Chapter 242: Qiao Weidong: I can do anything for Yingzi
"Shut up."
Zhou Guodong panted violently, and his chest kept rising and falling, showing how unpeaceful he felt.
"Song Yuan, how dare you investigate me?"
The two things Song Yuan said came from him, and everything he did was illegal.
It's just that he did these two things very secretly. He didn't know how Song Yuan knew about it. The only explanation was that Song Yuan had someone investigate him.
Song Yuan sneered: "Why don't I dare to investigate you? I'm telling you clearly now that I know many of your secrets. The reason why I didn't expose them is because of Xiaochen. I don't want him to have a ruined reputation and be in prison.
Father, I don’t want your existence to affect his future, so you should thank Xiaochen."
"I'm warning you again, if you dare to go to Xiaochen again, or let others go to Xiaochen, I will definitely hand over all the evidence I have to the relevant departments. By then, I think you will be better than you are now.
It must be many times worse."
Zhou Guodong suppressed his anger. Although he had experienced many twists and turns and been bullied as he grew up, in recent years, after his rise, no one dared to threaten him.
But he had to admit that Song Yuan's threat made him unable to express his anger. He knew very well that this brother-in-law was not lying. If he really did that, Song Yuan would definitely attack him.
Now that he has the handle being held by Song Yuan, he has no choice.
"Song Yuan, you are cruel, I will admit defeat this time, I will not go to Xiaochen again, but if he takes the initiative to come to me, then it will not be my problem."
Song Yuan sneered: "Just stay here and daydream."
"Remember, don't let anyone go find Xiaochen. If you can't control your people, I will help you control them when the time comes."
As he said that, he glanced at Wang Xue, and the threat was self-evident.
Song Yuan walked very gracefully, as if he didn't take Zhou Guodong seriously at all.
"Husband, he..."
"Shut up."
Just as Wang Xue wanted to speak, she was scolded angrily by Zhou Guodong, who was so frightened that Wang Xue lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.
"Go back and bring Xiaoyun over and let him have a bone marrow match."
When Wang Xue heard this, she was shocked: "Husband, Xiaoyun is our son. He is still young. We can't treat him like this."
Zhou Guodong's face was cold: "Then you mean, you don't need to treat me anymore?"
"No, what I mean is that we can go find Zhou Chen again. He is an adult and bone marrow donation will not have any impact on him. He is more suitable than Xiaoyun."
Wang Xue quickly explained.
But Zhou Guodong was even more angry: "Didn't you hear what Song Yuan just said? You asked me to go find Zhou Chen again because you wanted Song Yuan to force me to death so that you, mother and son, could inherit my property, right?
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"Husband, I really didn't think that way. Don't get me wrong."
"Go away, go and bring Xiaoyun over. If you don't go, I'll ask someone to go, but then I will kick you out and tell you to get out."
Zhou Guodong roared angrily. He couldn't count on his eldest son. Now he could only count on his younger son.
Don't tell him that he is very affectionate. He can abandon his wife and eldest son, let alone a woman and a younger son who are in a high position as a mistress.
Even if something really happens to the younger son, as long as he gets better, at his age, it's no problem to have a few more children, so he won't feel as bad for their son as Wang Xue does.
Now Zhou Guodong only has one idea, that is to cure his leukemia as soon as possible and return himself to normal. He still has a great life waiting for him.
Under Zhou Guodong's threats and roars, Wang Xue did not dare to disobey and could only escape from the hospital in embarrassment.
Zhou Chen didn't know that Song Yuan had quickly solved his trouble, and now he was facing another problem.
"Uncle Qiao, what are you doing?"
Zhou Chen looked helplessly at Qiao Weidong who was wandering around his home, with a look of helplessness on his face.
After school today, Qiao Weidong was waiting for him at the door. He said he wanted to talk to him, and then went into his house.
Qiao Weidong looked at the Lego on the coffee table with a bad look on his face.
"Haha, I asked you why Yingzi likes to play with you. It turns out that you have had evil intentions towards my daughter for a long time. You have even prepared Lego. Boy, you have spent a lot of money."
Zhou Chen explained: "Uncle Qiao, you really misunderstood. It's really not what you thought."
"You are still arguing with me. Do you think I don't remember anything because I was drunk that day? Let me tell you, I remember it clearly. You are just plotting against my daughter and want to chase her. Don't think I can't see it.
come out."
The more Qiao Weidong talked about it, the more angry he became. His precious daughter, whom he had raised for more than ten years, was actually missed by another boy. The depression in his heart could not be released no matter what.
Zhou Chen was helpless. He did have a crush on Qiao Yingzi, but it was not as serious as Qiao Weidong said. Moreover, he and Qiao Yingzi had reached a tacit understanding that they would not pierce the window paper until they were admitted to university.
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"I came here to see you today just to ask you to give me a promise not to pester my daughter again."
"I'm not pestering Yingzi. We are just classmates now. Uncle Qiao, I think you are really making too much fuss. Even if I really have any thoughts about Yingzi, I can't wait until this year. I know very well that the senior year of high school is very difficult for Yingzi.
The importance of it, I will never delay her."
Qiao Weidong's voice suddenly rose: "You also said that you have no idea about my daughter, Zhou Chen, I don't care what your background is, what your family situation is, how rich you are, I will never agree to your dating my daughter, don't say
It won’t work in my senior year of high school, and it won’t work even if I go to college in the future.”
Zhou Chen frowned slightly: "Uncle Qiao, I know you are doing it for Yingzi's good, but you are too lenient. Have you come to me and asked Yingzi?"
Qiao Weidong waved his hand impatiently: "I don't need to ask Yingzi, I just need to deal with you. As long as you promise me that you will never interact with Yingzi again, I can treat the previous things as if they never happened."
Although Zhou Chen knew that Qiao Weidong was doing it for his daughter, Qiao Weidong's attitude still made him very unhappy.
Two days ago they were sitting together and calling themselves brothers, but today Qiao Weidong used this strong attitude to question and force him.
I understand, but I still feel unhappy.
"Uncle Qiao, if you have nothing to do, please leave first. I have to rest and I have to go to class tomorrow."
After being ordered to expel the guests, Qiao Weidong immediately became even more angry. He was quite timid in front of Song Qian and Yingzi, but he was a boss after all, so he still had a lot of momentum.
"Classmate Zhou Chen, you are no longer a child. I hope you will carefully consider what my uncle said. My uncle can tell you that I will do anything for my daughter Yingzi."
Although Qiao Weidong also knew that threatening a student was nothing, but Zhou Chen had no parents, he didn't know who to talk to, so he could only explain it to the student Zhou Chen face to face.
"I understand what Uncle Qiao means. I have my own knowledge of what to do." Zhou Chen responded calmly.
Qiao Weidong: "I hope you can do it well."
He didn't say much more. For the sake of his daughter, he didn't care about his face. He ran over to question a student. He had never done this kind of thing before.
After Qiao Weidong left, Zhou Chen was still quite unhappy. The two things he encountered in the past two days made him very uncomfortable. Now he urgently needs a happy event to make himself happy.
This happy event happened not long after. Xie Guanbing from Guanbing Mask Factory called and said that he was willing to accept his cooperation plan, but the details needed to be discussed in detail.