Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

A week later, Fu Mingzhu's hunch was fulfilled.

Secretary Wen walked into the office with a pale face. Fu Mingzhu saw her and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

Secretary Wen's eyes were red and his voice was a little low: "Mr. Fu, something happened to my cousin."

Fu Mingzhu frowned: "what's going on?"

"He has a case, an economic case. Now he has been reported to collect black money and falsify evidence, but I know my cousin won't. He won't do such a thing as a decent person." Secretary Wen said and cried: "my aunt's family is dying of anxiety, and my aunt and uncle had a good job, but now they have been dismissed. President Fu, I know it's too much to ask, but I want to beg you... Because I introduced my cousin to you, and only you can save him at this time."

Fu Mingzhu calmed down at this time. The calmer she was, the colder her heart was.

She understood what Secretary Wen meant. Lan Yu did all this because she didn't get back to him for a long time.

Fu Mingzhu stood up, took a paper towel, wiped his eyes for secretary Wen, bent over and looked at her: "don't cry, I promise I'll save Wen Jingfan, okay?"

Secretary Wen was stunned and cried again, "so... What will happen to you?"

Fu Mingzhu shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I won't do anything. The most I can do is to ask Lan Yu. In addition, don't talk to Wen Jingfan about this. Do you understand?"

Secretary Wen hugged her all at once and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. I'm not good. I introduced my cousin to you, otherwise you wouldn't be threatened passively."

Fu Mingzhu patted her: "what are you talking about, fool? I'm very happy these days."

In fact, it was her fault. Since the night Lan Yu came back and raped her, she shouldn't have any contact with Wen Jingfan. How could she naively think that Lan Yu would let her go... But she didn't think that he could be so mean.

She comforted Secretary Wen. After a pause, she took the phone and dialed Lan Yu's cell phone.

It rang several times before he picked it up. Lan Yu didn't pick it up himself. It was a little girl.

Fu Mingzhu said calmly, "where's Lan Yu?"

The little girl gave her cell phone to Lan Yu. Lan Yu's voice was a little lazy. "Mr. Fu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you have the leisure to call me today?"

Fu Mingzhu sneered: "why do I call LAN Shao? LAN Shao doesn't know?"

She just finished and hung up over there.

Lan Yu threw his cell phone away, and the little girl around him fell low and said, "Lan Shao didn't wait for the phone for a long time. How can he say it now?"

Lan Yu put his hands behind his head and snorted: "if you don't like to talk, you don't want to hear it. By the way, you can sing the song for me a few times. It's very good."

He then closed his eyes. The little girl put her head on the sofa. He could feel it. Sometimes when he touched her hair, he would think it was Fu Mingzhu. When he was interested, he wanted to kiss, but when he looked at her face, he lost interest again

He felt that if he could bear it any longer, he would be a waste.

Over there, Fu Mingzhu hung up the phone and bit her lip——

This son of a bitch, while cleaning up others, he is soft and warm.

He must be in Lan Kwai Fong at this time. She thought silently, and then went out with her handbag.