When Old Mrs. He heard that several million were scared, her face turned pale and her voice trembled, "No...no, that vixen..."

"Mom... Are you still called a vixen? Stop saying this. Do you want to go to the street to beg for food?" He Fugui interrupted his mother in anger. He was already sure that Tang Xiaonan was the mysterious Mrs. Huo.

There is no such coincidence in the world. He quarreled before his feet and sealed his factory after his feet. He has really encountered a difficult ironclad plan now.

"It's not that serious. Don't scare me with wealth." Old Mrs. He was about to cry. She didn't want to beg for food in the morning. She finally lived a good life, so she wanted to live for a long time.

In the past, her family was the poorest in the village and everyone looked down upon her. Now her family is the richest in the village. Even the village chief was respectful when he saw her. The mayor came to her house for dinner and called her an old lady. Don’t be so polite.

If the son goes bankrupt, those people will not be so polite. They are all snobbish, and Mrs. He knows very well.

"I scare you to pick up money? You can really cause trouble. If I can't hide this time, you all go begging me for food!"

He Fugui, who was furious, looked very ugly, completely forgot that he had all the prodigal women in his family. He used to be domineering in the community, and an owner came to complain to him, but he was even more arrogant than Mrs. He.

"Then I'll apologize to Mrs. Huo, will I kowtow to her and apologize?" Old Mrs. He was sad. Although this was quite embarrassing, as long as she could protect her son's factory, it would be nothing to be embarrassed.

He Fugui pondered for a while and said, "That's all we can do. I'll go with you in the evening, take these two bastards with me and kneel down at Huo's house. If Mrs. Huo doesn't forgive me, don't get up!"

The sickly Shanshan cried loudly in fear. She didn't know why her father was so fierce. In the past, she fought with children in the community, and her father would help her. What's wrong today?

"Crying, do you still have the face to cry? How can I raise you a prodigal son, you are a bad guy!"

He Fugui hated this dead girl so much that he couldn't help but slap her. Shanshan was already sick. The slap made her afraid and painful, and she coughed continuously. She even vomited a small bowl of porridge she had drunk before, and her body was covered in vomit, which was a mess.

Mrs. He felt sorry for her daughter and couldn't help but complain, "Shanshan is still sick, and it's not all Shanshan's fault. The three barbaric children of the Huo family are very fierce. Our Xiaofeng and Shanshan suffered a great loss, and Shanshan was scared to death."

"Bang"

He Fugui was so angry that he slapped his backhand. I couldn't hit him, and my children were biological, and no matter how angry he was, he couldn't bear to beat him. His wife had long lost her affection, so he naturally wouldn't be ruthless when fighting.

"You hit me? Hello, He Fugui, dare you hit me? I knew you were someone outside, I worked hard with you to run a factory, and you want to get rid of me now when you have money? No way, I'll fight with you!"

Mrs. He was not a good man, and she started to fight with He Fugui. For a moment, the He family was in chaos and uneasy. The neighbor next door heard the movement here and shook his head repeatedly. It was really unlucky to be a neighbor with such a back stove.

Of course, a woman's physical strength is not as good as a man. Although Mrs. He was strong, she was still beaten by He Fugui to have a bruised face and bruised body. He Fugui couldn't care about her anymore. She had to keep his factory now, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to afford to find a wife.
Chapter completed!