A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

After finally helping her treat the wound again, He Jingshen was already covered in sweat, but she was fine and comfortable, hugging the quilt all over, sleeping so soundly.

The eldest young master of the He family stood on the side, staring at her angrily at first, but then couldn't help laughing after staring at her.

A woman is a woman, stupid and stupid, at this time, she probably won't know if she is sold out.

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Ye Wushuang woke up early the next day, and the people beside her were still sleeping, breathing evenly, sleeping calmly, less tense with swords at her than usual, and more amiable and approachable.

She was so fascinated, he turned over suddenly, and Ye Wushuang was so frightened that he immediately closed his eyes tightly.

Fortunately, he didn't wake up, he just rolled over.

But Ye Wushuang was still frightened, her heart was beating extremely fast, as if someone had been caught peeping, then she lifted the quilt lightly and got out of bed, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to change, washed her face and brushed her teeth, Go downstairs again.

The master of the He family is getting old, he always wakes up early, and he is already reading the newspaper downstairs by this time.

Hearing footsteps coming from the stairs, he looked up and smiled at Ye Wushuang, "Get up."

Ye Wushuang was a little embarrassed, but she was married after all, no matter what the essence of the marriage was, she was the daughter-in-law of this family, and she was the elder.

"Grandpa." She greeted politely and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

The master of the He family shook his head, "It's still early, by the way, didn't the bastard upstairs bully you last night?"

Ye Wushuang subconsciously thought of her arm. Fortunately, it was winter, and even at home, she was wearing long-sleeved home clothes. Grandpa couldn't see the injury on her arm.

"No." She bowed her head and answered.

The master of the He family looked at her up and down, but he couldn't check it, so she said if she didn't have it, then she didn't have it.

"Are you hungry? Why don't you ask the servants to do it first, so we can eat earlier and leave him alone."

Although the old man wakes up early on weekdays, in order for He Jingshen to have a freshly prepared breakfast when he wakes up, he usually reads the newspaper for a while before asking his servants to make breakfast, so that He Jingshen wakes up at just the right time.

Ye Wushuang touched his stomach, he was indeed a little hungry, he was in a bad mood all day yesterday, he didn't eat anything at all, but when he thought about the man lying on the big bed in the room upstairs, he felt a chill on his back .

Smiling at the old man and shaking his head, "Grandpa, I'm fine, you can eat whenever you usually eat, I..."

She was about to say 'I'm not hungry', but her stomach let out a 'goo--', betraying her true thoughts.

There was silence in the living room, and the master of the He family suddenly laughed out loud. While laughing, he told Steward Chen to arrange for his servants to make breakfast.

Ye Wushuang was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, she stood there with her head down, her whole face was on fire.

The He family's servants are well-trained, and the breakfasts are quickly served one after another, with all kinds of styles.

The master of the He family pulled her over and sat down, and said, "You don't have to be polite if you want to eat, this is your home, you should have the air of a master, you know?"

Ye Wushuang nodded tremblingly, and just as soon as he got the chopsticks in his hands, there was a cold snort from the other side of the stairs, and He Jingshen came downstairs.

He didn't seem very happy, his eyes were fixed on Ye Wushuang, and he walked down step by step, giving people the illusion that danger was approaching for no reason.

The master of the He family was not happy anymore, "Who are you showing your face so early in the morning?"