Chapter 132

Half mountain villa.

Cheng Jie put his legs on the table and turned his mobile phone in his hand. In his ear, he heard the voice just falling.

"I said that Gu juixi would not doubt me, but he already doubted you." Cheng Jie light mouth says.

"You really know your brother." In the air, suddenly came a man's cold voice, "but thanks to you this time, Gu juixi still thought his brother had died and set up a game to avenge you, but he didn't know that you had arranged this death for him."

The mobile phone in Cheng Jie's hand suddenly stops. There is a cold flash in his eyes. In his memory, it is the pain he suffered in those years, the flesh and blood, and the mental breakdown.

All of these, he will take back from those who give up on him.

Cheng Jie put down his feet and pressed his hands on the table. "Mr. Cheng, I helped you deal with Gu juexi. I hope Mr. Cheng remembers our deal."

"I naturally remember, but ye Yuwei didn't appear at the right time. She was a big variable of Gu JieXi." Said the man over there again.

Cheng Jie's hands are pressed on the table, and a little green veins appear on the back of his hands.

Ye Yuwei.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, with an indescribable evil spirit.

"Song Helian, you don't have to worry about it at all. It's a brave but not resourceful existence." Cheng Jie sat back again. "He thought that as long as he signed the contract, you would show up. What's more, it was not pleasant with Gu juexi, so you didn't have to take him seriously at all." After Cheng Jie finished, he put his legs on the table again, and Mike stood behind him, "he, I will naturally put it in the last place to deal with him."

And at this point in the hospital.

Aunt Mao's legs are hanging, and she is not lying well now.

Ye Yuwei can't laugh or cry and always helps aunt Mao take things. Aunt Mao sighs in her heart, where can she find such a good daughter-in-law?

It's really the young master. That child is too stupid.

By this time, it was dark outside.

"Aunt Mao, what do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy it for you." Ye Yuwei asked as she helped aunt Mao to arrange the quilt.

"Aunt Mao is not hungry. She just wants to talk to you." Aunt Mao spoke like an old child.

"I'll listen to what you want to say." After finishing the quilt, ye Yuwei reaches for Aunt Mao's hand.

"Aunt Mao knows that you two are separated. If you don't say it, it proves that you are a good child." Aunt Mao sighed, "but there are some words, aunt Mao still wants to ask you."

Ye Yuwei listened to Aunt Mao's words. She was sad in her heart, but she still kept smiling, "you ask."

"Aunt Mao wants to ask you, what you care about most is his connivance to that little bitch, or because your efforts can't get his response?" Aunt Mao's old heart is not old, and her questions follow the trend of the times.

Ye Yuwei pauses for a moment, as if she didn't expect that Aunt Mao would ask such a question.

At this moment, Gu juexi, who wanted to go in, stopped.

Assistant Wen stopped in a hurry and stood at the door.

That's a good question.

Ye Yuwei didn't know what to do with this question, so she didn't answer.

"You loved him, didn't you? You study hard for him, you study mathematics and management for him, you pay so much for him, why do you choose to give up? " When Aunt Mao asked this question, she was obviously worried.

Ye Yuwei bowed her head and slightly pursed her lips. Even her breathing was disordered by the fluctuation of her mood.