Chapter 512

udao Hall, a Rolls-Royce just stopped, and the children of Longmen opened the door respectfully, waiting for Wang Huaqing to get on the bus.at this time, Ye Hao's figure appeared, and he went directly...Chapter 512

waited for about half an hour before Ye Hao pushed the door and came in, carrying some meat dishes and said, "Mom and Dad, I just passed by the vegetable market and found something on sale. Let's have a big meal tonight."

Zheng Maner smiled and said, "good!"

while Tang Ling and Zheng Jun have strange eyes, the way they look at Ye Hao is no longer a kind of disgust and helplessness.

what's more, it's an absolute disappointment. There are some things they don't want to talk about.

Zheng Maner doesn't want a divorce, so just let her go. They gave up anyway. 33 novel Network

at this time, their minds have been focused on Zheng Xiaoxuan's body.

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the next day, Zheng Maner was going to work in the company, and Ye Hao went out with him.

before leaving, Tang Ling said, "Man, it's National Day holiday in two days. Your sister has just come to the school here, and she lives in a boarding school. I don't know if she's used to it."

"you will be responsible for picking her up at home."

Tang Ling has completely figured it out now that since the eldest daughter is useless, she should cultivate the younger one.

as long as you can raise your little girl, you must transfer a rich son-in-law this time.

"got it, Mom." Zheng Maner nodded slightly.

as a matter of fact, she is having a very bad time these days.

Zheng's business is now being carried out in Yangcheng, and the location of the company's building has been completed.

people from the Tianri Group come to inspect it from time to time, and each time they have a very good attitude, representing Ye Shizi's concern and affirmation.

in this case, Zheng Maner is more marginalized.

Father Zheng originally planned to arrange a spare job for her, but now he simply asked her to work in the company's logistics department.

this department sounds good, but in fact it means doing nothing all day, without money and no right.

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but Zheng Maner does not argue, because she knows that it is useless to argue in this case, just bear it silently.

Ye Hao saw all this in the eye, and he didn't say anything, as if he were heartless.

but he does follow Zheng Maner early in the morning and come home late every day to pick her up and take her to and from work, while Ye Hao often disappears in the middle.

Zheng Maner didn't ask any more questions, just like what Ye Hao did, it had nothing to do with her.

both sides have fallen into a state of semi-cold war.

in fact, this is more hurtful than quarrelling.

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A few days later.

Yangcheng Peninsula Hotel, presidential suite.

Ye Hao leaned casually on the sofa, playing with his antique Rolex, an antique watch that was sky-high in the eyes of others, worthless in his eyes.

opposite Ye Hao, there is a woman who looks 23 or 24 years old at the most. She is naturally beautiful and does not wear any luxury jewelry. She simply wears a ponytail, but there is still a magnificent demeanor that people dare not approach at will.

such temperament is inborn and can only be cultivated in a really big family.

if the average nouveau riche wants to have this temperament, it will probably take generations of efforts.

"Brother, you are very happy to meet Qingmei." Ye Qingmei opened her mouth with a smile at the moment, but her eyes were like a bottomless abyss, deep and unpredictable.

face this nominal sister whom I haven't seen for three years.

in the face of this unique beauty, Ye Hao didn't have any waves in his heart, and he didn't even look at Ye Qingmei from beginning to end.

is like a symbol in his eyes as a goddess who has been chased by countless people in the top circles of China.en looked at Ye Hao dumbfounded.what kind of bear heart and leopard courage did this non-local tourist eatdare to clamor for the crowds of Fu Wen Shaodoes he know who Fu Wenshao isis simply committing...