Shen Wanxing recognized that woman at a glance, her aunt who was very talkative and cruel.
She usually likes to pretend to be a good person, but her heart is like a snake. Shen Mingyue learned all that from her.
How could she go out with a young man?
"Shen Heng wants a son."
Fu Shao followed her line of sight and saw Fu Shuya. He knew more things, so he explained to her, "Fu Shuya has gone to the hospital many times to check whether she can still have children. What she fears most is that Shen Heng will find other women." .”
But it was strange that Fu Shuya actually came out alone with the young man.
"Is it possible..."
Shen Wanxing stared at Fu Shuya's back and had a guess in his mind. It would take time to prove it.
"The dishes for both of you are served, please take your time."
"Thanks."
Shen Wanxing calmed down and put his thoughts back.
…
He family.
"Ms. Shen has already called the police. Su Haolan has been arrested. The evidence is conclusive."
Lin Yuan reported Shen's progress. He placed a paper bag in front of He Xizhou, "This is a photo taken by a private detective."
Lin Yuan really didn't expect that as an uncle, he would have to help his nephew who was in a vegetative state to catch an adulterer. Their boss He had never been so nosy before.
He Xizhou opened the brown paper bag, and a stack of photos slipped out, showing Fu Shao and Shen Wanxing.
Intimate, natural, teasing.
She actually smiled quite happily in front of other men.
Judging from the shooting angle, Fu Shao also caressed her cheek and wiped her red lips with a tissue, expressing his affection for his concubine.
Her face can always deceive many people.
Snap.
He Xizhou threw the photo on the desk.
"Mr. He, you asked me to bring the scar repair from the laboratory before..."
"No."
That woman deserves a scar.
"yes."
The He family has a laboratory, which brings together elites from all over the world to treat scars and repair various marks. The technology is so superb that it is almost said to be miraculous. The He family's profits maintain the huge consumption of the laboratory, and only the He family can afford it. These people.
Others only knew that the He family maintained a medical team, and they heard that it was used to treat He Xizhou's sweetheart, but they did not know how huge this laboratory was, and how huge and professional it was that it was coveted.
"Where's Vincent?"
"Waiting for you in the lounge."
"Well, don't let anyone bother you."
He Xizhou stood up and walked to the most secluded lounge at the end of the corridor.
No unauthorized persons are allowed in this lounge.
He Xizhou opened the door and went in, and saw a man sitting inside with three-dimensional features and dark eyes. His hair was neatly combed and he was wearing a vest and overalls. He was a fake British gentleman. Vincent was a mixed race, half foreign.
"You are really busy. We charge 10,000 an hour for psychological consultation, and the waiting time must also be calculated."
He took the POS machine with him and put it in front of He Xizhou, asking him to pay the money first.
He Xizhou was used to it, so he pushed the POS machine aside.
"The frequency of your visits to me has increased a lot recently." Vincent put down the mug, leaned on the sofa and stretched, "I don't trust you."
He came here on his own initiative, and He Xizhou was not grateful at all. His face was still expressionless, and he didn't know if he was this cold in bed. If he was lucky, he really wanted to take a look.
"Find a woman. It's much better than enduring it. With your conditions, you can definitely find an obedient, sensible, and strict-tongued woman."
He is not just asking for it, but his possessiveness may be overwhelming. The woman must be with him at all times, and he longs to touch her in his heart.
Once he breaks through that line in his heart, he loses control.
"You can recover by fighting poison with poison. Do you really want to be an ascetic for the rest of your life if you endure it like this? Your father must want you to continue the family lineage. He Chengze is already half dead, and you are the only one left in the He family who can pass on the family lineage."
Sooner or later.
Even if He Xizhou doesn't want to, the old man may send the woman to his bed.
"I don't need it."
He Xizhou did not want to be dominated by animal nature.
"I knew you would say that."
Vincent put a wooden box in front of him and said, "Your beads have been repaired. Master Shi Fan has the same idea as me." It is always funny to hear the name of the temple master from the mouth of a blond mixed-race person.
But the old man of the He family does believe in Buddhism. He Xizhou does not believe in Buddhism and only believes in himself, but he has been influenced by it since he was a child.
Those of them who are already at the top of the pyramid can always come into contact with some masters, and there are some things that can really calm people and restrain their inner nightmares. Vincent explained it as psychological suggestion. He does not believe in those idealistic things.
But still respect other people's beliefs.
"Um."
"Can He Chengze really wake up?"
Vincent glanced at him and asked carefully. He Chengze became a vegetative state, and He Xizhou was perhaps the most uncomfortable.
Although He Xizhou was cold and ruthless, he still valued his family, especially He Chengze. The string of beads that had been with him for many years was broken the night he learned about He Chengze.
"have no idea."
He Xizhou opened the wooden box, and inside lay a string of gloomy golden nanmu Buddhist beads, with a satin-like luster, green fantasy, mysterious and profound. He wrapped it around his left hand three times familiarly. The beads were carved relatively large, not conspicuous at all.
The femininity made his whole temperament settle down a bit, making him look even more mysterious and unpredictable.
This is what he carries with him, as those who are familiar with him will know.
Vincent secretly called him a monk.
Not only did he wear a Buddha string, but he also recited the Heart Sutra. The most incredible thing was that he was not sexually attracted to women. He had no rules and regulations to abide by, so why should he be so hard on himself?
The old man of the He family has a headache!
He was really afraid that his brilliant son would be converted if he was not careful.
He Xizhou was a calm and self-possessed person, and others did not dare to touch her casually. There had always been only one Shen Wanxing, and in the name of bringing happiness to He Chengze, she flirted and seduced her, but she could not be kicked out at will.
"You urge me to repair the Buddhist strings so often. Have you... encountered a vixen?"
Vincent felt that something was wrong. He had never seen anything abnormal in He Xizhou, but the frequency of psychological consultations increased after he returned to China, and he could still feel a trace of restlessness under his cold appearance.
He Xizhou is obviously not normal.
"No."
The fox has not yet become a spirit, and its tail is exposed.
He Xizhou sneered, not qualified enough.
"You can leave. Make an appointment next time you come over."
"He Xizhou! You are trying to burn bridges. It is so difficult for others to make an appointment with me. Why do I have to make an appointment when I come to you! Don't come to me next time you are dissatisfied with your desires!"