On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

Xing Mingyu held a lighter in his hand and lit a cigarette. The cold blue flame flickered, and the smoke slowly swirled between his fingers. His deep eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and he asked slowly, "What happened to him?"

"Hi, what a coincidence, Mr. Xing!"

At this time, someone got out of a car that had stopped on the other side of the road.

With a polite and humble attitude, he walked over and greeted Xing Mingyu warmly and loudly.

Before the person arrived, the hand for handshake had already stretched out from a distance.

Uncle Song raised his eyes and saw that the person coming towards him was President Han of a local bank.

President Han was appropriately humble and said cordially, "Uncle heard about your project in Yu County. The higher-ups are very optimistic about it."

Uncle Song raised his hand to check the time. There were less than ten minutes left before the meeting.

President Han's voice and Xing Mingyu's tall figure gradually faded away.

Outside the building of the Financial Forum Conference, wave after wave of big shots have entered.

Uncle Song returned to the car, and while waiting, he kept following the developments on the Internet.

In fact, if it wasn’t related to Qin Chuan, Song Shuben had no intention of mentioning it to his teacher.

Xing Mingyu had never been interested in this kind of filthy and boring celebrity gossip and would not read a single word of it.

Uncle Song turned on his phone and couldn't help but frown. The insults on the Internet were getting more and more fierce.

Miss Jiang is alone, and compared to Zhao Xi or Qin Chuan, if they meet them, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The only fate is to be crushed to death.

Moreover, the Jiang family, to put it nicely, is a moderately wealthy family. However, if compared with the Xing family, they can only be said to be at the bottom of society.

How can we control public opinion in the online world?

The air is excellent in the morning, with clear skies.

The interior of the conference center is solemn and dignified.

Xing Mingyu was wearing a well-fitting suit, with a dignified temperament, and his every move was very calm, giving him a sense of being born into a powerful family.

At the symposium, the man sat down and looked serious and focused.

Every second of time was precious to all parties involved, so there was no unnecessary small talk and they just shook hands and got down to business.

Not only did it talk about the spillover effects of the real estate market adjustment on the financial system, but it also talked about the relaxation of financing policies.

However, financing is still only available to high-quality real estate developers and those on the white-list.

Relatively speaking, the financing difficulties faced by real estate companies that are not on the white list have become more prominent.

During the break of the meeting.

An old man in his sixties sat next to Xing Mingyu and said, "Mingyu, you have no shortage of funds, and your interpersonal relationships are very powerful. You don't even need your father or grandfather to help you with anything. It's just a matter of a word from you. You see..."

Xing Mingyu lit another cigarette. He was not a heavy smoker, but the meeting was really long and boring, and the issues discussed were old stuff that he had heard eight hundred times before.

The elders present were satisfied with his performance, simply because he had a serious face with regular features, and he looked really cool and focused.

In fact, he was always absent-minded.

When the director of the foreign exchange administration talked about the topic that urbanization is still in the development stage.

Xing Mingyu was thinking seriously: Qin Chuan has such a cruel heart?

The relationship between people is as thin as paper, and many people walk together just for a short distance.

I don’t know at which fork in the road ahead we would separate and go our separate ways.

Then meet someone else who is going the same way as you and can accompany you all the way to the end.

Besides, Qin Chuan already has Zhao Xi, and the relationship has never been completely severed. Compared to being cruel, isn't the crime of "not being loyal" more serious?

"Ming Yu, are you listening?" asked Mr. Lu.

Xing Mingyu narrowed his eyes and was thinking about the attitude that Jiang Qianxun had expressed to Qin Chuan who came to the Yuhuwan Apartment to accuse her: she would not marry anyone else but him.

She was so infatuated with Qin Chuan that it was a little funny.

When Qin Chuan confessed his love to her, he might have just verbally painted a rosy picture for her, but she was so stupid that she had already prepared four dishes and a soup plus fruit for Qin Chuan, waiting to grow old together in the future, and eating with him every day.

Finally, I have to be responsible for washing the dishes.

Xing Mingyu looked calm, but he was in a very bad mood.

