Bossy President Excessive Love

"Leave now, and I won't fight." He Zi understood the meaning of brother Jiang Feng and threatened.

Aunt he was unwilling, angry and hated the two people in front of her. She had to turn around and leave.

She can't let her son come and see such a bad side of her.

Let's not let those reporters surround her, ask about her private life, and be seen by her son.

Let's not let our son lose face because of her.

When Aunt he got on the bus, the hatred in her eyes was as thick as black fog, which made her eyes look scary.

Today, she will not give up all her hate and will definitely give them back twice as much.

Jiang Feng, he Zhe, Gu you!

You'll see.

The office is quiet again. He Zi goes to see the head of Jiang Feng.

"Nothing!" Jiang Feng waved.

"No, I have to see!" He zhe pulls him to sit on the sofa, his fingers lift his hair, and sees that his scalp is red. He Zi just feels his breath smothering.

She would rather hurt herself than hurt Jiang Feng a little.

Brother Jiang Feng was poisoned by others before, and his brain was damaged, which was not easy to recover.

He zhengbuckwheat actually hurt his scalp. He Zitou was inexplicably upset.

"Brother Jiang Feng, let's go back first and let Grandpa Zhong have a look." He Zi said, and went to get the bag.

Jiang Feng is a calm face: "just a little pain in the scalp, you don't have to be so nervous."

"How can I not be nervous?" Hezi said that tears would come out. How afraid she was of him.

Jiang Feng can't let her go. Looking at the anxieties and worries in her eyes, he can only go back with her first.

Back home, Gu listened to Hezi gently talk about Aunt he who hurt her brother, and her eyes sank slightly.

She hated who hurt her brother the most.

Grandpa Zhong gave Jiang Feng a pulse and said, "Jiang Feng is OK, you don't need to be so nervous."

Hearing grandpa Zhong's affirmation, Hezi and Gu Qingcai let go.

Jiang mother brought out a pot of tea and scolded: "that Aunt he is really rare in the world. How could there be such a vicious person. "

"No!" Gu gently now thinks that Aunt he is so bad, inexplicably feels that maybe he and Lin Mo didn't go together at the beginning, which is also the arrangement in the dark.

After all, aunt he is so bad. If I get married, I will be killed by Aunt he.

Aunt he is really too bad!

Just thinking, Lin Mo's phone call came in.

Gu glanced at his phone number on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up to answer.

She didn't know how to deal with Lin Mo, but some time ago, he went to his hometown to help her deal with her father's affairs. She had made it clear that he was his mother.

What's more, his mother's mistake should not be counted on Lin mo.

In fact, Lin Mo is also a victim.

She and He Zi both doubted whether Lin Mo's car accident was arranged by his aunt.

Maybe aunt he just wants to arrange a small car accident to stop her son.

But I didn't expect that it would lead to such a serious accident that Lin Mo lost a leg.

Lin Mo's voice came: "my mother just came back and said she had a fight with your brother. Is your brother OK?"

Gu gently thought that he called to confirm whether the photos and videos that were put on the Internet were stolen by them.

Unexpectedly, he called, but he was concerned about his brother. Gu gently crossed his heart.

"My brother is fine." Gu said softly.

Lin Mo heaved a deep sigh at the other end of the phone, and then said, "gently, if you have any plans, you need to deal with my mother, don't care about me. I can see how bad she is. "

Knowing that he is also suffering now, facing a mother he loves and hates, and is the closest, and now has been exposed so many scandals, his heart must be very sad.

Gu gently wants to comfort him, but the relationship between the two seems to be beyond comfort.

Jiang Feng saw his sister was silent all the time. He reached over and said, "give me your cell phone!"

After Jiang Feng's illness, he also thought of many things before, how Lin Mo and his sister met, and how Lin Mo had been around her for several years.