My Remarried Wife

No way!

It was because of her that Richie behaved like this for the first two times. She couldn’t let him take the blame.

Thinking of this, Forsythia walked up to the Lord without hesitation and said, “the Lord, it’s not Mr. Ye’s fault. It’s all my fault.”

“What did you say?”Squinting his eyes, the Lord said in a dangerous tone, “what does this have to do with you?”

“It was me…”

“It’s me who didn’t let her go to see Justin. The Ye group doesn’t want to cooperate with the Lu group. If you are dissatisfied with anything, we can meet at the board of directors.”Suddenly, he interrupted her in a cold voice.

Shocked, Forsythia stood still and looked back at him in disbelief.

What happened to him?

Why didn’t she tell the truth in front of the Lord? Why did he hide it for her?

“Mr. Ye?”

“Fuck off!” “Is it your turn to interrupt the Ye clan?”

“……”

Forsythia bit her lower lip and moved aside with a pale face. Then her hands clenched tightly. Her lower lip was almost bitten to bleed.

Seeing this, Hanson felt sorry for her.

the Lord was pissed off by his son’s words. He knew he wouldn’t hold a board meeting because the people on the board supported him very much. It was not the right time yet

the Lord didn’t plan to let it go if they didn’t stay overnight.

“Don’t think that I don’t dare to hurt you, Richie.”

here, Grandpa. You can hold a board meeting at any time, as long as

he raised

bloodthirsty, full of self-confidence

He was confident.

acted unexpectedly and often did some surprising actions, what happened later would prove for him that what he

knew that they had looked down upon him since

made the board of directors look at him with new eyes. Everyone knew that he was only

You have to give

that the situation was serious and worried that it would

it doesn’t matter if we don’t cooperate.

merciful to keep him alive,” Richie said

the Lord’s reaction was the most intense. “You are an unfilial son! How could your father give birth to such a thing as

to cooperate with the Lu group. He

think so. “Replied

headache. She always felt that he was deliberately irritating the Lord, and every word

listen to him! Is that

ask the driver to send you home.”Without saying anything else, he just helped

to the

her face pale, and there was a

of a sudden, Richie ordered

But Forsythia stood still.

“Can’t you understand me?”

me?” asked Forsythia,

he raised

fault, isn’t it? Why don’t you let me make it clear to the Lord? It’s my fault!

you

wrong

me say it a third time. Get out of

wrong with you, Richie? Don’t you hate me? But why do you always help me? As long as I make it clear to the Lord,

that he had flirted with