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y a word, took off his long overcoat, and covered her with it. Then he closed the car door.Just two steps out the door, the phone rang.It's from the old house."How is Xiao Wei doing" Old Master Huo's...He has always been strict with himself, never making principled mistakes. His colleagues admire him, and his leaders value him. But he just had to give birth to this embarrassing, shameless thing!

“Are you going to kill her!” Mrs. Shen rushed over and swung her golf club, then turned to shield Shen Wei behind her, shouting hoarsely, “You only care about your career and have never cared for her. What use is it to hit her now The most urgent thing is to stop things from escalating. Don't let the Huo family know.”

"The Huo family already knows!" Shen Rushan slammed his golf club onto the ground. "Just now, the old master personally called me and wants to break off the engagement."

Shen Wei's expression froze. "What do you mean by breaking off the engagement"

Seeing Shen Rushan's furious appearance, she realized something and shouted: "I won't break off the engagement, I won't agree! I want to marry Huo Mingzheng!"

Shen Rushan slapped him, "Why can't you be proper and follow the rules when considering marriage! You did such a disgraceful thing, do you think the Huo family will still want you"

He crossed his arms with one hand and pointed at her, "My promotion next year will also be affected by you!"

Mrs. Shen, upon hearing the severity of the situation, disregarded Shen Wei and exclaimed, "How could this affect your promotion Even with their power and influence, the Huo family can't rule everything!"

“That’s just a woman’s opinion!” Shen Rushan shook her hand away and shouted, “Even the patriarch of Huo Mingzheng is someone Liang family would fear. If he speaks up, wouldn’t everyone give him face”

Mrs. Shen knew at this moment that Shen Wei had made a huge mistake, and she was furious. She grabbed a golf club and beat it against herself repeatedly, "You shameless thing! You've ruined our whole family!"

"Oh—Mom, please don't hit me, I beg you, please don't hit me—"

Shen Wei's right leg was pierced with excruciating pain. He wanted to run but couldn't, he could only curl up his body and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The Huo family at the same time.

Old Master Huo sat on the grand master's chair, having already broken two sets of cups.

From afar, he heard the butler call out, "Young Master Two!" He got up with his cane and angrily pointed at the ground. "Get rid of this filth!"

The servants hurried forward, picking up the scattered photographs from the ground.

Before the room could be tidied, Huo Mingzheng strode in with long strides. The torrential rain behind him resembled an ink landscape painting, a pleasing sight marred by his grim expression, which sent chills down one's spine.

The hall servants all bowed their heads.

Caofang snapped his large black umbrella shut with a sound.

Elder Huo walked closer, "A-Zheng, you know..."

He casually swept his gaze over the mess on the ground, not bothering to look at any of the abhorrent photos.

He said coldly, "I already know."

Old Master Huo slammed his cane on the ground, "It's grandpa who was wrong. I caused you to suffer grievances. It's my fault that I didn't investigate clearly and included that woman as one of your marriage candidates. Who knew Shen Rushan would raise such a daughter!"

Ho Mingzheng pursed his lips, saying nothing. His face turned pale.

Grandfather Ho knew he was in the wrong. It was he who pressured Huo Mingzheng into getting married early, and had people in South City's upper circles find him a suitable partner. The current head of South City will be retiring next year, and Shen Rushan's chances of taking his place are extremely high.

His daughter is undoubtedly the best match.

...On the contrary.

Old Master Huo was enraged and his heart ached. "I've already told the Shen family to call off the engagement!"

Huo Mingzheng's eyes were cold and his voice was light, "Grandfather, you decide."ngle-handedly peeling open her shirt. Underneath her coat, she wore a new Chinese style long dress with a clasp neckline. Ho Mingzheng tugged at it a few times.His three-dimensional, sharply defined f...

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