Chapter 85: Pimp
Who do you like?
Mother-in-law?
Is this reasonable?
[When the two were dating, Han Wenyu had never thought about marrying Zeng He until she met Zeng He's mother. Zeng He's mother was gentle and considerate. After they got married, Zeng He often didn't go home, and it was his mother who came to accompany Han Wenyu. 】
[The two of them watched movies together, chatted together, washed vegetables and cooked together... No wonder she liked her mother-in-law. 】
That makes sense.
If they could choose, they would choose mother-in-law.
Marrying someone but not living with him/her is like making the girl a widow.
The elder sister who had just advised Han Wenyu glared at Zeng He and cursed in a low voice: "It's your fault!"
Zeng He was still begging for Han Wenyu's forgiveness, "Xiaoyu, are you really so cruel? Do you think my mother will follow you if I let her follow you? Don't forget, she is my mother!"
How strange.
Han Wenyu looked at Zeng He's face and suddenly laughed angrily, "Do you still remember that she is your mother? Police comrade, quickly take this ungrateful person away."
[Hiss, watching mom being beaten and scolded by dad, but he was indifferent, and even asked the hurt mom when dinner would be ready... He is in his twenties, and he still can't cook for himself? 】
The eldest sister thought of her ex-husband. What does it matter if he is in his twenties and can’t cook? Her ex-husband, who is in his forties, still can't wash dishes!
Fortunately, it was my ex-husband.
The eldest sister held Han Wenyu's hand and said, "I support you. Kick him out and live your own life."
"Thank you, big sister."
Because Han Wenyu has not divorced Zeng He yet, Han Wenyu also has to go to the police station.
In the case of Zeng He's beating, there is both evidence and no evidence, so he can't make excuses. The person has to be kept in the police station. Now it depends on the results of Zheng Xi's injury examination.
Han Wenyu was walking out while contacting a lawyer. When she arrived at the door of the police station, she had just finished talking to the lawyer. She put down her phone and someone patted her on the shoulder.
Han Wenyu turned around and asked in surprise, "Mom, why are you here?"
Xia Qing asked: "The police said Zeng He beat someone up, what happened?"
Han Wenyu rolled her eyes and said, "It was beating someone, and beating a married man."
"ah?"
Xia Qing's mind was confused for a moment, she asked blankly: "So which one does he want to grab?"
Han Wenyu chuckled and got down to business, "Mom, how about you live with me from now on?"
Xia Qing was a little hesitant.
Han Wenyu expected that it was quite rare for a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to live together.
Besides, her father-in-law was also in trouble. Han Wenyu had been guiding Xia Qing to dare to resist, but the effect was not good, and sometimes it would make her father-in-law even worse.
Han Wenyu really wanted to pull Xia Qing out of that fire pit, but if Xia Qing didn't stand up on her own, she would be helpless.
Xia Qing didn't know that her daughter-in-law was disappointed. She said, "I have something I want to show you."
Han Wenyu was a little curious, "What?"
Xia Qing took out a document from her bag with shaking hands. Han Wenyu's eyes widened. "Is this... a divorce agreement?"
"Well, the old man has been fascinated by someone outside recently and finally agreed to sign."
After saying this, Xia Qing inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Han Wenyu and asked anxiously, "Are we still living together?"
"Of course, I divorced Zeng He right away."
Han Wenyu held Xia Qing's hand, and the two of them walked down the steps of the police station together.
They all have a bright future.
…
"Sister Hezhu, are you really here to receive artistic enlightenment?"
Song Hezhu was taking pictures. She raised her head when she heard the words. In order to cover up her beautiful temperament today, she straightened her curly hair, wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses, and let her bangs hang down to cover her forehead. But the moment Song Hezhu raised her head, Lin Tingyue still felt her beauty.
[Oh, Goddess Nuwa, please make me like this in your next life, okay? 】
Without looking, Song Hezhu knew how pious Lin Tingyue was at this moment.
Poking Lin Tingyue's face, Lin Tingyue looked at Song Hezhu with shining eyes.
Song Hezhu: “…”
Very cute.
After a long while, Song Hezhu finally remembered to answer Lin Tingyue. She raised her chin and said, "Of course."
She stood in front of a painting and praised it: "Look, what a great painting it is. It will surely heal the pain in my heart."
Lin Tingyue: “…”
She nodded with difficulty.
[I feel like I can’t draw, but I can be a bit of a middle school student.] 】
Song Hezhu: “.”
"Excuse me young lady, how do you know that the deeper meaning conveyed by this painting is healing?"
Song Hezhu thought that her love interest had arrived, so she looked back reservedly.
It turns out to be a bad peach blossom.
She has never had much patience for bad relationships, so she said with a gloomy face, "I guessed it."
"This lady can deceive people no matter how she tries..."
The man found that in the blink of an eye, the person was gone.
Song Hezhu pulled Lin Tingyue and hid behind the vase.
Lin Tingyue said: "So Sister Hezhu, you are..."
[Are you here for the handsome guy?] 】
"Children are not allowed to talk nonsense!"
"……oh."
[But those who are engaged in art are all terrible! 】
Song Hezhu also knew this, but she had already bought the tickets for the exhibition, so she couldn't waste them.
She has been sitting idle at home these days and is almost getting tired. She really needs to go out for a walk.
