My Best Wife

Chapter 1235 Mid-Autumn Festival (twenty-three)

Many people are even wondering whether Wang Xia will directly overthrow Wang Mingda and take the upper hand like Zheng Mingjie did before encircling and suppressing Asia and America.

Under such circumstances, how could He Meiqing still want Wang Xia to set foot in her own home, although this is actually Wang Xia's home.

But when Wang Xia did things, how could it be possible to go back and take into account the feelings of He Meiqing, even she knew He Meiqing's mind, the more He Meiqing was angry, the more she would do it.

So now, Wang Xia drove the car and appeared at the door of Wang's villa. Of course the servants were all human, and she and her car hurriedly opened the door to usher her in. When He Meiqing heard the movement and came out, she instantly paled with anger and scolded a swear word, then came out with her son in her arms, standing in the hall, waiting coldly for Wang Xia to come in.

Wang Xia held a bunch of white lilies without even looking at He Meiqing, she was about to walk in. He Meiqing said coldly: "Wang Xia, what are you doing here for the festival? Don't tell me that you came home for the festival. When did you treat this place as your family and when did you treat us as your family? Ever? All day long thinking about taking the wisdom as your own, don’t think that others don’t know your thoughts, and you can’t see what you are doing! You hooked up with the board of directors, not just to get your dad out of office Will you kick our family out?"

Hearing her talking, Wang Xia stopped, and looked at her coldly and said, "You think too much, right? Did I say I was here for the festival? I'm sorry, the Mid-Autumn Festival has to worship ancestors and family members. I'm here to worship my mother. Please don't get in my way."

He Meiqing's expression suddenly changed: "What do you think of this place? A cemetery? You want to worship your mother and go to her grave. Why are you here? Want to curse us to death? Your heart is too vicious, right?"

He Meiqing herself is actually very scheming and tactics, otherwise she would not succeed in the upper position, but now she was forced to retreat by Wang Xia in Mingda. Originally, she wanted her brother He Huaqing to help, but Wang Xia was the same. There was no fight back.

Now even Wang Mingda’s position has begun to waver. Before, he was very determined to leave Mingda and most of his inheritance to their son in the future, but He Meiqing secretly transferred shares and embezzled funds. Wang Mingda He gradually became aware of it, and reminded He Meiqing directly and eyeily. Unfortunately, He Meiqing was worried that Wang Xia's coming to power would be detrimental to them, so he ignored Wang Mingda's warnings and persuasion, which made Wang Mingda angry. After all, He Meiqing is younger than him, and his health has not been very good in the past few years. Once something goes wrong, when He Meiqing takes his son and Mingda to remarry, then he has worked hard all his life. In the end, hasn't he been working for others? No matter what Wang Xia said, that was also her own daughter, and now she is getting better and better, and her ability has been proven step by step, so Wang Mingda is already considering redistributing these things. Therefore, He Meiqing couldn't hold back, and became more and more uncontrollable.

For this kind of deliberate provocation, how could Wang Xia go to Fang Zong’s arrogance, so she immediately fought back, gritted her teeth and whispered in He Meiqing’s ear: "Don’t worry, I don’t have that idle time to curse you. Now, for the kind of people who can kill people and still have the face to enter the house, I usually curse them that life is not as good as death, and they are not good to die."

"Also, this house was originally renovated. If you killed my mother, wouldn't you feel her ghost watching you every day?" Wang Xia said with a sneer. Thinking of her mother's tragic condition when she was seriously ill, her fear and resentment when she died, Wang Xia felt that she wanted to tear the woman in front of her to pieces.

He Meiqing shuddered, her hair was completely blown up, and she raised her hand to hit Wang Xia: "You woman, you are so feminine! Get out of me now, or I will call the police!"

"Call the police." Wang Xia said coldly, "This is my home, He Meiqing, your days are coming to an end. Sooner or later, I will bring this back here, if you are still as uninterested as you are now Leng stood and refused to move, I will ask the police to come and take you away."

The purpose of Wang Xia's coming today is very clear. She actually came to provoke deliberately. She has tolerated He Meiqing for too long, too long. Now she has more than half of her mind in her hands. She is not afraid of He Meiqing at all, and she can no longer endure her. On the contrary, she will use the radical method to make He Meiqing walk faster on the road to death.

The noise made Wang Mingda also come down from upstairs, and asked impatiently: "What the **** is going on?" Seeing Wang Xia, she coughed unnaturally and said, "Xiao Xia is back, let's sit for a while. Will eat."

He Meiqing cried and said, "Mingda, you still treat her as a daughter. What do people take you for? If we treat our family as enemies, I can't wait for us to die! You don't know what she is all about, you Tingting What she said just now!"

"Festivals, what do you say is not dead!" Wang Mingda said impatiently, "Don't make any noise!"

He Meiqing was stunned for a moment, and continued to cry, Wang Xia pushed her away: "Say it again, don't get in my way." Then he opened He Meiqing directly with her body, holding the bouquet and walked to the room where her mother once lived. It's already empty here, with nothing left. Wang Xia closed her eyes, remembered the position of the bed in her memory, gently placed the flowers near the head of the bed, and then bowed a few times: "Mom, you were taken away, and I have helped you take it back step by step. You must bless me in the spirit of heaven, bless me all the best, and completely make He Meiqing's humble life worse than death.

There was no one living in the house for a long time, and the air flow brought by her after she came in rolled up the curtains, like a figure shaking, but also like a soft sigh. Wang Xia's coldness just disappeared, tears slowly formed in her eyes, and she murmured: "Mom, today is Mid-Autumn Festival, how are you there?"

Originally, it should be mother, her, and the person outside who could be regarded as her father, spending the holidays together happily, but all this has been destroyed by He Meiqing. But He Meiqing hadn't realized it yet, Wang Xia's eyes were burning with raging anger and hatred.

When she came out of the room, Wang Xia had returned to her indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened, and He Meiqing was hugging her son tightly at this time, as if she was hugging her own amulet, in fact, she The biggest support was indeed this son. Looking at Wang Xia, the hatred in her eyes could almost nail Wang Xia to death.

But Wang Xia ignored her and walked straight past her. He Meiqing was already trembling with anger. If it weren't for Wang Mingda, she might be able to tear it up with Wang Xia directly. But Wang Xia just walked to Wang Mingda and said faintly: "Dad, happy holidays."