Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Jiang Zhuo let go of Princess Ming, but he lit a cigarette and didn't care about his untidy clothes.

He smoked fiercely, glanced at the woman who fell aside and said quietly, "get out."

Imperial concubine Ming pulled her clothes and looked at Jiang Zhuo. "You still can't forget her?"

Jiang Zhuo's eyes were somewhat Lingli: "go out."

Princess Ming shrugged her shoulders and was not so afraid of him. She just stretched her beautiful hand and appreciated the shining diamond. She knew that this originally belonged to an aristocratic woman named Tang Yao. Jiang Zhuo also belonged to Tang Yao, but so what? Tang Yao married.

If she was an ordinary man, it would be fine, but she married the same noble man. Jiang Zhuo had no way at all.

Princess Ming boldly poked Jiang Zhuo's shoulder and said in a soft voice, "well, don't be angry. Go back and I'll take good care of you."

Jiang Zhuo just looked at her, and his eyes were a little cold.

Princess Ming dared not make a mistake. She got up and twisted her body and left.

When he got to the door, he just ran into Downey. When Downey saw her, he knew that he had eaten a snuff.

The bright imperial concubine doesn't know interest, pursed her lips: "I don't know what's good about that woman."

Donny looked at her and didn't really like this woman. Did Mr. Jiang just take her as a gadget? Such a woman who felt she was a princess as soon as she climbed up really didn't have any inventory in her mind, and now he didn't respect him. He didn't know his identity at all. For the sake of warming Mr. Jiang's bed now, he didn't care about her.

Donny pushed the door in and watched Jiang Zhuo smoking.

He called Mr. Jiang, Jiang Zhuo raised his eyes, and then lazily pulled out a red wine, "have a few drinks with me."

He said he had a few drinks, but finally he was drunk. Downey looked at his boss and felt helpless. He was most afraid of being emotional.

Mr. Jiang has always been a tough character in Philadelphia. He didn't expect such a big weakness in his heart. It's really not a good thing.

Downey called two people to send Jiang Zhuo back. Although Jiang Zhuo was drunk and vomited twice, he still said an address for his men to send there.

That's where he lived with Tang Yao. Tonight he doesn't want the young body of imperial concubine Mo Ming. He just wants a quiet memory. Only when he gets drunk can he dare to remember like that.

At four o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhuo returned to the place and asked others to leave.

He wants to be alone.

Donny thought about it and asked his men to withdraw together. He thought he had to talk to Mr. Jiang in the future.

In the dark night, Jiang Zhuo didn't turn on the light. He groped and sat on the sofa.

He only saw a beam of moonlight. It seemed that Tang Yao would come out the next second.

He suddenly covered his face with his hand and smiled decadent.

She won't come back.

His eyebrows frowned, and the corners of his eyes twitched because of discomfort. He was quietly suffering from this pain

Suddenly, a hand pressed softly on his shoulder and called his name: "Jiang Zhuo."

"Yao Yao." Jiang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then pulled the woman into his arms.

He wanted to kiss her, but he didn't move. When he loosened, he found that it was Huang Yunling.

Suddenly pushed away, his voice was very hoarse: "Why are you, what are you doing here?"

Huang Yunling turned on the light. The light was on. Jiang Zhuo moved uncomfortably and still looked at her.