wife's choice

Chapter 1220 Where is that bastard He Tiansheng?

What I want is for He Wencheng's mother to return to the He family with this face, so that I can better help He Wencheng and disrupt the He family, so that I can take the opportunity to make a move.
Master Jingyi came in in a hurry, apologized to He Wencheng's mother, and wanted to push me out.

I maneuvered the wheelchair to come to her, which made her so angry that the things on the table didn't move.

"Jingyi, how do you do things?"

Faced with He Wencheng's mother's vitriol, Mrs. Jingyi had no choice but to persuade me to leave. Strictly speaking, this place is not part of the temple.

I waved my hand and signaled Shi Tai not to worry, and let her go about her own work.

He Wencheng's mother still wanted to drive me away, so I sneered: "It's better for you to be alone. You can hide here and enjoy yourself. It looks like a monk, and it's more comfortable than being at home."

"Who are you?" He Wencheng's mother frowned, pointing at me and questioning.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that some people hide alone, but let the two sons be forced to the end of the world, and they are rejected and excluded by the family. If they are not reused, they will almost have no food and clothing. Poor child who lost his mother and is being made things difficult everywhere, alas." I shook my head and sighed, and I didn't mean to say that He Wencheng's experience was miserable, I just told the truth.

"Who the hell are you? What are you talking about!"

She stared at me sharply, not at all like the eyes a monk would have, it was too sharp.

I have been meditating here for so many years, and it is of no use at all.

Oh, I forgot!

Mrs. Jingyi came here to practice penance, and she came here to enjoy herself, and she enjoyed herself alone.

Seeing so much food dumped in the corner, she was reluctant to share some with Mrs. Jingyi. Meat can't be shared, but rice is always available.

Just now, in order to entertain me, Mrs. Jingyi didn't eat a mouthful of rice. She only ate a small piece of tofu, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Old lady Cui, you know what I'm talking about." I smiled, lit a cigarette, and coughed continuously.

"How did you find this place? What do you mean by telling me this?" Mrs. Cui asked.

"You don't need to worry about how I found it. As for telling you this, I just feel worthless for your son. A father's attention is only on women. I thought there was a mother who could help take care of it, but my mother didn't know what to do. After becoming a monk, I was so reduced that I even had to pay for drinking, alas, what a crime!"

"My son owes money even for drinking?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Cui squeezed out a few words between her teeth.

I could feel her fury, enough to imagine what a mess she would be in if she returned to the He family.

"Where's that bastard He Tiansheng?!" She glared at me fiercely.

"What do you think? Of course I am indulging in the gentleness and lingering on the beauty bed," I said calmly.

"Well, He Tiansheng, if you dare to treat my son like this, if I don't mess up your He family, I won't do it!!"

Mrs. Cui slapped the table angrily and got up, and shouted at the villa-like courtyard behind her: "Come here!"

Two nannies rushed out from inside, lowered their heads and called out to the teacher.

I raised my eyebrows and glanced at Mrs. Cui, she is really a fame seeker, she is obviously here for vacation, yet she insists on being called Mrs.

I really didn't expect that the old lady would come out of the mountain with such a simple sentence.

I underestimated her terrifying jealousy, and overestimated her IQ and brains.
(End of this chapter)