Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Xiao Lu's birthday party is over. He Bing and Zhao Lei go back with Xiaodian. Xiaodian was brought up by Yang Jindou's grandmother. Grandma and sun have a very good relationship.

He Bing and Zhao Lei come out. Zhao Lei puts his arm around he Bing's shoulder. "Bingbing, let's go home."

This words just fell, "Ding", he Bing sent a text message.

She took out her cell phone, opened the text message, then looked up at Zhao Lei with regret, "I can't go home with you."

Zhao Lei shrugged. He was obviously used to it. His wife was much busier than his president. "Another task?"

"Yes, I'm leaving."

Zhao Lei sighed and spoiled her hair. "Go, your husband and daughter can rely on themselves."

"Then I'll go." he Bing left.

But Zhao Lei pulled he Bing, "wait a minute."

He Bing looked at him suspiciously, "what else?"

Zhao Lei chuckled. "I can't call you if I have nothing to do. He Bing, you are my wife Zhao. You should have the consciousness of being a wife. Come on, hug."

Zhao Lei reaches out and hugs he Bing.

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He Bing came to the busy street. She began to take a taxi.

At this time, an ordinary van stopped at the gate of the convenience store. The rear door opened. Five or six children from the mountains got out of the car with their suitcases. They looked at the man in the driver's seat, "uncle, we're going to college." on the driver's seat of the van sat a man wearing a black V-neck T-shirt and a duck tongue hat on his head.

The hat was so low that I couldn't see his face clearly. I could only vaguely see his cold and smooth jaw.

His two big palms are pressed on the steering wheel. The big palms that work all year round are rough and cruel. Under the thin T-shirt, you can see his protruding strong muscles and strong male curves. The screen is full of rough Chinese flavor and male power, which makes people want to lick the screen.

At this time, a school bus stopped and the teaching director of X university came to pick up the children.

The teaching director stood in front of the school bus and waved to the man in the bus.

The man raised his deep ink eyes and looked at the teaching director, then turned to look at the simple children outside the window. He whispered, "let's go."

let's go.

Very simple two words, without any instructions.

The children's eyes were red. "Uncle, we will study hard and won't let you down."

The children ran away before they cried.

The man looked at the children's backs, then stretched out his palm and fumbled for a pack of cigarettes in the dark compartment of the car. He pulled out a cigarette and held it on his thin lips.

At this time, a girl suddenly ran back. The girl summoned up the courage to put her little face together and quickly kissed the man's handsome cheek, "uncle, when I graduate, I'll marry you and be your daughter-in-law."

With that, the girl ran away with a red face.

The teaching director kindly took the children's suitcases and said with a kind smile, "your uncle sends college students here every year. I think several girls say they will marry your uncle after graduation. It seems that your uncle is very charming."

The children smiled brightly. "It was uncle who adopted us. He gave us light and hope. He is the greatest and most lovely person in our hearts."

The teaching director nodded again and again. He knew what true love powder is fanatical powder. "Is your uncle's leg better?"

Speaking of this, the children quickly showed a sad expression, "uncle's leg was amputated three years ago, and now they all rely on prosthetics to walk, but uncle's physique is special. Every time they wear prosthetics, they will be allergic and painful, and they will get better for a long time."

The teaching director looked out of the window and sighed. He touched the heads of these children. Many of these children reported for medical treatment every year. He knew that these children wanted to save the man.

It will be fine. Good people in this world will be safe all their lives.

The man in the van narrowed his eyes and lit the cigarette in his thin lips. He began to swallow the clouds and drive the fog silently.