But Yang Meirong didn't say today, and Huo Mian didn't know there was such a story.
"Rongrong, I was also obsessed at that time. Maybe I was too jealous of Adelaide. He was just my driver. Why can I stay with you? My woman didn't want to be touched. I was jealous at that time. I know I'm sorry for Adelaide."
Huo Zhenghai, who has always been unruly, can face the past at this time and confess with all his strength.
Yang Meirong also thought it was inconceivable. She thought that Huo Zhenghai would let the bodyguards drive them out when she finished what she said just now.
"Now it's useful to know what's wrong. Adelaide has been dead for seven years. I'm afraid there's no body left." Yang Meirong wiped a tear and said.
"Xiaomian, don't you want to forgive dad?" Huo Zhenghai takes a look at Huo Mian.
"Uncle Huo is joking. I am a small common people. How can I talk to you about forgiveness?"
Huo Mian's words seem to be common, but in fact they are more heartfelt
Take a bite of Uncle Huo. He's called Huo Zhenghai. It's sour
"Xiaomian, I'm old. I don't want to regret some things. Everyone has something wrong when they are young. I hope to have a chance to repay you. Really, I've reserved shares for you in Huoshi. If you want to come back, i..."
"No, we don't need any shares. Huo Zhenghai, do you think money can solve everything up to now? Then you can follow your money for a lifetime, and I really hope Shen Jiani can keep a jade for you after your death. Otherwise, I'm afraid of uneasiness. I'll give you a green hat or something after your death. Instead of worrying about our mother and daughter, I'll worry about your children and see if Jiang Hong can live safely. "
With that, Yang Meirong takes Huo Mian's hand and turns around and leaves
The gloom on Huo Zhenghai's face
After they left, Huo Zhenghai fell the vase in the ward and got the water to the ground.
Yang Meirong is so fierce that her mouth is not only unforgiving, but also able to say the key points in one word, which is what Huo Zhenghai is worried about.
Shen Jiani is not in the mood to find a man in the future. What he worries about is whether his two precious children will be excluded by Jiang Hong and huosiqian?
In the evening, he came to see the doctor and peeled the apple for his father with a knife.
"Dad, eat the apple." The gentle smile of Hoss.
But what is behind the gentleness, who knows?
This is the most accurate way for Huo Zhenghai to raise the tiger for trouble. At that time, she wanted Shen Jiani and a pair of children to enter the door.
We had to talk about the terms with Jiang Hong. Jiang Hong inherited a son from her younger sister, that is, huosiqian.
All these years, he did not pay attention to the fact that hoscheon had become the biggest obstacle.
On the surface, it's impossible to get rid of it, because on the surface, he's known as Mr. Huo.
He is a very famous filial son in the circle. Even if Huo Zhenghai wants to eat fish in the middle of the night, he can drive a cruise ship to the sea.
On the other hand, hoseyi has become a man who can't help himself, because of his eating, drinking, playing, chasing girls and racing cars, fighting and fighting.
But even so, Huo Zhenghai is still unwilling to let the huge rivers and mountains fall into the hands of outsiders
He is not the blood of the Huo family. Moreover, his ambition is clearly revealed.
It's just that we can't tear our faces before the time comes, so we need to maintain such a false relationship between father and son.
"How is the company doing?" Huo Zhenghai asked after the apple.
"Very good."
"I heard you sent Si Yi to the order meeting in France next month."
"Well, when he's older, he has to take on some responsibilities, and he will take care of the company with me slowly." Hoscheon still smiles.
However, the more he did, the more uneasy Huo Zhenghai felt, as if a time bomb would explode at any time.
"Si Yi is young, reckless, big business or something. Don't give it to him. He doesn't have the ability for a while."
"No, Dad. I think Si Yi is very studious recently. I'm very optimistic about him."
Huo Zhenghai is speechless, not talking, but silently nibbling at the apple.
"Dad, I heard that little sleeping sister came today?" He asked casually, holding a sharp fruit knife in his hand.