Chen Wei pushed the door and came in, and a bad smell came to his face. He frowned and saw his mother lying on the bed without moving.

The caregiver said a little embarrassedly: "Miss...was peed just now."

Chen Wei couldn't imagine how the aloof mother usually faced such an embarrassing thing. He was embarrassed to look at his mother's expression and nodded and said, "I know, you take good care of me, I won't treat you badly."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Zheying waited for a long time, but her son did not step forward to greet her.

She closed her eyes and tears came again.

Why, why, my son is doing this to me.

When Chen Wei insisted that she was discharged from the hospital, she knew that it must be Liang Xintao's idea. He was worried about being embarrassed and being targeted by tabloid reporters. He didn't care about her health at all. Has the relationship over the years been so cold today?

"My mom, my mom..."

On the bench in the park, Chen Wei burst into tears.

Ye Xian looked at him quietly, thinking that he was a willful child who had never experienced anything. You have pushed your mother to death step by step. Now you are coming to cry again. Who are you crying for?

"It's not your fault, Avi, who would have thought it would be like this? You just want to help her."

Ye Xian gently patted Chen Wei on the shoulder, and the latter opened his eyes wide and looked at her: "Isn't it really a mistake? Right, I actually made some things good, and I don't want to do this either."

"You have tried your best to Avi."

Chen Wei hugged Misye tightly, trying to draw strength from her.

"Your mom is sick now, and you should take more responsibilities like a man."

Ye Xian whispered to comfort him.

More responsibilities? Chen Wei wiped his eyes and nodded: "Yes, now my mother is sick, I have to take on the responsibility of protecting her mother and share her work." Perhaps because of the tears, his eyes were particularly bright.

Ye Xian's mouth was filled with an undetected smile: What a filial and good boy.

Mr. Liang has had a headache these days. He has tried hard to block the news, but the news that Ms. Chen is seriously ill is still flying all over the sky.

Some members of the Liang family came to him, thinking that since Ms. Chen was sick and could not take charge of her business, someone would have to replace her position.

"Cousin, I am not as good as me, and I will work harder to help my cousin and work for my sister-in-law for the time being."

When people came and went around and finally made such a request, Mr. Liang couldn't help but sneer: How thick-skinned this man is, he can come up with such a ghost idea.

Seeing that Mr. Liang was not good at liking Mr. Liang, several members of the Liang clan clan colluded to convene a board meeting, hoping to capture the power of the Liang clan into their own hands. Mr. Liang could stand out among the Liang brothers because of the interests of Liang clan and Ms. Chen's works. Now that Mr. Liang and his wife have caused so many scandals, Ms. Chen suddenly fell ill again, and it was impossible to say anything. The Liang family members with ulterior motives began to force the palace.

As soon as everyone sat down, they saw the door of the conference room open. Chen Wei walked in in a suit and looked around and nodded: "Hello, uncles and brother."

Some people responded politely, while others curled their lips disdain: Little drag bottle.

Chen Wei walked to Mr. Liang and stood there, opened the folder and handed it to Liang Xintao. The latter took it and took a look: "What? The shares were transferred to you?"

There is no shortage of procedures to follow in black and white paper, documents from the law firm, Chen Zheying’s private seal and hand seal.

Mr. Liang has been in the officialdom for so many years, and these legal documents can still tell the truth.

He looked up at his stepson, who showed an unfathomable smile: "Brothers in war will go to battle, father and son soldiers, Dad, I will definitely take over my mother's shares and stand side by side with you."

"Your surname is Chen!"

Mr. Liang's son is in trouble first.

"My mother's surname is Chen, too."

Chen Wei was not afraid and changed his concepts.

"Your mother is the wife of our Liang family. Who are you from the Liang family?"

Someone laughed.

Chen Wei looked at Mr. Liang: "I am my father's son."

Mr. Liang thought about it again and again. It is obvious that his biological son and several families forced the palace to be personally forced. He could not give up his interests. Chen Wei is just a fledgling child. How capable can he have? It is better to ask him to take this position first and then slowly make it easier. After all, he is not surnamed Chen, so it will be much easier to seize power from him in the future than to his biological son.

Thinking of this, he said firmly: "Yes, Avi is my son."

After hearing what he said, his two biological sons looked at each other and were full of disappointment with this father.

With the help of Misye, Chen Wei successfully signed all the documents and entered the board of directors.

Mr. Liang also made a high-sounding request to him: "Your mother has become like this now. Our family cannot be without a hostess. It is better to take Miss Hou over and help first."

Because her own interests were satisfied, Chen Wei agreed to Mr. Liang's decision. A week after Ms. Chen fell ill, Hou Jie'er and her son finally moved into the Liang family in a swagger.

The first thing she did when she arrived at the Liang family was to go to Ms. Chen’s room to serve tea.

The caregiver of Sister Fang was doing a good job of sacrificing her face. The room was clean and Ms. Chen was cleaned up by her, without a trace of strange smell.

Every time she peed, when there was no one, she would let Ms. Chen stay naked and deliberately humiliate her. After a while, she would clean up. Chen Wei and Mr. Liang only saw Ms. Chen being cleaned up and thought she was well taken care of, so she even paid her an extra salary.

Hou Jie'er said to go to worship tea, and Mr. Liang said, "No need, she can't sit up now."

"Oh, this is a courtesy. I must take good care of my sister in the future. We are three of us now, and I will think she is my own sister."

Hou Jie'er stood in front of Ms. Chen and looked down at the person on the bed. It was only ten days ago. Her face turned yellow and her head turned white. She looked how many years older than Mr. Liang.

Hou Jie'er proudly poured a cup of tea and put it to Ms. Chen's mouth, and whispered: "Sister, I'll give you tea."

Ms. Chen stared at her fiercely. Hou Jie'er pretended not to see it, and said, "Sister is in poor health. You can't drink the tea I toast now. But the gifts cannot be abandoned. After the tea, we are a family. The three of us are one. I am here to join you. In the future, no matter whether my sister can stand up or not, I will regard you as my own sister. Awei is my own son. Sister, don't worry."

Mr. Liang stood at the door and nodded with relief. He felt that Hou Jie'er was so generous. It was all Ms. Chen who had to stop her from entering the door. As a result, this was a mess. Isn't this a punishment from God?

While no one was paying attention, Hou Jie'er pinched Ms. Chen's arm hard: "Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of our husband."

Ms. Chen's chest was so angry that she undulated, and she fainted in front of her eyes.

Hou Jie'er shouted, "Darling, my sister fainted with joy."

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