"I'm so! Husband, you must help me out of this bad breath! ”

Ming's family, He Mantong walked into the study angrily, stared at his son and wrote calligraphy, and said Ming Zhehao, who was full of everything.

Ming Zhehao looked up at her: "What's wrong with you?" ”

What's wrong with her?

He Mantong was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and immediately sarcastically said: "You don't know yet, your eldest daughter divorced at the beginning of last month, but she didn't mention a word to us, she doesn't treat the Ming family as her family, and she doesn't treat us as parents!" ”

Ming Zhehao frowned: "What you said is true?" ”

He Mantong sneered: "Now that the Song family is going to have a happy event, do you think it's true?" The old woman of the Song family said everywhere that she was going to hug her grandson, saying that your daughter had not laid eggs for so many years, and she had eaten her rice for nothing, and she had no face with me, you still sat here like a nobody, no wonder Ming Zhenzhen was cold to you, if I were her, I didn't want to have a father like you! ”

Ming Zhehao said unhappily: "You be quiet, don't scare your son!" ”

He Mantong looked at him dumbfounded, this man, if he wasn't rich, she wouldn't be too lazy to take a look!

"What the hell do you care about your eldest daughter?" She asked.

After thinking for a while, Ming Zhehao said, "You can call Weiwei and ask her to go home." ”

He Mantong frowned: "What did she ask her to come back for?" ”

"I've got to know what's going on."

"What is there to know, the marriage has been divorced, and the Song family is about to have a happy event, the best way now is to let your daughter get married quickly, and then give birth to a child, only in this way can you slap the Song family in the face! Let that old woman apologize to us in public! ”

He Mantong squinted, and a trace of calculation flashed.

"It's easy for you to say, do you mean that you can marry someone if you marry? Forget it, you don't care, I'll call Weiwei myself......"

Ming Zhehao waved his hand, and as soon as he picked up his mobile phone, he was snatched away by He Mantong.

He Mantong snatched the phone, raised a smile and said, "Why can't it?" ”

Ming Zhehao knew that she had an idea as soon as he saw her expression, and asked, "Could it be that you already have a candidate?" ”

He Mantong raised his chin and said, "Of course! As you know, I have a cousin who is still unmarried and about the same age as Vivi, so he is the perfect fit. ”

Ming Zhehao directly refused: "Marry your cousin?" No, he's a ...... farming in the countryside."

"What's wrong with the farmer in the countryside, the rice you eat is still grown by him!"

He Mantong took advantage of the topic, tears came as soon as he said it, choked and aggrieved and said: "I knew that you already disliked me, since you don't love me anymore, I will take my son back to my parents' house!" ”

She rushed to her son, picked him up and walked towards the door.

Where is Ming Zhehao willing to let her go!

In fact, she can leave, but she must leave her son behind!

He is such a son, how could he let her take it away!

"Don't worry, don't hurt my son." Ming Zhehao saw that she was holding her son very tightly, afraid of strangling him, so he softened his tone.

A trace of disgust flashed in He Mantong's lowered eyes, but there was no show on his face, and his voice trembled a little: "In your heart, only your son is the most important, right?" It doesn't matter if I have it or not, does it? That's good, I'll take my son back to my parents' house and never come back! ”

Ming Zhehao suddenly compromised and said: "Don't don't, you want Weiwei to marry your cousin, right, then let her marry, it's all up to you." ”

He Mantong smiled happily and handed his son to him.

Unbeknownst to the two, a maid left in a hurry outside the study door.