Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Qiu Tai's mind was not working fast enough, and he felt a little irritated. "Stop keeping me in suspense and explain yourself clearly."

Yingsha curled his lips, his face full of sarcasm, "No wonder you are often scolded by the Second Young Master. With such a brain, who else would be scolded if not you?"

"Yingsha!" No matter how brave Qiu Tai was, he could not tolerate him being humiliated so bluntly, and his face immediately turned bad.

Yingsha lazily glanced at the dark night outside the window. The voice was mixed with darkness, like a ghost in hell demanding lives, and it was eerie and sad.

"The waters of the Di family are already muddy. We might as well muddy them a little more. This way, the Second Young Master might have a better chance of winning. As for Young Master Yin, do you really think he wants to be the heir to the Di family? Don't forget, Old Master Di forced him to separate from his daughter for three years and raised her into an obedient puppet."

"You mean Master Yin hates the Master?"

Qiu Tai frowned and asked, if so, then it would be easy.

"Shouldn't I hate him? If you were Master Yin, would you let go of all the pain and suffering your daughter has gone through just because of the word heir to the Di family?"

Qiu Tai suddenly realized, "So Young Master Yin agreed to return to the Di family as the heir for a purpose. This is the best. After all, the Second Young Master has poured all his efforts into the consortium. How can he sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor?"

"It's just that it's been a few days since the crash. When are you going to do it?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? The stage has just been set up. We should let Mr. Di and Mr. Yin sing first." Yingsha said calmly.

Qiu Tai was choked by him, said "OK", and hung up the phone.

***

The next day.

Yin Junye looked at the binding contract that Di Guanwei had Lu Mian draft overnight, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Old man, how worried are you about me?"

Di Guanwei sneered, "You have always been very critical of me and the Di family, so I have to let it go."

The terms and conditions in the contract were clearly marked, but they were all restrictions that were unfavorable to Yin Junye.

He was not allowed to touch the Di family with revengeful intentions, he had to obey Di Guanwei's orders, and all internal projects in the future had to be reviewed and approved by him.

Line after line, row after row, not only are there constraints, but there is also a desire for control.

The more Yin Junye read the regulations below, the deeper his smile deepened. It seemed that this old man had taken all the benefits? What about him? Was he being manipulated like Tiantian, a puppet?

Wow.

The paper was suddenly torn into two pieces by Yin Junye, and the cycle continued over and over again. Finally, the living room was covered with shredded paper, like snow falling from the sky.

Seeing this, Lu Mian, who was standing next to them, took a deep breath again. Needless to say, the grandfather and grandson would have another big fight.

But the master is the same. He just comes up with harsh rules. Does he think the young master is a fool?

"You have taken all the benefits. Your surname is Di, so how can you be so shameless?" Yin Junye spoke in a lazy and unrestrained tone, full of arrogance.

Di Guanwei's blood pressure soared with rage, and he slammed the table in anger. "Even if you're not satisfied, you shouldn't have torn up the contract. With your temper, hmph, you can't achieve anything without hard work. How can I trust you to hand over the Di Group to you?"

"And what benefit did I get? I just listed some terms to restrict you for the sake of the Di family. You can't accept that?"

"Then can you accept obeying my orders?" Yin Junye refuted him coldly.

"How dare you! I'm your grandfather. How dare you tell me to obey you? Do you still have an elder like me in your eyes? Even your father wouldn't dare to do this to me."

Di Guanwei knew that Yin Junye had a rebellious and eccentric personality, but he really disliked his disrespect for elders.

"Grandpa? What kind of grandpa? Did you never give birth to me and raise me for a single day, or did you hide my daughter for three years and even kill her? Old man, you're really so shameless."

"You...you..." Di Guanwei was so angry at Yin Junye that his breathing became heavy and veins on his forehead bulged.

A pair of sinister, dark eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty and fierce edge as he stared at the rebellious grandson in front of him, his chest heaving and his teeth clenched.

Listen to what this unfilial son said, is he trying to piss him off to death? Sure enough, he was right. This kid didn't intend to be the heir to the Di family at all. He just came to collect his debts.

"Master, please don't be angry. If you have something to say, talk to the young master nicely." Seeing that Di Guanwei was almost out of breath, Lu Mian quickly poured out a heart pill for him and then helped him to straighten his back.

She winked at Yin Junye again, signaling him not to provoke him again.

But Yin Junye was born with a rebellious streak. He glared at him and said, "Did your eye cramp? Otherwise, why are you raising your eyebrows at me?"

This sentence instantly made Lu Mian's feet go cold. Does this young master want him to be pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by the master, and then be scolded as a traitor?

well! ! !

After taking the heart-saving pills, Di Guanwei's mood eased a little. He raised his eyes and stared at Yin Junye, who had a cold and unruly expression, and his tone was solemn.

"If you have this attitude, then there's no need for you to be the heir to the Di family. I can't hand over the Di family's century-old foundation to someone like you who has evil intentions."

"Okay, then you hand it over to your adopted son and see if he can lead the Di family to a higher level?" The screen was full of sarcasm.

The anger Di Guanwei had managed to suppress surged again, and a sweet, fishy taste rose in his throat. His expression suddenly changed, and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood...

"Master." Lu Mian was horrified when he saw him vomiting blood. "Quick, call a doctor."

The scene suddenly became chaotic. The servants hurried to call a doctor. Lu Mian, with trembling hands, helped him lean on the sofa, then took out a tissue to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking panicked and worried.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Hang on, the doctor will be here soon. You must be fine, otherwise..."

"Shut up, I'm not dead yet." Di Guanwei panted angrily.

His dark eyes, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, looked at Yin Junye who was sitting opposite him. Seeing that there was no trace of tension on his handsome face, he felt inexplicably upset.

He is his grandfather after all. Is this kid really not worried at all?