Song Muxiao understood what He Xueyi meant, his face was cold and resolute, and he immediately asked the assistant to sort out all the information.

The next day, the He family received a lawyer's letter from the Song family, and He Meiyun's father was taken away by the police during a meeting, and not long after, He's mother was also taken away from the He family's villa.

The sudden change made He Meiyun panic, and she hurriedly called Jiang Muhe, trying to grasp the last straw.

"I've heard about this, but I don't know much about your family's affairs, so you should wait for the notice at home." Jiang Muhe replied impatiently.

"But my father is still questioning in the police station, and Song's lawyer's letter was sent directly, I'm afraid he will be more than lucky." He Meiyun cried, "This time it was also your idea, let me bite the Song family back, please, help me." ”

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about."

"What!" He Meiyun's mouth was wide open, "Jiang Muhe, are you ready to clear yourself now?" The He family is already like this, do you have a little conscience. ”

"He Meiyun, what evidence do you have to accuse me. What's more, I don't need to clear it up at all, these things are all caused by you and He Xueyi's mother, who regards money as her life, and I won't report and step on you, it's already considered kind-hearted. You still say that I have no conscience, and my tone is really not small! ”

"Jiang Muhe, don't you like me? You can't bear to watch the He family fall to this step? ”

There was a sneer on the other side: "Haven't you seen the reality clearly, you were seducing me before, otherwise who would have taken a fancy to such a spicy woman as you." Besides, originally your He family had some forces, and Jiang He's cooperation was also a good thing. Now you want the Jiang family to spend so much effort to scoop up your little He family, no matter how you count it, the Jiang family will suffer! Everyone is a businessman, so you should find someone else to buy and sell at a loss. ”

He Meiyun was stunned by Jiang Muhe's words, and she didn't come back to her senses until she hung up the phone over there.

It's useless to say anything now, if Jiang Muhe doesn't help her, the He family can only wait for death. She buried her head in her chest in pain, the He family really couldn't survive this time.

Ho's devastation due to tax evasion and fraud. The president confessed to the matter, and soon after, Ho declared bankruptcy.

Some time ago, the family entanglement between He Xueyi, the wife of the president of the Song family, and her mother, which everyone was very concerned about, also had a follow-up. According to news reports, the cause of He Xueyi's father's death was strange, and after a police investigation, the mastermind behind the scenes was actually his mother. He Mu bought poison on the Internet, took advantage of He Fu's unpreparedness, let him take it, poisoned him to death, and tried to blame his daughter.

Tiger poison still does not eat children, He Mu's approach is really sad and indignant, and there is a lot of scolding on the Internet, hoping that such a poisonous woman will be shot as soon as possible.

There are so many things going on during this time that it's like an explosion on the Internet. All kinds of public opinion flew all over the sky, and Song Muxiao directly cut off the network cable of the villa, and even didn't let He Xueyi watch the TV.

He Xueyi was really bored staying in the villa, and Nan Yu accompanied her for a few days. But she didn't say anything to He Xueyi, but brought a lot of cross-stitch to accompany He Xueyi to pass the time.

Song Muxiao gave her a death order, and he must not tell He Xueyi all at once, let her rest at ease for a while, and then he will tell her in person when she is in a better mood. Nan Yu expressed dissatisfaction, why should she listen to him, Song Muxiao said that all this is for He Xueyi, I hope she can understand.

This time, Nan Yu felt that Song Muxiao was very calm and decisive in doing things. Without him, He Xueyi might not be able to escape He Meiyun's clutches. With her character as a little white rabbit, her panicked mind must have been gnawed to the bone.

"Nan Yu, can you tell me what's going on now?"

Nan Yu was concentrating on embroidering a peony flower, and she said to He Xueyi without raising her head: "I've been with you all these days, how do you know." Besides, the president of your family gave me a death order, so that I don't tell you a word. ”

"When did you stand on Song Muxiao's side, we are still good friends." He Xueyi complained angrily.

"Because we all want to be good for you, there are so many things going on these days, you better wait for news at home. Your President Song is so strong, you just put your heart in your stomach, and he will definitely be able to handle it for you. ”

"How can I rest assured, you said that the Song family will not be in danger."

Nan Yu pursed her lips, she put down the needle and thread in her hand, looked at He Xueyi solemnly, and said slowly: "Yiyi, even if the Song family is in danger, how can you help, do you have money." ”

"I still have tens of thousands of dollars in my deposit."

