"I think it's just as Taiqing does," Seeing that the other three people did not immediately raise objections, He Wenke was also relieved in his heart, and immediately drove the ducks to the shelves.

"Okay, then let the young master act as the head of the family for the time being, but if there is any big matter, you still need to make the decision yourself," the pot-bellied man frowned, but still accepted He Wenke's proposal, he was temporary, and the three of them really couldn't find any suitable reason.

"Then have you accomplished the purpose of coming to me today?" Just when the three of them looked at each other, He Wenke, who was sitting at the top, held his chin with both hands and asked directly.

"Master, our main purpose is to care for you, if there is nothing wrong with your body, then everyone is happy..."

"Master of the family, you can rest assured that you can go to the hospital to recuperate, and we will support the young master well..."

"Family master, you don't have to pay attention to those gossips, when you recover, those who want to watch the He family's good show will drop their jaws..."

After the three of them had finished their loyalty, they all found an excuse to leave the conference room in a hurry.

"Why are you helping me?" He Wenke looked at the man who was sitting there drinking tea slowly, and said straightforwardly.

"Young Master Wei came to me, let me help you at this meeting..."He Taiqing took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and did not have the slightest mood fluctuation because of He Wenke's gloomy face.

"Unfinished? What is he looking for in you? He Wenke's face changed, and he seemed to feel a little unbelievable that He Weiji was able to take the initiative to find He Taiqing.

"The eldest young master has grown up, and there are some things I think you father and son should talk about well," He Taiqing stood up, bowed slightly and continued, "Family master, Taiqing will leave first." ”

He Wenke rushed out of the conference room very quickly, leaving He Taiqing, who was the first to walk out of the conference room, far behind.

Looking at He Wenke's back, He Taiqing's face was filled with an inexplicable smile, but it was fleeting, and no one could find it at all.

"No," He Wenke ran to He Wei's residence panting, banging on the door and shouting regardless of his image.

"Dad," He Weiji was not too surprised by the appearance of He Wenke, but welcomed his father in, and then gently closed the door.

"No, is there anything going on that I don't know?" He Wenke could clearly feel that He Weiji at this time, whether in terms of attitude or expression, had undergone a drastic change from before, that is, in less than a moment, could something have happened that he didn't know.

"Dad, I've become a capable person," when this sentence came out, He Weiji's body trembled for no reason, and he seemed to have a feeling that he was about to be reborn.

"What! It's true! He Wenke's eyes widened, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

He Weiji did not answer, his body soon changed, black spots appeared on his skin, a black streak appeared from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes, and a fine hair appeared on the exposed skin, and the hair on the back of his neck was the most prominent.

The whole person suddenly rose into the air, rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and then landed steadily on the surface of the rain.

"Great, not yet, as long as you become a capable person, then you will have the opportunity to sit firmly in the position of the head of the He family. In this way, my loss of ability this time seems to be a good opportunity to build a land..."

He Wenke wandered around the living room with his hands behind his back, and the previous frustration of losing his ability was swept away, and he was completely immersed in the joy of He Wei becoming a capable person

He Weiji looked at his father with an excited face, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his head, and did not let He Wenke, who was standing in front of him excited, find any clues.

"How did you become a capable person?" He Wenke suddenly stopped, and asked with a somewhat uneasy expression.

"I don't know very well," He Weiji's expression was a little confused, "I got up in the morning and came down from the upstairs, but I almost fell down when I stepped on the air, but I found that my body actually turned around in the air lightly, and then it fell lightly on Lin, and there was no injury at all, if it was before, I might have fallen all over my body..."

Listening to He Weiji's description, He Wenke's eyes lit up little by little.

"Great, no matter how you got the power, it's a good thing anyway, and I'm going to make a big deal about it. You have a good rest, I'll go first," He Wenke happily looked at He Weiji, who was obviously much calmer in front of him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and left in a hurry.

Looking at his father's distant back, He Weiji's expression was full of complexity.

He looked down at the large black spots that appeared and disappeared on the back of his hand, his expression became unusually sad, and large tears hit the clean wooden floor one after another, and the quiet villa soon resounded with irrepressible crying.

It wasn't long before there was another knock at the closed door.

"Come in," He Weiji walked out of the bathroom, except for some red eyes, he couldn't see the painful look he had before.

"Should I call you the head of the family now?" A man pushed open the door with a smile and walked in, looked at He Weiji, who was sitting on the sofa and was neatly dressed, and said directly.

"I haven't sat in the position of the head of the He family yet," He Weiqi's face did not fluctuate at all, and there was this faint hatred in his eyes when he looked at He Taiqing.

"It's a matter of time or time," He Taiqing sat down directly on the sofa opposite him, crossed Erlang's legs, and didn't seem to pay attention to the young man opposite at all.

He Weiji's face turned red, and he was about to get angry, but he seemed to think of something, and under the change of his face, he silently gave a cup of tea to the male skirt opposite and pushed the teacup in front of the male rao.

"It tastes good," He Taiqing took a sip of the teacup gently, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and he seemed to be very satisfied with He Weiqi's actions.

"Isn't there a second option?" He Weiji's eyes were staring closely at the man with extraordinarily greasy hair, as if he didn't care about the other party's contemptuous look at all.

"That's his condition, have you forgotten? If you regret it now, I think it's too late," the expression on He Taiqing's face disappeared instantly, and he suddenly became serious.

He Wei thought of the previous days, although everyone in the family flattered him on the surface, but few people in the background could really look up to him.