A look of panic flashed across He Dongxing's face, he subconsciously looked at He Wenzhe, He Wenzhe's eyes were icy cold, which made He Dongxing's heart tremble.
"Bitch! You bastard is talking nonsense! Wen Zhe, what she said is false. She dares to say anything just to hurt me. Don't be fooled by her!"
"Are you afraid? I thought you wouldn't be afraid?" Shen Mengjun laughed loudly, "Seeing that you are so scared, I feel relieved, it proves that you can't jump anymore. Doesn't it feel good to lose everything?"
"You bitch! You hurt me like this?" He Dongxing rushed towards Shen Mengjun angrily, but was stopped by Shen Baihao.
"You are not allowed to hurt my aunt!"
"Aunt? You bastard still call her aunt?" He Dongxing was so furious that he didn't care about anything.
"This slut is not your aunt, she is your own mother. She and your dead father secretly gave birth to you, a slut, and pretended to be a nephew to raise you by her side. She wanted to carry forward the Shen family. This slut is a god! One of the most vicious sluts out there!"
"What?" Shen Bohao was stunned, and turned his head to look at Shen Mengjun in disbelief.
Shen Mengjun had a smile on his face, "Bai Hao, he is right, I am not your aunt, I am your mother, I was going to tell you in a few days, since he is telling you the same now, I am indeed doing it for you You only approached him out of consideration, I thought he could help you get ahead, but I didn't expect that He Dongxing, a bastard, is vicious and shameless, he is so vicious to his own son, how could he be generous to others? I am blind!"
"You bastard, you have the guts to justify yourself with other people's bastard tricks. Since the day you seduced me, you have been planning how to kill my wife, right?"
"Enough!" He Wenzhe, who had been looking at He Dongxing coldly, suddenly said.
"Wen Zhe, I was obsessed with ghosts before, but I didn't do this on purpose. This bitch instigated it. She did it from the beginning to the end. I was just bewitched by her..."
Seeing He Dongxing's eagerness to shirk responsibility, Shen Mengjun couldn't help laughing again, "He Dongxing, stop dreaming about shirking responsibility, neither you nor I can escape, go to the police station to tell right and wrong, we I have evidence in my hand. I have kept all the evidence for what happened back then!"
Hearing that Shen Mengjun had left evidence, He Dongxing's arrogance disappeared, and he tried to organize his words to explain to He Wenzhe.
Before the words could be spoken, hurried footsteps came from the door, and several armed policemen appeared at the door. Seeing the policemen, He Dongxing's face instantly turned gray.
In the old house of the He family, Mr. He was in a bad mood because of He Wanzhou's affairs, so he sat on the sofa with a newspaper and read it sullenly.
The headlines on the front page of the newspaper were all about the gathering of the Gu family last night. The more Mr. He read it, the more irritable he became.
He threw the newspaper and asked Uncle He, "Where is that bastard old seven?"
Uncle He immediately replied, "The Seventh Young Master is in Huafeng now."
"After such a big thing happened, he didn't care about me, but went to the company? Doesn't he take me seriously at all? It's all about raising children to guard against old age. What kind of things did I raise? Every wolf is ambitious, and the organization Count it all."
Uncle He accompanied him with a smiling face: "Old man, Qi Shao is also wronged. In the whole matter, Qi Shao is the most innocent. You still attacked him like that yesterday. He is justified and has nothing to say."
"You don't have to speak for him. The whole thing became like this because of him. If he hadn't gotten involved with that Mo Wanxi, he wouldn't have plotted against Wan Zhou. In this way, Wan Zhou wouldn't get divorced. She won't commit suicide and force me..."
Mr. He himself felt ashamed when he said that, thinking of the unspeakable things He Wanzhou had done, he stopped resentfully, "I'm going to the garden for a walk, there's no way I can live this day, I wanted to live a few more years, It seems that sooner or later he will be pissed off."
Mr. He got up and went to the garden, and when he walked to the door, Uncle He's phone rang, he connected and said a few words and hurriedly chased him out, "Mr. He! Mr. He! Something happened to Mr. He!"
Mr. He stopped and looked at Uncle He. Uncle He's forehead was sweating non-stop, "Master Wen Zhe sued Mr. He for murder."
"What?" Mr. He's pupils widened suddenly, and Uncle He bit his bullet, "Shen Mengjun woke up, told the story of murdering his wife with Mr. He, and produced evidence. Master Wen Zhe called the police. Mr. He has been arrested by the police now. Chief Wu of the police station called and asked you what to do about this matter?"
"What else can I do? Go to the police station!" Mr. He growled.
Meng Weiwei stood outside for a while after sending Gu Yiqiu away, and then returned to the villa. She went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and took it to He Wanzhou's room. Coughing and sneezing.
Meng Weiwei walked up to He Wanzhou with water, and said softly, "Madam, have a glass of water!"
"Take it away!" He Wanzhou waved impatiently.
"Ma'am, I know you are upset now. I just heard a few words between you and Mrs. Sun. Mrs. Sun is right. You are in such a miserable state. If you ask the old man, he will soften his heart."
"What do you know? It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs." He Wanzhou didn't like Meng Weiwei at all.
"I just want to share your worries for Madam. As the saying goes, a tiger's poison does not eat its children. Parents can never be cruel to their children. Take my mother as an example. She has done so many things outside, and she has always been very kind to me." Tolerance, no matter what I do, she will never blame me, at most she will say a few words about me in anger, and she will still deal with the aftermath for me after being angry, I think the old man is the same as my mother."
"Come on, don't mention your damn mother, if she hadn't made a mistake, why would I be so passive?" He Wanzhou interrupted Meng Weiwei irritably.
"Ma'am, you are just out of luck now. I think you have a chance to turn things around. I have an idea to tell you. If you think what I said is right, listen to me. If you think what I said is wrong , just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Speak."
"My heart aches when I see you now, not to mention the old man. You take advantage of your illness to go to the old man to ask for forgiveness. If he doesn't forgive you, you say you can't live on. You are looking for death and life in front of him. He For a daughter like you, I will love you dearly."
"Suicide? Are you kidding me?"
"Yes, it's suicide. Mo Zhendong tricked you into capsizing the suicide, so let's make a comeback from the suicide. I've already thought up the method of suicide for you. When you go, bring a rope with you. Let's break the buckle alive. It's just a show, nothing will happen, I'll show you once, if they save you, you will be tied, if they don't save you, you can also untie the knot."
As she spoke, Meng Weiwei took out a rope and tied it with a loop to hang it up. She stood on the stool and poked her head in, kicking off the stool.
She struggled on it for a while, then reached out and pulled the rope and fell down. Seeing that Meng Weiwei was intact and there was nothing wrong with it, He Wanzhou sat up suddenly, "Okay, let's do it as you do."