Back To 80s: Husband, You Are Under Arrest

Lu Qingyao retracted his hand at his wife's waist, "Ok."

The real bass gun, especially seductive.

Ning Qing chuckled, "When spring begins next year, call me along."

"Alright."

"Regimental Commander Lu, from now on you have to give me a present every holiday, and from time to time you have to come up with a different story as our anniversary. It doesn't matter if ten or fifty years pass, even if I'm an old lady you still can't forget about our anniversary."

"Alright."

"Also, Regimental Commander Lu, you have to depend on me for your entire life."

"Alright."

When Lu Qingyao heard the woman say that she had lived her entire life, her deep eyes clearly softened.

Ning Qing yawned, "Alright, go to sleep."

She stood up, and the next second, her lips were covered by a man's.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the room was filled with a beautiful atmosphere.

The An clan.

As An Jingguo listened to the wind and snow blowing outside, he raised the alcohol in his hands up, and sadness filled his murky eyes.

Old Madame An came down from the stairs wearing her coat. Seeing her son like this, her heart felt really bad.

She coughed. "The Sutra of the Nation."

An Jingguo came back to reality and when he saw his old mother, he casually wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and asked, "Mom, why did you come down?"

Old Madame An waved his hand and sighed: "When people get old, it's easy for them to fall asleep at night." She poured a glass of water and sat beside her son. She sighed deeply. "Son, there are some things that can be done easily."

An Jingguo's pupils constricted as he moved his head away uncomfortably, "Mom, you, you already know everything?"

His mother's words caught his attention, and he gave a wry smile.

"You are my son, how can I not know what you are thinking?"

Old Madame An sighed.

His youngest son valued friendship and righteousness, but because of that, he couldn't let it go.

"I …" An Jingguo pulled away from the memories as tears unconsciously fell from his eyes, "Mom, I was just sitting here thinking, should I get a divorce or not?"

After saying that, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Mom, I've thought it through. Since she gave birth to this child, I will divorce her."

Old Madame An was finally relieved and said three good words in a row, "We recognize our child."

When she saw that her son was willing to divorce her, a hint of joy appeared on her elderly face.

If conditions permitted, she would definitely set off firecrackers outside.

An Jingguo drank another cup of wine and looked at his excited mother. She was already in her seventies, and now, because of him, she had been tolerating her daughter-in-law for the past few months, teaching him and letting him eat a warm meal at home.

He felt sorry for his children and his mother.

In fact, he had been thinking about divorce ever since he last chatted with his mother.

Yesterday, when he saw the envious gazes from Lu Qingyao and his wife and the children, he suddenly came to a realization.

He wasn't the only one who cared about Feng Yue; he still had children to take care of — the tiger's head and the tiger's brain no longer had a mother's love, and he couldn't let them lose a father's love any more.

An Jingguo stared at a corner of the living room, "Tomorrow, when she returns from her parents' home, I will talk to her about the divorce."

What An Jingguo did not know was that the Hu Family was currently surrounded by red soldiers.

Hu Yuehong and Old Man Hu anxiously answered a few questions, and the entire house was turned upside down, seeing that no one was really going to leave.

The leader of the group warned Hu Yuehong fiercely, "Right now, we are mainly investigating the situation. You Black Five Class women are even more so under investigation.

He left without looking back.

Hu Yuehong was so scared that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, he looked at his father helplessly, "Dad, I …"

Old man Hu was obviously used to it. He said helplessly, "Yue Hong, this is the reason why I didn't let you divorce me."

Thinking of something, Hu Yuehong had no choice but to cry.

Papa Hu's tone was choked with emotions, "Why do you think these investigation teams would come to our house? There must be someone who came to complain. Huo Weitao and your ex-wife are entangled with each other, you and Huo Weitao are entangled with each other inextricably. Yue Hong, our family has been beaten into five categories, not clean. Let's not talk about divorce with a child. When Huo Weitao asked you to propose a divorce, he wanted to go to jail. "

Why couldn't he think clearly about his foolish daughter?

If Huo Weitao really liked her, or had the courage to marry her, then why would he enter the Fang family of the woman for the sake of living?

Among Hu Yuehong's father's words, he had only picked one important point — — Huo Weitao would go to jail.

She nervously asked: "Dad, why is Mr. Huo in jail? What did he do? Did An Jingguo say something to you? Did he say that if I were to divorce him, he would send Mr. Huo to prison? "

Papa Hu was disappointed!

"You foolish girl, it's hard to separate from military matters. Huo Weitao is bothering you now, if he doesn't go to jail, who will?"

When it came to Huo Weitao, Old Man Hu's eyes were filled with disdain, "In order to protect his life, the family that he married is not easy to mess with. He could do anything for that little life of his. "

This was the place where Mr Hu hated this man the most. He was not a man at all.

When Hu Yuehong heard that Huo Weitao was going to reunite with his ex-wife, his heart completely shattered.

The next day.

When Hu Yuehong walked out of the village, he saw Huo Weitao dressed in thin clothes standing not far away, her face completely red from the cold.

The woman's heart ached.

She remembered what her father had told her last night and looked away stubbornly.

What she believed in was freedom of love. Yesterday, her father had mercilessly ripped apart her belief to let her see the cruelty within.

Huo Weitao walked over with a sorrowful pace, "A Yue."

The man stretched out his hand, then thought of something before quickly withdrawing it. He turned his head to the side and said with deep emotion, "A'Yue, do you hate me? "Hate me, yes, that's right!"

What Hu Yuehong did not want to see the most was Huo Weitao doing the same. She cried and asked in a tearful voice, "Mr. Huo, you … "I, I just want to know if it's true that my dad said you were going to reunite with your ex-wife?"

That seemed to take all her courage.

Huo Weitao's eyes darkened, a different emotion flashed under her long eyelashes as she nodded.

Hu Yuehong immediately sobbed, "Wh, why?"

He had clearly said that he would not like that fat and ugly woman. The person he loved the most was her, so why did he need to reunite with her?

Could it be that everything he said was a lie?

Hu Yuehong sobbed, "Huo Weitao, you, you lied to me? Were all the things you said to me before just a lie? "

Having said so, she elegantly wiped her tears away with her orchid-like fingers. She wanted to turn around and leave elegantly, but realized that she could not move a single step no matter how hard she tried.

Huo Weitao shook his hair, and said with an uncontrollably sad voice: "Xu Zhimo once said, 'Get it, I'm lucky; No, my life.'." A'Yue, let me use this body to protect you from the incoming snow, let me protect you. "

Hu Yuehong sensed that something was wrong with his lover, "Mr. Huo, what happened? "Why do you say that?"

Huo Weitao could not help but sigh, as he extended his hand out to grab Hu Yuehong's hand, "A Yue."

Hu Yuehong's slender finger had just touched her lover's hand when she quickly withdrew it. It was full of tears, "Mr. Huo, tell me.

His heart-wrenching expression was as exaggerated as it could be.