Another younger boss at the opposite table was always paying attention to the expressions on Mr. Lu and Xing Mingyu's faces.

What did Mr. Lu say?

Why does Xing Mingyu's face look so broken?

Mr. Lu looked innocent. Who the hell knew that Xing Er was such a fickle person and what was going on in his heart that made him lose defense.

It’s none of his business anyway.

Xing Mingyu finally lowered his eyes and glanced at Mr. Lu.

Although the old man in front of him had not finished speaking, Xing Mingyu had already understood the old man's purpose.

Xing Mingyu has never known how to be polite, let alone humble. Plus, he just happened to remember what Jiang Qianxun said: You are my first love, and I decided to marry you on the first day we were together.

He was not in a good mood, and retorted, "What do you mean, Mr. Lu? I don't lack funds, so I shouldn't use this financing benefit to give it to you? Then I am not in the whitelist for nothing, and I am honest and upright for nothing?"

Xing Mingyu didn't bother to argue with him and ruthlessly tore off the fig leaf of the hypocritical old Lu in front of him.

The older Old Man Lu got, the taller he became. He was just under 1.7 meters tall. He looked up at Xing Er and was shocked.

Honest and dutiful?

you?

You really redefined "honesty and duty". Have you asked the Chinese Idiom Dictionary if it agrees? !

Xing Mingyu had a defiant look on his face. He came from a very high family and he really didn't need to be humble to anyone.

But he always knew how to abide by the rules, knew what was important and never made any mistakes. But his arrogance was really annoying, and there was nothing we could do about it.

Mr. Lu was too embarrassed to bear with it, so he slipped away under the pretext of going out to smoke.

At his age, he was humiliated and smoked in the bathroom without closing the door.

Seeing a long-time friend passing by after peeing, he pulled him in, pulled up his pants, and complained to his long-time friend: "Why is this Xing Er so annoying? He is not short of funds. It is true that his company deserves financial support, but does he still need support from others? He is so rich, it would be fine if he didn't support others, but he also snatched the opportunity for others to be supported. Does he love money so much and save money so much?"

The old friend who was listening to Mr. Lu's complaints hadn't said anything yet when he heard a noise coming from far away at the bathroom door.

Xing Mingyu was dressed in a suit and tie, washing his hands, with a cigarette between his lips. He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Save money to get married."

It was clearly a very calm and light sentence, but it frightened Mr. Lu so much that he broke into a sweat.

How come this person appears and disappears like a ghost?

At the same time, in the hospital.

Jiang Wenyuan came to see his daughter. He thought Yinyin and her mother were joking when they called him, but when he arrived, he found that his daughter had really been struck by lightning.

Before he could question Jiang Qianxun after picking up the phone, he was shocked by the news sent by his secretary.

Huawen Group is now in danger, with leaks everywhere and a lack of funds that is difficult to reverse. Only by firmly holding on to Qin Chuan, the prospective son-in-law, can he see a glimmer of hope.

But how was his daughter slandered in this news?

Qin Chuan abandoned Qianxun for a female star?

Jiang Wenyuan's hand holding the phone was shaking. He frowned and turned around in circles, muttering, "What should I do? What should I do?"

Shen Lan said, "Old Jiang, in terms of public opinion, how can we be a match for celebrities? I feel bad for Qianxun being scolded like this, but Zhao Xi has Xihao Entertainment behind him, and we can't beat him."

Jiang Wenyuan was furious and looked up: "Have you seen this news a long time ago?"

Shen Lan was shocked. "I, I just saw it for a while. Yinyin hasn't woken up yet because of brain edema. Do I have the energy to care about other people? Lao Jiang, I swear to God, my daughter has been messed up by your ex-wife's daughter. I don't know whether she is dead or alive. I didn't follow the netizens to scold her. Am I the reincarnation of a kind-hearted bodhisattva?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at her daughter who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed due to being struck by lightning with a numb face, and her eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

Jiang Wenyuan stopped talking, sat on the chair with his cell phone in hand, and thought about countermeasures.

He absolutely could not let this Pixiu-like son-in-law get away with it, he had to squeeze some money out of him.