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Chapter 213: Huo Yunchao VS The Invisible Boss (Part 2)

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    Zhao Sheng stated the facts frankly, "My wife, as you investigated, is the biological mother of your little girlfriend."

    Obviously already known, but hearing what the person said personally, the impact is still huge.

    Huo Yunchao picked up the teapot and filled the two people's cups with water, "It seems that this is a very long story, and I'm all ears."

    Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes and blew on the surface of the tea, "Mu Fei and I, Jiaying, are in love."

    A very old-fashioned opening remark, the difference is who said it from.

    Huo Yunchao listened quietly, the steam from the tea covered his face, making it difficult to see clearly.

    "It's just that when she met me, I was already married and had two children. I wish I could meet when I was not married."

    There was a little more helplessness in the smile.  Even though he is all-powerful now, he has changed the facts of the past.

    "I didn't tell her about it. Who hasn't been young and done stupid things? Jiaying, just like your Dai Dai, beautiful, intelligent, and lovable. It's the kind of man who would go to the knife for her.  A woman who is willing to marry even if she dies. I plan to divorce, follow my heart, and be with Jiaying."

    Huo Yunchao pursed his lips. It turned out that this relationship was full of deceit from the very beginning.

    The tea needle flicked the surface of the tea, Zhao Sheng took a sip, and continued: "One day, Jiaying came back from the outside, wearing the fashionable clothes she had been looking for for many days, with comfortable lining, and in the late 1980s, the shoulder pad design was popular.  .Oh, I think, Dai Dai's talent for fashion should be inherited from Jiaying's powerful genes."

    "I don't have any objections to this matter, as long as she likes it. When I went to the store again, she insisted on pulling me and said that she would help me find new fashions. I also met my lifelong rival that time.  ¡ª¡ª Xue Jingnian. At first glance, I felt that although this man was young, he was very capable, flexible and thoughtful. At the second glance, I saw the blazing heat in his eyes. I knew that he and I fell in love with the same woman  .¡±

    Whispering in a low voice, the conversation was still going on.

    "As I said, Jiaying is a wise woman. She has been abroad and seen foreign fashion and trends, but she has a good memory. After shopping for clothes, she gave a lot of advice to the boss, Xue Jingnian.  For example, how to display foreign counters, how to match the lighting, how many mannequins to set up, and how to display hot styles. She also suggested that foreign products should be advertised.¡±

    "Xue Jingnian is as good as others. In the early 1990s, he put out an advertisement in the middle of the Imperial City Youth Daily. In fact, this was Jiaying's idea, and he just followed it."

    The tycoon, who is nearly sixty years old, has shown a tender side.  That time, Zhao Sheng seemed to have eaten a hundred thousand tons of vinegar, and for the first time showed possessiveness in front of Jiaying.  He kissed her lips, and her collarbone, and put his hand into her clothes.  He said, "Jiaying, don't look at other men, just look at me, okay? We won't go there to buy clothes in the future. There are so many shopping malls in Wangfujing, Xidan."

    Ji Jiaying didn't understand, "That store has a lot of purchase channels, and the boss said that he would notify me when there are new styles. You can see that their service is also very good."

    Zhao Sheng's sense of crisis was deeper, and he kissed her harder.  "But I don't want others to covet my girl. You are my woman, right? Jiaying, if you love me too, can you please give me? I will definitely marry you. No, you will not marry me in this life. Tell me you  longing for me too."

    After all, the young men and women are just the girls in the Mood for Love, never breaking the rules, crossing that gap, and truly becoming Zhao Sheng's women.

    When talking about this, Huo Yunchao could feel Zhao Sheng's joy, and he was sincerely proud of the person he liked.

    "My divorce is not going well. My wife disagrees, and I am unwilling to give up the custody of the two children. Yes, although I love Jiaying deeply, I have never given up on Jiequn and Jiening.  They get the best education and grow up to be the best when they are by my side."

    Huo Yunchao put down the teacup and said fairly: "Mr. Zhao, this is your fault. Put yourself in the shoes of anyone who is Mrs. Zhao, she would not willingly give up her two children. You are depriving a mother of her legitimate rights."

    Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Huo Yunchao, "I may be wrong, but I am Zhao Sheng, and I can be said to be the first wave of people in the country to set foot in the capital field. I will get what I want. She is not willing to give up, then  I'll just increase the bargaining chip. I also invited her parents and gave them a lot of money, and she agreed due to the pressure from her family."

    "Just when the happiness between me and Jiaying was about to begin, another change happened. My wife found out about Jiaying's existence. She changed her mind. She went to Jiaying and called her a vixen who seduced other people's husbands."

    "Jiaying is heartbrokenJue, when I saw me again, I was haggard and disfigured.  Jiaying is a girl with strict family education. She made a painful decision, 'Brother Sheng, let's separate.  How can I meddle in someone else's marriage?  Besides, your child cannot live without a mother.  '"

    "What a kind girl! I don't want to, that's Jiaying, the woman I love the most, and the one who can't give up until death. I told her that I will definitely divorce. Jiaying just cried, I know she loves her too  I."

    On that day, Zhao Sheng did not let her leave.  He wanted raw rice to be cooked, and wanted to be with her forever and ever.  Regardless of her unwillingness, he forced her.

    The next day, Jiaying, who was covered in pain, left.

    Squeezing the center of his brows, Zhao Sheng seemed tired.  "Not long after, news came that Jiaying was going to marry Xue Jingnian. How long have they known each other, three months? A well-bred girl like her actually wants to marry someone in a flash!  She has long hair and looks like she is married to someone else. Later I found out that she was pregnant and married with a son. Her body is very weak, and her depression is hard to overcome. She really suffered a lot during pregnancy."

    Huo Yunchao's eyebrows were twisted into hemp ropes, Ji Jiaying was pregnant at this time, what would the child behe couldn't imagine.

    Zhao Sheng looked at Huo Yunchao from the corner of his eye, and said to himself, "Jiaying's wedding was held quietly; Jiaying's delivery was also the same. Because she still has me in her heart, this is also her request for Xue Jingnian. She  I will try my best to forget me, but how much time it takes is up to fate. Xue Jingnian should have it."

    "I finally got divorced, and when I went to see Jiaying again, her belly was already showing. She abides by the etiquette and doesn't talk to me too much. But after I pretended to leave, I saw her burst into tears. As for women, the first paragraph about myself  Love, the first man, is always the most concerned. She lost a lot when she gave birth to a child, and she was raised at home, and my original wife found her."

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