Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Zhang Fu was annoyed, but his face was still light: "what if your mother's dystocia was not due to Shen ru? If there is important information in that medical record, don't you ignore Mo Xiaobei? "

When she finished, Mo Xiaobei clenched his hand, "since it is so, why did Shen Ru mislead me before killing my mother?"

Jiang is still old and spicy. Mrs. Zhang, who has achieved her goal, smiled faintly. "I just say it's a clue, not necessarily the so-called real murderer."

Mo Xiaobei looked at the old woman in front of her. Years had carved deep traces on her face, which also made her look impersonal.

Mo Xiaobei suddenly realized that no matter what the truth was, Shen Ru was once a chess piece of Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang, how much do you know?

Mo Xiaobei tried to calm himself down. After a long time, he whispered, "I want to think about it."

"Next Monday is the internal shareholders' meeting of Boyu. Before that, Mo Xiaobei, you have to decide, or the things in my hand will turn into ashes. If you want to see them, you will never see them again!" Mrs. Zhang paused, "of course, the Zhang family will buy the shares in your hand with the same number. You can still have everything and Bo Yan."

When she said this, Mo Xiaobei smiled lightly: "do you think I can still be with Zhang Boyan if I do this?"

Mrs. Zhang got up: "it depends on how you choose! Mo Xiaobei, is your mother important or a man important in your heart... Think, how long can you hold a man's heart? "

When she said this, Mrs. Zhang herself was a little prickly.

At that time, Wanshan never said he loved her, never said forever.

But only ten years later, he liked downing... And his love also made the Zhang family doomed.

When Mrs. Zhang's heart was vague, Mo Xiaobei's voice was firm: "I don't know what tomorrow will be like, but I know that he loved me in the past and now."

Mrs. Zhang's body shook.

"I want to think about it." Mo Xiaobei lowered his eyes and said softly, "but please don't hold too much hope."

Mrs. Zhang smiled coldly: "when you are dazzled by love, it is like this. After Mo Xiaobei, you will know that what you hold in your hand is the most real."

"Are you real now?" Mo Xiaobei said in a trance: "you are holding a crutch, cold and without emotion... Why don't you start over? Find someone to hold your hand for the rest of your life. "

Mrs. Zhang's face changed completely.

But Mo Xiaobei was not afraid of her. She looked up at Mrs. Zhang, but she was never humble.

Mrs. Zhang came with great ambition, but when she left, she was a little lonely.

Fuber sent her the same way.

Already in the car, Mrs. Zhang opened the door again and looked at Fu Bo, eager to talk and stop.

Fuber looked at it and had a good temper.

Mrs. Zhang paused and said, "Fubo, you should know your identity!"

Fubo's face was confused: when did we not know?

Mrs. Zhang severely sipped her lower lip before saying the most important and boring words for a long time: "we can't. Don't think too much in the future. "

Fu Bo was stunned, but immediately understood, so he said respectfully, "don't worry, old lady. Although Ah Fu has no status and looks shabby, there are still some girls in his hometown who want to marry Ah Fu. Ah Fu's greatest wish in his life is to marry a simple girl."

He accentuated the five words "simple girl". Mrs. Zhang's eyes were black and she was so angry that she immediately closed the doo