Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1108: Let's Talk

Yu Meilin pursed her lips in a grievance. "Why didn't I take her there? The doctor said that even if she was mentally weak, but it wasn't a serious illness. He prescribed her some medicine, but she wouldn't take them. No matter how hard I tried to persuade her, it was useless. What do you want me to do?"         

Mentally weak...     

Hou Yingyi rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Don't talk about others, even if I see her like this every day, I will be mentally weak! If there is no other way, just send her back to Jiang Huifang!"     

"I don't want to! I don't want to go there!" Wei Xiaoqing hugged her knees and shrank on the couch. "My child is here, I want to be here!"     

Hou Yingyi felt like collapsing. Wei Xiaoqing was like a psychopath now. Ever since she was released from the hospital, she couldn't hold her child at all. Her child was monopolized by Hou Zexian. How could this family be so weird lately?     

Hou Yingyi gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Xiaoqing, you can stay here if you want, but you better be a normal person! Don't make my family lose face."     

"I... don't want to go, I don't want to go!" Wei Xiaoqing kept saying these words over and over again as if Hou Yingyi's words hadn't reached her ears.     

Hou Yingyi looked at her and felt a little regretful.     

Wei Xiaoqing, who loved being beautiful and dressing like a little princess all day, was like a dream. He could only remember the beautiful girl in his memory.     

The current Wei Xiaoqing, with her messy hair, looked like a mad woman. She did not take care of her body, nor did she wear makeup. She looked like she was in her thirties and even had fist-sized bruises under her eyes.     

Hou Yingyi grabbed Wei Xiaoqing's hand and forcibly pulled her off the couch.     

Bang!      

Wei Xiaoqing fell to the floor like a pile of rotting meat.     

Hou Yingyi didn't feel sorry for her at all. He grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the door as if he was dragging a garbage bag.     

"Wei Xiaoqing, I can't live with you like this anymore. Scram!"     

"I don't... I don't want to!" Wei Xiaoqing struggled as she shouted at the top of her lungs, "I don't want to go! I won't go! Hou Yingyi, don't do this! I ...I won't go!"     

Yu Meilin watched from the side, not even trying to stop her son at all. Instead, she angrily said, "Can you let my family be in peace for a while? Every day you make such a fuss, in time this family will be destroyed by you!"     

As the saying goes, no matter how good someone's temper was, there would be times when they would not be able to accept it.     

As if Hou Yingyi didn't hear Yu Meilin's words, he dragged Wei Xiaoqing to the door without caring about anything else and opened the door.      

Just as he was about to throw Wei Xiaoqing out, the figure of a man suddenly appeared in front of him, standing in front of the door.     

As Hou Yingyi stepped back, his shoe accidentally stepped on Wei Xiaoqing's hand, which was lying on the ground. She was in so much pain that her tears flowed out. "Ah...Hou Yingyi, let go, let go!"     

Wei Xiaoqing suddenly pulled her hand away, causing Hou Yingyi almost to lose his balance. After steadying himself with difficulty, he looked at the man at the door with a wary look. "H-Han Yuanjun? What are you doing here?"     

The words "Han Yuanjun" struck Wei Xiaoqing's heart like a bomb. She suddenly raised her head and confirmed that the man in front of her was indeed Han Yuanjun. She was so scared that her whole body began to tremble.     

"H-Han...Han Yuanjun..."     

Suddenly, Wei Xiaoqing let out a strange cry as if she was seeing a ghost. Her arms and legs were like spiders as she quickly crawled away from the door.     

Yu Meilin also rushed there after hearing Han Yuanjun's name. She was so nervous that she brought her hands to her chest as she stared at Han Yuanjun who was standing in front of the door.         

Seeing his dark expression, she quickly explained, "M-Mr. Han, um ... All of this is not as you see it. Wei Xiaoqing has not been doing so well lately, and we want to take her to see a psychiatrist."     

Han Yuanjun just looked at Wei Xiaoqing, who had crawled away. He did not show any other expression on his face. Then he looked at Hou Yingyi and said casually, "Let's talk."     

Hou Yingyi clearly did not expect Han Yuanjun to come for him. He was not afraid of Han Yuanjun, it was just that Han Yuanjun's impressive demeanor was too much, making him feel a little uneasy.     

"If you have something to say, just say it here." Hou Yingyi tried his best to appear strong, but his impressive demeanor was just a joke in Han Yuanjun's eyes.     

Han Yuanjun raised his eyebrow and smiled sarcastically. "Are you sure?"     

Hou Yingyi saw the provocation and mockery in Han Yuanjun's eyes. That contemptuous tone scared him.     

After a moment's hesitation, he cleared the way. "Let's talk in the study room."     

Han Yuanjun sneered and came in.     

Yu Meilin quickly grabbed Hou Yingyi's hand and asked anxiously, "Yingyi, can you handle him alone?"     

"I will be fine." Although Hou Yingyi was a bit scared, he still pretended to be calm on the surface, "I'll go and see what he wants to talk about."     

Pushing away Yu Meilin's hand, Hou Yingyi chased after Han Yuanjun in a few steps and led him to the door of the study. When he opened the door, he saw Hou Shihong inside and respectfully said, "Dad, I have something to discuss with Han Yuanjun. I would like to borrow the room."     

Hou Shihong put down the book in his hand and looked at Han Yuanjun deeply. Without saying a word, he left the room.     

Hou Yingyi led Han Yuanjun into the room. He extended his hand towards the couch. "Please have a seat."     

Han Yuanjun sat down without saying anything.     

Hou Yingyi had always been an impatient person. Seeing that Han Yuanjun did not say anything, he asked, "Why are you looking for me?"     

Han Yuanjun looked at Hou Yingyi with an emotionless face. "Hou Yingyi, what do you think about nightclubs that sell ecstasy?"     

Hou Yingyi's expression immediately stiffened, and he said uncomfortably, "On the surface, it is not good, but where are there nightclubs that don't sell this kind of stuff? If we investigate this matter thoroughly, every nightclub in Imperial City sells this kind of stuff."     

"Right." Han Yuanjun smiled, "Then what about ice?"     

Hou Yingyi's heart pounded and his voice suddenly became several times louder. "Han Yuanjun, what are you trying to say?"     

"Nothing." Han Yuanjun casually took out a folder from his suit pocket and placed it on the table in front of Hou Yingyi     

Hou Yingyi frowned in suspicion. He slowly picked up the folder.     

Before he could open it, his forehead began to sweat profusely. When he finally opened the folder completely and saw the contents inside, his entire body was filled with extreme irritation and anger. "Han Yuanjun, are you investigating me?"