父子被删视频

It was embarrassing for Sisi to call Su Yanyun.

“Well, I lost the recording pen.”

“Lost it?” Su Yanyun’s heart tightened. “How did you lose it?”

She didn’t doubt Sisi’s loyalty, but she was worried about the severity of the whole matter.

Sisi clearly didn’t know where to start.

She hesitated for a long time before saying resentfully, “Third Young Master snatched it away.”

“Jinghui? Why did he snatch your things?” Hearing that the thing was in Jinghui’s hand, Su Yanyun’s first reaction was to heave a sigh of relief. “It’s okay, he won’t stand on the second branch’s side.”

“He thought that I was his father’s mistress and that I was plotting something, so he snatched the pen away.” Her tone was a little angry.

No, it shouldn’t be called snatching, but stealing.

In the end, she was the one who got the recording pen, but he got it secretly.

“It’s okay.” Su Yanyun heard the frustration in her voice and smiled. “I’ll call Jinghui and get him to hand me the recording pen.”

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before Sisi asked tentatively, “He... couldn’t have eavesdropped on the contents, right?”

“This, I’m not sure.” Su Yanyun propped her chin with her fingertips and thought. “But we’re all on the same side, even if he hears it... no!”

She suddenly thought of something. “You said that Hua Qingmei personally admitted that Rong Xiaoda is infertile, so Jinghui can’t be his son, right!”

“Mm.” Sisi didn’t comment.

“Calm Rong Xiaoda first. I’ll call Jinghui immediately.” Su Yanyun didn’t have time to talk to Sisi.

She immediately hung up and called Rong Jinghui.

The phone rang twice but was hung up.

Su Yanyun was nervous. She went to the study room and wanted to inform Rong Linyi immediately, but Rong Linyi was in the middle of a phone meeting and it was not good to interrupt...

...

Hua Qingmei came out of Luo Hao’s house.

She wore sunglasses and looked around to make sure no one found her. Then she walked out carefully and quickly.

She came to the road and was about to call for a car when a silver sports car stopped in front of her.

“Jinghui? Why is it you?” Hua Qingmei was shocked, but she still had a smile on her face.

Rong Jinghui’s expression was dark. He got out of the car without a word and grabbed Hua Qingmei’s wrist.

“Whose son am I?”

“You are...” Hua Qingmei widened her eyes. “What are you talking about... of course you are...”

“Whose son am I! Hua Qingmei, tell me!” Rong Jinghui suddenly yelled. “I know everything. Don’t play pretend with me, tell me!”

Hua Qingmei’s lips moved twice.

“Jinghui, I don’t know what you’re talking about... You’re my son, I...”

“I know everything.” Rong Jinghui raised the recording pen in his hand. “Hua Qingmei, I know everything about the mistress’ conversation with you. Rong Xiaoda is not my father at all. Who is my father and who is my mother? Tell me!”

Hua Qingmei looked at the recording pen in his hand in shock.

She couldn’t think straight.

“Your... your father.” She slowly looked at the house behind. “Your father is inside... Jinghui, although you’re not the Rong family’s child, you’re still my biological son... You, your adoptive father isn’t fertile. I had no choice but to stabilize my position in the Rong family...”