Chapter 640: Wealthy

Chapter 640
"It seems that your baby girl has made you a lot of money. You are so wealthy in speaking." Wu Wei heard the words, grinned, and followed her into the room.
Looking at the paintings and words written by He Yimeng in the room, he knew what she was doing before.
"By the way, and this house, I want to buy it. I have nothing now, and I have money left." When He Meixin said this, her heart was particularly bitter. Without her daughter, money was even in her eyes. It ’s not a fart. The reason why she was desperate to make money before was to give the child a good living environment. Now it ’s alright. The child has gone to a good place that no one else can dream of. What is she trying to do? ?
Seeing He Meixin's self-defeating look like this, Wu Weimeng grabbed her wrist, dragged her in front of her, and held her face vigorously, letting her eyes meet her eyes, saying one by one: "You told me clearly, but you signed a ten-year contract with me that year, and only five years have passed since then, and you have an obligation to continue to complete your work. Also, you may not see clearly the one you signed at the time The content of the contract does not say how to pay the contract after the breach, but instead, unless Party B is seriously ill and cannot work, there is no right to unilaterally terminate this agreement. "
"Work, what else do I dare to work? My daughter is gone, nothing is left." He Meixin listened to his words, and her emotions suddenly became out of control. These days, she desperately suppresses herself and no one can talk to, All day long, I can only cry silently to those things left by Xiao Yimeng. The seeds of miss are like the flood of the Yellow River, which is about to drown her.
It has been more than four years. If it is five years since the moment he was pregnant, she has never left her side for more than ten hours, but now? He was snatched away like this, or the one who wanted to abandon her, which made her not sad or angry.
"If you want to return to your daughter, you have to make yourself strong, don't you?" Wu Weimeng pulled her into her arms, hugged her tightly, and the voice was poured into the congratulations like a spell Maxim's ears.

Huo.
He Yimeng had been here for four or five days in a blink of an eye. Except after seeing his father Huo Jiabao on the first day, he never had the opportunity to see him again.
It's no surprise that He Yimeng is a good baby and will go to bed before nine every night. Huo Jiabao arrived home almost every day after twelve. In the morning, He Yimeng got up in bed and went to kindergarten, then he woke up quietly. As a result, the two did not have a chance to meet.
This day is the weekend. After He Yimeng got up for breakfast, she ran towards Huo Jiabao's room with her small thick legs, and she also specially brought a steaming breakfast.
He walked upstairs to the door of Huo Jiabao's room. Because he had a tray in his hand, he couldn't make time to knock on the door, so he turned to look around, and saw a maid on duty standing not far away, and immediately called him. Wink "Come and knock on the door for me".
Seeing this, the maid hesitated, and walked to He Yimeng.
"Excuse me, what does Yimeng say?" He knows his adviser.
"Thank you for knocking on the door for me." He Yimeng asked for help with great care.
"This ... this ... Miss Yimeng, the younger master hates the most disturbing people when he rests. You ... you ... don't ..." The servant glanced at He Yimeng and said, Speaking, he saw that He Yimeng's original little face was gradually hazy, and finally he stared at him in a flame.
"I'll knock on the door for you. If the younger master loses his temper, you can bear me a little." The servant saw his expression and did not dare to say anything more, and immediately raised his hand. He knocked on the door.
"Uh, uh ..."
He didn't make a sound even after knocking more than ten times. He Yimeng was a little impatient. He lifted his little foot and kicked it on the door, and the door opened in response. Big waking up anger appeared in front of He Yimeng and the maid.
"I don't want to live?" His tone was extremely lazy, but his eyes were definitely sharp enough. He stared coldly at the servant who was scared to stand in front of himself, and did not notice a small figure beside him. Already had the opportunity to sneak into his room.
"No ... it's not me ... it's ... it's Miss Yimeng ..." said the servant, bowing his head, pointing to the ground where he had just stood in front of him, but now there was only air left. As soon as he bowed his head, there was only despair in his heart.
"Yimeng?" Huo Jiabao sneered, then turned around, and threw a "roll" character in the air before he closed the door.
The maid scrambled up and down and ran downstairs, then went out.
After Huo Jiabao entered the room, he saw He Yimeng sitting on the sofa in his room. The two thick legs were too short to touch the ground and dangled in the air.
"Who made you come in?" Huo Jiabao thought of He Meixin as soon as he saw her face. For years, he has been grieving at her. Never a woman dared to disobey him, never a woman dared Challenging his majesty, but He Meixin was not afraid of death, she did both, and now she has a daughter to demonstrate in front of him, how can he forget her.
"Daddy, good morning, are you hungry? Yimeng brought you breakfast." He Yimeng ignored Huo Jiabao's bad expression and showed him an angelic smile, pink Nen's hands beckoned him to come and sit beside him.
Huo Jiabao looked at her smile and suddenly felt like she was looking in a mirror. She looked very much like him. This cute little face almost completely inherited all the advantages of He Meixin and him. He wanted to kick him out coldly, but he couldn't bear it all at once.
"You didn't poison in breakfast, did you?" There was some alert in the heart, and the little girl didn't seem to be as pure as she was.
"Daddy, you have n’t washed your face and brushed your teeth yet, Mommy said, you must wash your face and brush your teeth before eating breakfast so that it won't stink." He Yimeng once again ignored his logical question, which he didn't listen to. , Said nicely.
This remark reminded Huo Jiabao, and when he heard that, he immediately turned and walked towards the bathroom.
He Yimeng looked around in the room, and a cell phone ringtone caught his attention.
He walked to the bedside table and picked up the phone. The name of the caller ID above was "Lily". He Yi never dreamed of it, and directly connected to the phone.