The Crippled Bigshot's Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

Chapter 52: Do You Think I Would Marry A Young Prostitute?

He Yaobai’s tone was still business-like. “Now, as long as you follow my plan and destroy the Lu family as soon as possible, everything will be fine.”

“As long as the He family doesn’t have any business threats, we will naturally have plenty of time to handle the wedding.”

“Really?” He Yaoxing’s eyes lit up. She had hinted to He Yaobai before, and he had always avoided this matter.

She did not expect that He Yaobai would give her so much hope today!

This must be a promise!

He Yaoxing was so excited that her eyes were red. Her exquisite red lips were almost torn from her biting. These were tears of joy.

“Good, good,” He Yaoxing said. “Brother Yaobai, I will take down the Lu family as soon as possible! I will make those old things die quickly…”

The He family in the Imperial Capital.

In the study.

He Yaobai hung up the phone. His noble fingers only lingered on the phone for a moment. A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes as he opened the document.

One of his subordinates could not help but ask, “Young master, are you really going to marry Wen Cheng?”

This was the first time He Yaobai had mentioned marriage to a subordinate who had followed him for more than ten years.

He originally thought that his boss did not like this woman at all.

After all, when Wen Cheng was 14 years old and approached He Yaobai, his subordinate was already following He Yaobai’s side. He knew Wen Cheng very well.

He Yaobai’s eyes were cold. Under the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the study, his tall nose bridge cast a silhouette.

He was wearing a high-end suit, which was specially made for him by overseas luxury brand designers.

Every inch of land in the He family was worth a fortune, not to mention even a cufflink on the heir of the He family.

He Yaobai revealed a trace of disdain and more indifference. “Do you think I would marry a young prostitute?”

He raised Wen Cheng for commercial benefits, purely for use.

As for Wen Cheng’s personal feelings, he directly ignored them.

Once he completely used her, he would throw away this useless chess piece.

However, Wen Cheng had extremely high commercial value now, and she was also going to be used as a chess piece by the He family, so he couldn’t just throw her away.

His subordinate immediately said respectfully, “The eldest young master is the heir to a top-tier noble family in the imperial capital. If you want to be worthy, then naturally you have to choose the daughter of a top-tier noble family with the purest bloodline to be worthy of you.”

However, in He Yaobai’s eyes, in the entire imperial capital, there was no woman who was worthy of him.

…

Rong City, Lu family.

He Yaoxing alighted from the Rolls-Royce. He was dressed luxuriously. The watch on his hand alone was already as expensive as 50 million yuan. This was respectfully sponsored by the luxury brands.

This was because He Yaoxing was now a top-tier actress in the country. Her commercial value had soared to over ten billion yuan. She was a walking luxury.

Lu Qingzhuo did not pick up her calls at all. Now that she had personally rushed over, she did not believe that she would not be able to intercept Lu Qingzhuo.

However, just as she got out of the car, she saw the back of a slender woman in the distance.

…

Because Old Madam Lu’s illness had basically passed the critical period, she could now go home and recuperate.

However, for the sake of her health, He Youran still promised Lu Qingzhuo that she would come to visit Old Madam Lu every day.

When Old Madam Lu heard that He Youran had come, she ignored the butler’s advice and personally got out of bed. Then, she stood at the door and waited for He Youran.

He Youran carried her special medical kit and immediately went forward. “Grandma, you should lie in bed and rest more.”