He Jiawei frowned and looked up at his aunt He Qing: "What else has Mr. Qiu said?"

He Qing waved his hand to the three of them: "Old Qiu also said that husband and wife are the magic weapon for each other to pass through the world. When the great heavenly disaster comes, we will know how precious each other is. He also asked me to tell you that the great chance of success depends on how long you can hide your secret. In other words, my nephew, you should go back to the Shen family to become a son-in-law. Although it is wronged, it is very promising."

"Okay." He Jiawei frowned.

Then he glanced at Ling Xiaoxue.

He now understood why Ling Xiaoxue said such a thing to himself before coming to Fengzhou.

"Okay, you have a long way to go, my nephew!" He Qing patted He Jiawei on the shoulder.

"Okay, I understand, aunt." He Jiawei nodded.

He Qing glanced at He Jiacheng: "Jiacheng, don't complain, this road is not easy to walk. Perhaps not being the head of the family will make you live a long life."

As soon as he heard He Qing's words, He Jiawei hurriedly looked at He Jiacheng.

In fact, He Jiawei was very worried about He Jiacheng and would be unable to let go.

But He Jiacheng smiled indifferently and stood up to give He Qing and He Jiawei a deep bow at the same time: "Auntie, cousin, please rest assured. I know my personality. I can give me advice. If I am the head of the family, hehe, it is really like Mr. Qiu. As I said, maybe one day, I will really bet on my life and the He family."

"Okay, I'm tired, you three brothers will chat with you by yourself." He Qing got up after explaining, then waved to Ling Xiaoxue: "Xiaoxue, come with me, I have something to say to you..."

"Yes." Ling Xiaoxue looked at He Jiawei, then stood up and left the small living room with He Qing...

...

On the way back to Ninghai from Fengzhou.

Ling Xiaoxue is extremely happy.

Almost usually I drive and sing like a lark.

Not only that, He Jiawei also discovered that there was an extra jade bracelet on this girl's arm.

And this bracelet was originally worn on my aunt He Qing's hand.

Why did you get to this girl's hands?

What did Aunt He Qing say to this girl?

He Jiawei couldn't help but look at Ling Xiaoxue.

But I knew that the latter was avoiding He Jiawei's eyes.

He Jiawei didn't know whether it was better to speak or not.

However, at this time, something happened diverted He Jiawei's attention.

Dingdong Dingdong.

Accompanied by a few slight sounds, He Jiawei found several screenshots sent by his mother-in-law Yu Xiaoqiu.

Mother-in-law Yu Xiaoqiu rarely chats with He Jiawei on WeChat.

Even chatting is a commanding tone.

This time, the message sent by my mother-in-law Yu Xiaoqiu did not contain any content, just some chat records.

He Jiawei frowned, opened one of them and looked at them, and was furious.

It turns out that this screenshot is actually a screenshot of the WeChat chat record of his wife Shen Yanbing and Ma Jiahua.

In the screenshot, Ma Jiahua said that he admired Shen Yanbing.

Shen Yanbing wanted to speak and said that she already had a husband, but her husband was very useless and very distressed.

She looked down on her husband very much.

Ma Jiahua immediately said that he could protect Shen Yanbing for the rest of his life...

At the same time, Ma Jiahua said that a huge fan meeting would be held for Shen Yanbing the day after tomorrow.

...

Looking at the chat records on this page, He Jiawei's face turned pale.

Crunch.

Crunch.

He Jiawei clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with flames.

"What's wrong, young master."

I don't know when.

Ferrari F488 has stopped on the roadside and told the emergency road.

Ling Xiaoxue turned around and looked at He Jiawei with concern on his face.

He Jiawei did not speak, but handed the phone to Ling Xiaoxue.

The latter picked up the phone and looked at it, then smiled sweetly: "Young master is really concerned, it's messy. Look, although this chat record is true, can't it be your mother-in-law who sent it with Chen Yanbing's mobile phone?"

"Yes." He Jiawei was stunned.

Such a picture appears in the head.

Chen Yanbing celebrated her aunt He Qing’s birthday, and put her phone on the double bed in her room, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.

The mother-in-law Yu Xiaoqiu walked over and picked up Chen Yanbing's cell phone.

Although, Chen Yanbing's mobile phone has a boot password.

However, most of the family members know each other, and there are only a few so-called power-on passwords.

Almost effortlessly, my mother-in-law Yu Xiaoqiu tested Chen Yanbing's boot password.

Then she took Chen Yanbing's cell phone and sent some messages to Ma Jiahua and took screenshots to herself.

This must be the case.

But the question is, how can I verify it myself?

"Let's go." He Jiawei sighed.

"Okay." Ling Xiaoxue reactivated the Ferrari f488.

The car headed straight to Ninghai.

...

Shen Family.

After washing up, Chen Yanbing walked out of the bathroom in a simple but conservative pajamas. She picked up the phone on the bed and looked at it, and couldn't help but frown.

Because she discovered that her phone had been touched.

When I opened WeChat and looked at the chat history, my eyes suddenly became angry. When did I pass Ma Jiahua’s WeChat friends and chat with me so much.

Although the chat history is not very explicit, this hint is also obvious.

who.

Could it be?

Chen Yanbing looked outside the door.

And his mother Yu Xiaoqiu just walked down the arc stairs with guilt.

"Mom." Chen Yanbing shouted.

"I'll go back to my room to sleep." Yu Xiaoqiu hurriedly walked down the stairs.

"It's too much." Chen Yanbing rubbed her hair, then hurriedly picked up her phone and sent a message to Ma Jiahua, saying: "The words I just said were all sent by my mother on my phone, not my intention. Sorry, Mr. Ma, I can't accept your WeChat friend application, and I can't attend the so-called fan meeting, sorry."

After saying that, he blocked Ma Jiahua directly.

After finishing, Chen Yanbing sat there, looking angrily at the dark night outside the window.

After a while, Chen Yanbing picked up her phone and looked at WeChat again, but she found that her mother had actually uploaded all the screenshots of her chatting with Ma Jiahua to her own phone.

Chen Yanbing closed her eyes. She used her toes to know that the purpose of her mother sending these chat records to herself was actually to He Jiawei.

In other words, my mother is artificially creating conflicts with herself and He Jiawei.

Why is your marriage so difficult?

I was already swallowing my anger enough, why did I still do this?

Chen Yanbing's eyes were filled with tears. She picked up her phone and wanted to send something to He Jiawei. After a while, she still sent it out.

She didn't know what He Jiawei was thinking now.

anger.

Suspect.
Chapter completed!