Mr. He’s Daily Affections

"You forgot that I am now a married man." He Jingyao gave him a deep look. "Do you think Miss Ye is willing to be my mistress?"

"Shut up!" He Yirong was not angry, "Ye Family's Qianjin, you let her be your mistress?"

"Oh... that's a pity." He Jingyao's tone did not show any regret, "I thought I could have the opportunity to enjoy the blessings of all people."

He Yirong stared at him: "You know what I mean!"

"Oh?" He Jingyao made a deaf ear gesture, "Tell me?"

"You just marry her!" He Yirong blacked his face.

"But I am already married." He Jingyao looked at him sincerely, "Father, it is illegal to have polygamy."

"Then divorce this now!" He Yirong said angrily, "Although I know it is not easy to have a woman by your side, I can't just marry someone casually!"

He was far away in continental Europe. He actually saw the news of his son's marriage from the news. He was guilty of heart disease.

"Divorce?" He Jingyao frowned slightly, and seemed to be distressed. "That's not suitable. Miss Ye was so rich that she would marry me as a second-married man, and she was too wronged."

His tone sounded very humble.

He Yirong: "..."

He covered his chest and picked up the cup to drink the tea inside, which was barely comfortable.

I knew that this son always had a big idea, I am afraid he would not be willing to obey his arrangement.

But He Yirong couldn't think of anything. In order to refuse Ye Shutong, this kid was not at all soft to bury himself.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "She won't mind."

"She said it yourself?" He Jingyao raised his eyes.

He Yirong's face was even darker: "I'm sure she won't mind! You are my son, you are three-married, four-married, and five-married, and no woman would mind!"

He Jingyao laughed: "But I mind."

"What do you mind?" He Yirong sneered. "If you marry the Ye family and join forces, do you know how much benefit the company can bring? Not to mention that the Ye family can speak in politics."

"That's not as good as you married Miss Ye? I think she can talk to you quite well." He Jingyao's serious suggestion.

He Yirong couldn't help shouting: "I have a wife!"

"Unfortunately, I do too." He Jingyao smiled calmly and got up to fill He Yirong with tea.

He Yirong took a drink and sullen his face, "Don't mess with me!"

"I'm seriously refusing you." He Jingyao raised an eyebrow. "Father, it's not too late. You should go back to see your mother and sister as soon as possible. They miss you all."

"I haven't finished talking yet!" He Yirong continued to stare at him, "Jing Yao, I know you're rebellious now, so I won't force you. But Shutong's child, I think she is not just because of her Last name Ye! You will know how good she is after contact, she is not a vase!"

"She really is not a vase." He Jingyao nodded his approval, "the vase is at least ornamental, she doesn't."

He Yirong froze for a moment, almost thinking he had misheard: "What are you saying?"

"I said she looked ugly." He Jingyao spread his hand, "Isn't it?"

He Yirong: "..."

He tried to smooth the weather, "Do you think Shutong...ugly?"

He Yirong spit out the last word with difficulty.