"As far as your money is concerned, it is completely a drop of water in the Pacific Ocean. And you are not He Meiyun's opponent when it comes to quarrels, you are just worrying blindly now. If you want me to say, if you go to find Song Muxiao, you just let him distract him to take care of you. If you can take care of yourself, you will solve a big problem for him. ”

He Xueyi listened to Nan Yu, and it made sense to think about it.

"No, Nan Yu, what do you mean. I always feel weird in your words, I have taken good care of myself in the past 20 years. ”

After being bored at home for a week, she couldn't help He Xueyi's soft grinding and hard foaming, and Song Muxiao finally agreed to let her go back to work. She's actually guessed a few of them these days, and as expected. The mother was still sent to prison for hurting her father.

Song Muxiao was worried that she would not be able to bear this result, and kept comforting her. But He Xueyi was very relieved in her heart, to be honest, her feelings for her mother were not so deep. Since she was a child, she has not fulfilled her mother's duties, and even her cherished father has to be taken away, and she really can't understand why her mother did this.

"The He family doesn't pose a threat to you now, He Meiyun is a daughter. Without the support of her family background, I hope she can learn to be a little better. ”

He Xueyi nodded, and she gave Song Muxiao a grateful look.

"However, my heart feels empty."

Song Muxiao knew that although these people had been looking for trouble with her, after all, they were relatives who were related to her by blood, and it was really unacceptable that everyone around her had left her.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her face quietly.

From the eyebrows, eyes, and even the chin, everywhere, not spared......

Perhaps it was this night that Song Muxiao made up her mind to spend her life protecting the little woman in her arms and not letting her suffer a little grievance.

When He Xueyi woke up again, Song Muxiao had disappeared. Probably after finishing his own business, he immediately started the company's affairs.

The morning sun fell down through the cracks in the window, and He Xueyi squinted. These days, the weather has been bad, but today's sun feels warm.

Probably because the affairs of the He family have been suppressed for too long, He Xueyi's mood has relaxed a lot. Pushing open the office door, the documents that had been squeezed for nearly half a month were quietly on the table like a hill, waiting for her to deal with them. However, she felt that the vitality of her work had been regained, and her colleagues in the department had been suffering and had followed her for a day's project.

Song Muxiao was invited to be a judge of the international design competition hosted by country F, and left City A by plane early in the morning.

All the works of the jewelry contest were exhibited, and the contest attracted a lot of attention. The exhibited works were praised by the judges from time to time, and the organizers decided to accept the referendum on the Internet first, and then accept the judges' scores after the first part of the votes.

Now it is the second link, one of the works is more resolute than the others, many people feel that this design work should be eliminated directly, and some people feel that these works are currently voted by the public, indicating that it is also in line with the aesthetics of most people, or should be cautious.

"Please note that the theme of this design competition is women, and I don't deny that the craftsmanship of this piece is excellent. But it doesn't match the feminine image, and if I were to say it, it shouldn't be selected! Wang Liang, a well-known design judge, disagreed, insisting on eliminating this work.

However, you can see that the designer of this work has put a lot of effort into it. If the direct elimination is too obliterate the designer's efforts, this designer is definitely a manufacturable material, even if he can't win a satisfactory ranking, get a popularity award or something, I think there is still hope, and it can be regarded as an encouragement to young people. Another judge, Seline, wanted everyone to give the work a chance.

"Hmph." Wang Liang sneered, "We are not doing charity, and works that do not conform to the theme are problematic in terms of competitions. According to you, giving her the popularity award doesn't bury the efforts of other designers who fit the theme? What's the point of holding a competition, it's better to divide the prize into one point, and one person can take one piece back. ”

"You!" Seline was speechless.

"Master Wang, you said that this work does not fit the theme, may I ask what is our theme?" Song Muxiao, who had been silent beside him, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Of course it's a women's competition, I said did you watch the theme of the competition before you came?"

Song Muxiao got up and walked in front of everyone.

"That's right, you said that the lines of this work are too rigid and do not match the femininity. But is it related to the theme, who wrote it in the rules of the competition, and must design the work according to the softness? I think it's you, Master Wang, who didn't understand the theme of the contest carefully. ”

Wang Liang was choked by this remark and couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Song Muxiao took out a document and said: "I took a closer look at the design concept of this design work, and it mentioned that it is a strong and independent label to interpret women. Isn't it true that we have created such an international competition to receive more diverse information and ideas to contribute to the design industry? ”