Chapter 373 The President Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium (32)

The assistant swallowed hard.

"Mr. He, tell me."

He Huai still had a pen between his slender fingertips, and he twirled it casually.

He leaned back, with a lazy posture, and said lazily:

"Remember what I told you last time?"

assistant:"……"

what?
What did Mr. He say?
"She and I have made a little progress."

Mention the dawn.

He Huai's originally indifferent tone was tinged with warmth.

The usually dark eyes seemed to have a light and soft luster.

The assistant suddenly recalled.

He thought Mr. He had forgotten, so did he still miss his wife? !

As expected of Mr. He!
Despite his busy schedule, he still doesn't forget his wife, what a peerless good man!

There are not many such men left!
The assistant was so moved that she shed tears, and began to thank Mrs. He, who had never met, for saving herself from the fire.

"However, there is still a problem..."

He Huai was wearing a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up.

His finger bones are distinct, revealing a section of his wrist.

The spreading blue veins are clearly visible.

Even if it was because of the dawn, the coldness of the flower of Gaoling melted a little.

His every move, even the slight raising of his eyes, exudes a sense of oppression.

"Say it, say it!" the assistant nodded.

It's just a normal emotional issue.

too easy!

He Huai briefly explained the cause and effect, ignoring unimportant details.

"I did her a favor, but instead of thanking me, she stepped on her."

"why is that?"

"Ah...this..." the assistant wiped his cold sweat, "Are there any details?"

"The details are not important." He Huai said coldly: "The important thing is that other than the results, I just need a satisfactory follow-up solution."

The assistant nodded obediently, not daring to say anything, not daring to ask anything.

this moment.

The assistant wanted to beat up the confident self just now.

It's that simple?
Simple shit!
"Beating is kissing and scolding is love. Mrs. He's love for you will definitely not be less!"

"However, if you want to go further..."

"Why don't you, Mr. He, try to care a little more about Mrs. He? Be more gentle?"

He Huai recalled that he helped hang clothes, but was stepped on, and frowned slightly.

"Isn't that caring enough?"

The assistant had a smile on his face and scolded his mother in his heart.

How the hell do I know if it's enough, I just say it!

He Huai only doubted for a moment, then said:
"understood."

"The revision of the plan will be completed within two days."

The assistant didn't know what Boss He knew.

However, he did understand one thing.

Mr. He wants to coax his wife well.

It's really difficult.

……

If it wasn't for the fact that the villain couldn't die, he would have to live his life in peace.

From the moment he dared to pinch his face.

He Huai might be about to disappear from this world, the kind that even the ashes cannot be left behind.

pity.

It's just possible.

Even if he gets angry again, for the sake of the cash cow, Li Ming can only endure it.

She decided to turn her grief and anger into a motivation to make money.

While He Huai was working overtime, Li Ming, the boss, also started to fool her...

Oh no.

Started her life mentor mode.

Let those gloomy lives be as bright as the haze is lifted under her guidance.

It's just impossible to make money or something.

Suburban villa.

This is the property that Chen Qianqian bought through other people.

The location is remote and the privacy is excellent.

At this critical moment, her every move would be watched by others, so she hid here to avoid the limelight.

(End of this chapter)

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