My Waste Husband

Chapter 44

Now, Richard was thinking about how to punish Chaning, who was disrespectful to him, and Sylvia as well. When he goes back this time, according to his relationship with Paul Cheng, Lins Group will belong to him. As for Henry, he would definitely kill him!

Paul gave the gift and left with a smile.

"Grandpa, I wish you a good day and a bright future. You're as lucky as the East China Sea and may you have a long life!" Simon stood up. He was the youngest grandson of the Cheng family. He was 21 years old today and was still in college. He looked childish.

Simon did not take out any particularly expensive gifts but sent a string of sandalwood bracelet.

"Grandpa, I'm studying at Du Hai. I met Master Hou by chance and took him as his teacher. This bracelet was personally polished by Master Hou and asked me to give it to you."

"Master Hou!"

"I didn't expect him to be Simon's teacher!"

The people in the room burst into an uproar when they heard the name.

Sam Hou, a famous antique expert in China, an honorary professor in seven well-known universities, had countless qualities.

Those who were interested in antiques were all rich people. Which one of them didn't want to invite Master Hou and become his student? What did that mean? Even an ordinary person with no power would directly fly to the branches and become a phoenix!

Paul, who had been smiling, glanced at Simon gloomily.

The onlookers could not help but secretly give a thumbs-up to Simon. He looked young and immature, but his means were superb. It was not so simple to be a student of Master Hou.

"Not bad." Old Master Cheng nodded, took the bracelet, and put it on his wrist. "Master Hou and I haven't seen each other for many years. Please tell him to contact me later. If he has time, let's get together."

"Okay, grandpa." Simon nodded and stepped aside.

Two of the Cheng Family's three direct descendants presented their gifts. One brought out wild ginsengs that could not be bought with money, while the other brought out the name of Master Hou and sent him a washed sandalwood bracelet. It could be said that the gifts they sent represented a certain social status. They could do this at such a young age. Although they were direct descendants of the Cheng Family, they could not be separated from their own abilities.

At this time, many people were guessing who Harry would choose. Most of them were still guessing Paul. At this moment, some people even smiled at Paul.

"Yo! The second grandson and the third grandson both congratulated to grandpa. Where's the oldest grandson? Why haven't we seen him at our own table?" Paul's mother spoke, and she pretended to look around the main house.

"Haha." Peter's laughter rang out. He stood up and said loudly, "If you meet an old friend, sit down and talk. I saw you show off, so I didn't get involved. Grandpa, happy birthday. Let me toast you. I'll drink first."

After that, Peter picked up the wine glass, raised his head, and finished it. He simply sat down, picked up the chopsticks as if there was no one else, and picked up the delicious food on the table.

Sylvia gave a wry smile. She knew too well what kind of person Peter was. She got up, picked up a small wooden box, and walked to Harry's table.

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"Mr. Cheng, may you be healthy and have a long life. It's a small gift. " Sylvia put the wooden box in front of Mr. Cheng.

Mr. Cheng laughed loudly. This was the first time he smiled like this at a banquet today. "How is your grandfather recently?"

"Thanks to great fortune, grandpa has been in good spirits recently, and he often talked about you. If he hadn't been this sick, he would have come to celebrate your birthday personally today." Sylvia smiled, as beautiful as the spring flowers.

"Old man, tell him that he can't die before I die." Mr. Cheng took the wooden box with great value. He looked at Lins family's table and praised, "You guys are not bad."

Sylvia smiled and paced back to the table of the Lin family. As soon as she came back, she saw Henry and Peter talking with each other.

There was a hint of helplessness in Sylvia's eyes. After a month of getting along with Henry, she completely understood his puzzling character. He and Peter really could talk only about one thing.

"Brother, I like your character. Come on, have a drink." Henry picked up the wine glass and took the initiative to say.

"Let's drink, don't lie on the table." Peter picked up the glass and clinked it with Henry's, and drank it all.

"By the way, brother, did you just say that you would go home to take back your own things? I heard that your grandfather will choose today!" Henry raised his eyebrows and whispered. His voice was so low that Sylvia couldn't hear it.

Sylvia sat aside and could only hear the two whispering.

"Yes." Peter put down the glass. "You are the husband of Sylvia. Presumably, she has told you that my father was expelled by grandpa at that time and has not been allowed to go home until now. What I have to do today is to let my father come back!"

"What do you want to do?" Henry asked in confusion. He could tell that the Cheng family was doing just like what Old Master Cheng wanted them to do. Everyone had to act according to Harry's attitude. How could the man who Harry personally kicked out come back so easily?

"Would you like to hear that?" Peter poured himself another glass of wine and drank. A strange smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"What?"

"Kill Paul and Simon," Peter said with a smile.

Henry was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed. Peter was really the same kind of person as himself. In the eyes of others, his thoughts might be a little crazy, and they were looking for death. But in Henry's eyes, this was the simplest and most convenient way.

Mr. Cheng did not allow Cheng's family to follow the business rules, politics, and military orders. From this point of view, it could be seen that he cared about his family very much. He was afraid that if he crossed the line, the whole Cheng family would be destroyed in the end.

The three main descendants of the Cheng family had all grown up. If two of them died, the Cheng family would be handed down on their own. Even if Mr. Cheng knew it was Peter who did it, he

would not punish him severely because he attached great importance to his family. At that time, Peter could do whatever he wanted. Not only would he achieve his goal, eliminate his competitors, but he would also establish his prestige in the Cheng family. His position in the future would be unshakable.

Henry thought for a moment and asked, "Peter, if you become the Cheng Family's leader, what benefits will my wife get?"

Peter shook his head and said, "I don't need to be the leader of the Cheng family. As long as they die, Sylvia will naturally get benefits. Richard privately contacted Paul and gave five percent of the shares of Lins Group, which is all the assets in Richard's hands. All the discerning people know what he is plotting."

"I see." Henry nodded. He really did not care about these problems. Lins Group was a colossus in the eyes of ordinary people, but it was nothing in Henry's eyes.

Regardless of whether Henry would like Lins Group or not, he would never allow anyone to bully his wife.