In the silent lounge, only He Zheyu and Zhao Yiya were left, sitting on the independent sofa, He Zheyu was smoking a cigar in his mouth, without any expression on his face, Zhao Yiya, who was sitting on one side, seemed to see a little sadness from his eyebrows through the faint smoke he spit out from his mouth, Zhao Yiya's snow-white teeth bit his pink lips a few times, and the grievance in his heart couldn't be suppressed after all, and asked in a slightly lonely voice: "Are you right to humiliate me, the Zhao family, and even your He family like this because of Mo Qinghan?" ”

He Zheyu threw the cigar in his hand into the teacup, only to hear a sound, and smiled, but it was very short, just two light laughs, and after the smile on his face disappeared, he was followed by Ling Yan's eyes staring at Zhao Yiya, and his words were mean and cold

"This is the biggest punishment for you, do you know why I will go to the funeral home first?"

Zhao Yiya said with a puzzled face: "Isn't it because you want to worship your mother?" ”

"It's because the girl is buried today, I want you to have a panic every year on your wedding anniversary, and I want you to spend every day in repentance." He Zheyu's tone was very indifferent, but every word could hurt Zhao Yiya's heart.

Tears appeared in the corners of Zhao Yiya's eyes, her heart ached like a knife cutting, she stood up and roared angrily: "He Zheyu, do you think I Zhao Yiya will be afraid if you do this?" Now sitting in Mrs. He's position is me Zhao Yiya, and she Mo Qinghan can only lie in the cold Shuihui River forever, no matter how unwilling you are, but you are married to me after all, and she Mo Qinghan will always be the junior who is spurned. ”

He Zheyu, who was sitting, also slowly stood up from the sofa, took two steps forward, attached his body, his lips were only 1 cm away from Zhao Yiya's ears, and the cold words slowly flowed into Zhao Yiya's ears: "I asked them to change me to a widow in the marriage column of my household registration book." ”

Zhao Yiya sat on the ground instantly when she heard the word widowed, and the domineering aura just now immediately disappeared, which means that if she wants to go to the marriage registration office with He Zheyu to apply for a marriage certificate, then the reporter will definitely dig out the existence of Mo Qinghan, and in the end, Mo Qinghan is the wife, and she Zhao Yiya can only be regarded as a house-filler. After suffering such a big grievance, he found out that his marriage to He Zheyu was a marriage that was not worthy of the name and was not protected by the law.

She sat on the ground and said with a smile: "He Zheyu, is my love for you so cheap, let you humiliate me so hard." ”

"This is just the beginning, you can't bear it, my pain of losing my wife and the hatred of losing my son are all due to you, a ruthless woman, I will slowly return all the pain to your Zhao family, and what other family." He Zheyu said coldly, and when he saw Zhao Yiya, who was sitting on the ground, he cried bitterly and then said: "It just so happens that you and your aunt have done the filling, so you can exchange more ideas." ”

After that, he left the lounge.

After sending off the guests, He Xuanyi, Zhao Xu'er, Zhao Guangxiong, and Zhao's mother returned to the lounge to see only Zhao Yiya, who was sitting on the ground, with a full face, Zhao's mother and Zhao Xu'er immediately helped her up from the ground, Zhao's mother wiped the tears on Zhao Yiya's face with great heartache, and complained: "I said before that He Zheyu is thoughtful and Yiya is not suitable, you just don't listen to me, and now it's like this, it's not going to my mother-in-law's house, it's not going back to my mother's house, what kind of marriage is this." ”