our Zhao family's door?" Zhao Lao's cloudy eyes stared at Mother Ye with strong hatred, "I tell you, it's impossible in this life, and get out of the capital with your daughter quickly, so you don't want to see my granddaughter, okay? Sure enough, the bastard of a low life, our Zhao family doesn't have such a shameless younger generation."
Mother Ye was still in a trance, and when she heard this sentence, she suddenly raised her head, "No Shaohua!"
"How can there be pictures of her being indifferent if there is no news?" Mr. Zhao sneered, "Ye Dongxiang, I won't let you and your daughter destroy our Zhao family and get out of the capital within three days, otherwise, you don't want your affairs to be exposed to everyone's eyes, do you? Your daughter is only an S, but she is still a high-achieving student, not to mention that she has inherited your nature now. Right?!"
Hearing this sentence, the blood on Mother Ye's face faded with a "swipe".
All her unbearableness was exposed to the public at this moment, and all her self-esteem was stepped on the soles of her feet again. She has worked hard for nearly twenty years, but now she is still humble.
The Zhao family stood high in front of her, and she looked surprisingly embarrassed.
After beating Mother Ye hard, Mr. Zhao left with a cane.
Zhao's mother was one step behind the old man, and when he went out, she stepped on high heels and stood in front of her, "Ye Dongxiang, do you think you can step on me by marrying Zhao Yan? You really think too much, now that Zhao Yan is dead, do you think your daughter can be compared to my daughter? Zhao Yan really did something wrong in his previous life to give birth to such a daughter with you. If I were him, you two would have been pissed to death. This look... I think he must have been so angry that he strangled her to death when you gave birth to her, right?"
After finishing speaking, she ignored Ye Mu's pale face and stepped on her high heels to go out.
**
Now that the Internet is so developed, the matter of Ye Shaohua has already been fermented on the Internet, and people will point their noses and scold them when they walk on the road.
Everyone thought she would show up to win sympathy with tears, or something, but she didn't.
Her social account has been maliciously publicized.
Originally, there were only a handful of Weibo fans, but suddenly it rose to more than 30,000, and there is still an upward trend.
These melon-eating people waited for several days before she used her social account to post a sentence - [Qing Zheziqing, tomorrow at ten o'clock, see you live on Weibo.]
Netizens went completely crazy because of this Weibo.
"Hehe, what if this is your debut? See you at ten o'clock, and I'll wait until ten o'clock to see what reason you use to slap yourself in the face."
"Disgusting, is this trying to take advantage of the popularity to hype? You think too much, I will unfollow after watching tomorrow's live broadcast!"
"..."
When this matter was the hottest, it was Fenghua Group, a chaebol standing at the top of Asia, who forwarded her Weibo!
This time, Weibo went viral!
"President Fenghua, are you crazy?!"
Not too many people follow Ye Shaohua, including of course Zhao Yijun who has been paying close attention to all her developments.
"Still broadcasting? Does she think she is a big star?" Yi Xian sneered, "When so many people watch the live broadcast, she still thinks that there are not enough people scolding her?"
"Among the people she associates with are people from Fenghua. The person who runs Weibo from Fenghua's eyes is blurred and still forwarding it," Yu Zhehan said here, with a look of disgust on his face, "He even has a face similar to Yijun's. It's really an insult to Yijun."
Zhao Yijun sighed, "I have seen that person, he is Fenghua's assistant, but this matter cannot be undone by him..."
"With so much evidence, how can she turn around?" Yi Xian looked indifferent.
Hearing this, Zhao Yijun lowered his eyes and showed a mocking and contemptuous smile.