Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei took back his eyes and fell on Zhang Hua's face. "You Zhang always like the way I slap him in the face."

ok Zhang Hua touched his nose and thought to himself that he was used to it.

No one's to blame!

Over there, Zhang Boyan hung up and stood in front of the circular French window of the top office of Boyu group.

The whole floor to ceiling window has a good view, and you can see the face of more than half of H city.

When he used to stand here, he always felt lonely, but at this time, his blood was hot and his heart was full.

Probably at home, there is an extra villain!

The cell phone at hand rang again.

He looked down, Weidun, or picked it up: "Mom."

Compared with his calmness, Mrs. Zhang's voice over there was obviously a lot of anger. She was rarely sharp, "Boyan, can you explain what was written in the newspaper?"

Zhang Boyan looked faint and didn't make a sound immediately.

Mrs. Zhang continued: "Mo Ruhai was released on bail, and you took his daughter into your house! Bo Yan, did you plan for this day? To get a woman's body!? Don't forget... "

"I didn't forget!" Zhang Boyan's voice was still calm: "Mom, Mo's didn't come to a dead end. Mo Ruhai can hold everything alone. Mo's still there! I want more than that. "

Mrs. Zhang paused for a moment. When she spoke again, her tone was not so strong, "then why did you accept Mo Xiaobei? Dare you say that you have no selfishness? "

"No!" Zhang Boyan's tone was very light, "Mom, I will be measured. In addition, I don't want you to intervene in my private affairs!"

He was so strong that Zhang Fu was so popular that he trembled all over his body: "I know you have grown up and your wings are hard!"

"If you want to understand that, I agree with you." Zhang Boyan's voice restrained and then hung up the phone.

This call made him a little upset

Playing with a pure gold lighter in one hand and a cigarette in the other, he thought of Mo Xiaobei in Zhang Yuan at this time.

Mo Xiaobei is not only the beginning of his sin in this life, but also his redemption, but also... His booty.

He wanted to let her go, but Tang Yao was right. He couldn't accept that she liked others... Not even a little.

Zhang Boyan stood in the office for a long time until night fell and the lights began to shine.

When I drove back to Zhangyuan, it was already 8:30.

Zhang Yuan is very lively tonight. It's such a cold weather, but the spray from the fountain seems to sing.

Zhang Boyan stopped the car, opened the door and got off. When he entered the hall, he heard the little girl's soft voice: "but I see that he wears the same clothes every day!"

Zhang Boyan paused and stood by the dining room door, leaning obliquely against the wall.

He looked at the warm yellow dining room. His little girl was wearing a rice gray sweater, a tweed pleated skirt and a pair of plush slippers. The whole person looked very soft.

On his face, there was a smile. Someone found him and wanted to cry. He was stopped by Zhang Boyan.

Then there was Fubo's slightly proud and restrained voice: "our young master has almost the same clothes, but he never wears them for the second time!"

He said very piously, "it's called low-key luxury!"

What a fine and noble habit! So, come and worship!