A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

Second floor, study.

With a cry of 'General! ', Mr. He once again killed his grandson to the death.

He Jingshen dejectedly pushed the pieces on the chessboard in front of him, "Grandpa, you are the one who wins, stop playing!" He stood up after saying that.

Master He stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and only smiled, but spoke so sharply that it made people tremble physically and mentally: "Sit down!"

The person who had already taken a step turned around to look at him, the anxiety and worry in his eyes were too obvious, and when he was playing chess just now, he was obviously absent-minded, so he lost every game, and the loss was ugly!

"Jingshen, since you promised grandpa, no matter what happens in between, tomorrow's wedding must be held as scheduled."

The man was silent for a few seconds before replying in a low voice: "It's Grandpa, I understand."

Master He put away the arrogance on his body, waved his hand, "Go, explain it clearly to the people downstairs, don't delay them anymore."

He Jingshen only felt pain in his heart, turned around and quickly left the study and went downstairs, heading straight for the door.

Butler Chen was still persuading Gusu Jingshu to go back early so that she wouldn't freeze herself, but Gusu Jingshu just sat there like she didn't hear anything.

When He Jingshen came down, her hands and feet were already a little numb, and the sky was also snowing lightly, profusely and beautifully.

"Jing Shu, Jing Shu! Get up."

The familiar voice spread in her ears, and Gusu Jingshu's slack eyes finally focused. She didn't cry until she realized that the person holding her was He Jingshen: "Why? Why did you get married all of a sudden? Jingshen, this is not true Right? They're lying to me! They must be mistaken!"

He Jingshen didn't speak, but just picked him up, and asked Chen Butler to bring his car keys, and then the two went to the car and turned on the heater.

Gusu Jingshu kept asking him, but he remained silent.

I don't know what to say, and I have nothing to say, because everything is true.

"Is it true that you are going to get married?" The person nestled in his arms raised his head, with tears on his face, which made his heart hurt even more, but he saw her suddenly crying and laughing, and asked again: "Is it true?" I'm getting married, and... the bride is not me, is it?"

He Jingshen always felt that his heart was strong, but at this moment, facing such a cruel fact, he didn't even have the courage to nod and admit it.

Gusu Jingshu didn't know what happened, she came out of his arms while wiping her tears, muttering to herself, "I won't cry, I won't cry, none of this is true, none of this is true."

Then, she turned around, opened the door and ran out of the car.

He Jingshen was slightly startled before getting out of the car and chasing after him, "Jing Shu! Stop!"

"Ah—it's not true! It's not true!" Gusu Jingshu yelled while running as if she had gone crazy.

"Jingshu!" Panting, He Jingshen pulled her back, and was about to speak when he slapped her in the face, and then Gusu Jingshu cursed through gritted teeth——

"He Jingshen, I will not wish you happiness! I curse you to live forever in the same bed with different dreams!"

"Jingshu, listen to me—"

"Enough! What are you going to tell me? Say you suddenly found out that you fell in love with someone else? Suddenly found out that I'm not suitable for you?"

"No, I did this out of necessity, it's Grandpa—Jing Shu, Jing Shu!"

Before He Jingshen could explain, Gusu Jingshu was in front of him, closed his eyes, and passed out.