Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Downstairs, Mo Xiaobei watched Zhang Hua leave first, and the car was still there.

Zhang Boyan got on the bus. She sat next to him. "Do you want to celebrate?"

Zhang Boyan held the steering wheel and smiled silently: "what are you celebrating?"

"Celebrate president Zhang's re-election as president of Boyu!" She hugged him with a charming face.

And he looked at her happy look and smiled slightly.

It's best if she can be happy.

He chose a Chinese restaurant, which many people eat and is also very lively.

Mo Xiaobei hasn't opened his stomach for a long time. Especially today, several dishes taste very strong.

She ate so much that fine beads of sweat came from the tip of her nose. Zhang Boyan looked at it and wiped it off for her with a smile: "eat slowly."

She looked up at him and asked, "what did you say to Zhang Hua?"

Zhang Boyan smiled: "I teach him a magic trick. It may not work if I say it."

Mo Xiaobei's eyes were bright: "is it really so magical?"

"I'll know in a few days." He reached out and rubbed her hair and whispered, "Xiao Bei promised me to be careful not to run around, you know?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned, um, and lowered his voice, "Zhang Boyan, I have a feeling that the person who owns this scalpel is a woman."

He urged her to eat and whispered, "I'll go to the hospital with you later. Your mother's dean looked at the man's name and sighed," I remember this female pharmacist. She looks very good, but it's a pity that she died early. She died about 20 years ago and died of a robbery. "

Robbery?

Mo Xiaobei read it gently, turned his head and looked at Zhang Boyan: "robbery... Aunt Wang died in a car accident. Will it be related?"

While Zhang Boyan was meditating, the Dean looked sad: "I've heard about Dr. Wang, too. It's really unfortunate!"

"That's right." The Dean seemed to think of something. "When the pharmacist died, he had a scalpel tied around his neck."

Scalpel?

Mo Xiaobei asked anxiously, "do you still have that knife?"

The Dean shook his head. "I just looked at it. I don't know where the knife went later."

Mo Xiaobei looked at the dean and took out his knife from his bag. His voice was very light: "is that knife like this one?"

The dean's eyes stared as if he had been stunned.

For a long time, he breathed out, "it's it, it's it!"

But the dean's eyes were still frightened.

Mo Xiaobei and Zhang Boyan looked at each other, put away the knife and said earnestly, "please don't disclose this matter, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect you."

The Dean took a paper towel to wipe his sweat and said, "I understand, I understand!"

When Mo Xiaobei and Zhang Boyan left, the Dean suddenly collapsed in his chair, and his properly maintained face was still in shock.

At this time, a graceful woman came out of the inner room, gently took a cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and left a red lipstick print on the edge of the cup.

The Dean looked at the woman and said in a hoarse voice, "I killed several people for you! Today I should get what I want! "