Who knew that group of heartless people were all busy, luckily there was Lin Tingyue.
Song Hezhu hugged Lin Tingyue's arm and rubbed it.
Lin Tingyue: “…”
Not far away, the painter of this exhibition was being interviewed. He is a new painter with a very diverse style.
Lin Tingyue looked at Song Hezhu with a strange look in her eyes. She asked, "Sister Hezhu, do you know him?"
Song Hezhu shook her head. "I just think the person next to him looks very familiar."
"Why don't you go over and take a look? It might be someone you know."
"That's fine."
When they got closer, Song Hezhu asked in surprise: "Huo Hanyun...is it really you?"
Huo Hanyun already felt that this voice sounded familiar. She turned her head and, as expected, a familiar face came into view. She jokingly said, "Could there be another Huo Hanyun in this world?"
"Even if there is, there won't be another Song Hezhu."
Seeing that they knew each other, Xu Yang consciously withdrew. After Xu Yang left, Song Hezhu asked, "Xu Yang is not your boyfriend, right?"
Huo Hanyun raised an eyebrow: "Miss Song, you shouldn't be so surprised, right?"
Song Hezhu complained in her heart, not surprised. She really didn't know how Huo Hanyun fell in love with Xu Yang.
Huo Hanyun took Song Hezhu and Lin Tingyue to the lounge of the art exhibition, made coffee for Song Hezhu personally, and handed Lin Tingyue a cup of hot milk.
Lin Tingyue was startled, and Huo Hanyun said, "I guess you don't like coffee."
Lin Tingyue really didn’t like it. She didn’t like anything bitter. She thanked him in a low voice.
Song Hezhu asked: "Did you help Xu Yang organize this art exhibition?"
Huo Hanyun said: "He said that he would rather starve to death than eat free food."
Hmm... Song Hezhu remained silent and avoided the lightning.
The Song family and the Huo family are both artistic families, but Song Hezhu chose art when she grew up, but Huo Hanyun chose business.
In Huo Hanyun's words, art is too illusory, and the money in her hands makes her feel at ease.
"But why did you choose a painter as your boyfriend?"
“Maybe because we all like money?”
Song Hezhu laughed unceremoniously, and Huo Hanyun asked, "What about you?"
Song Hezhu took a sip of coffee and said expressionlessly, "Cheating."
Huo Hanyun choked and said, "Then drink more coffee."
"Hiss, Huo Hanyun, why didn't I realize you were so mean before..."
Song Hezhu suddenly stopped, and the three of them were attracted by the scene outside.
Many people asked Xu Yang for autographs, most of them were young girls.
Song Hezhu said: "It seems that Xu Yang is quite popular."
Huo Hanyun did not comment: "Is that so?"
However, Huo Hanyun didn't take it to heart. It wasn't worth getting jealous over such a small matter.
If it were Song Hezhu, she would definitely not care. Both she and Huo Hanyun were superior, and Huo Hanyun was even better.
Her beauty is aggressive, while Huo Hanyun is gentler. Such a beautiful woman, who is also the heiress of the Huo family, is worth hundreds of millions. For Xu Yang to be able to be with Huo Hanyun is like saving the world in his previous life.
But now…
Song Hezhu cast a suspicious look at Xu Yang who was signing outside.
However, Lin Tingyue’s thoughts did not come out. Maybe she was worrying too much?
[This Xu Yang...]
Song Hezhu's heart tightened, while Huo Hanyun was wondering, what was that sound?
[He is actually a pimp?] ? ? 】
Song Hezhu and Huo Hanyun were not quite sure what pimping meant, but they both frowned at the same time. Pimping...it didn't sound like a good word.
[Every time Xu Yang holds an art exhibition, he will carefully select some young girls with better conditions and better looks. In the name of giving them paintings, he will add their contact information and recommend them to some bigwigs. By the time the girls react, it is already too late. 】
Isn’t this... Huo Hanyun’s face looked ugly.
[Luckily, some girls have organized the victims and are planning to expose him. They are on their way! 】
People should not do bad things, Song Hezhu thought to this, and Xu Yang pushed the door in.
He looked at Huo Hanyun and smiled gently, "Hanyun, haven't you finished talking yet? The reporters are waiting for us."
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Huo Hanyun feels that Xu Yang’s gentle eyes and eyebrows are now as disgusting as if they were crawling with maggots.
Song Hezhu hurriedly said, "We're done talking. We've already finished talking. Hanyun, go quickly."
Song Hezhu blinked at Huo Hanyun, who understood. She said, "Well, where will the interview be held?"
"In the conference room, Hanyun, were you too busy to remember?"
Huo Hanyun said without leaving any trace: "We have been too busy these past two days, let's go over there."
"good."
Xu Yang nodded to Lin Tingyue and Song Hezhu.
After they left, Song Hezhu took Lin Tingyue's hand and went to the door. Lin Tingyue asked, "Sister Hezhu, are we ready to leave?"
"Well, there's no painting I like. I'll ask the driver to pick me up and take you back."
"good."
Before the driver arrived, the group of girls arrived first.
The girl was so excited that she was stopped by the security guard at the door.
Song Hezhu said: "You are looking for Xu Yang? Xu Yang is being interviewed in the conference room now. Please wait for a moment and do not disturb him..."
Before Song Hezhu finished speaking, the girls had already rushed in and headed straight for the meeting room.
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