Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Back." Zhang Zhongyu hung his head. "Brother, I'm sorry. I was obsessed and would do that. At that time, I was afraid. She forced me with a knife."

"Really?" Zhang Boyan said faintly, "Zhong Yu, no matter what happened before, mom gave you a chance... You should understand that if you do it again, I won't let you go."

With that, he passed her by mistake.

"Brother." Zhang Zhongyu called him behind him.

His body stopped. "Think about Zhang Hua's proposal. I can give you the best life."

"I don't want the best life, brother. I want to stay with you and my mother." Zhang Zhongyu's voice sobbed a little: "I want to go back to the mountain and water house. Brother, please, I want to go home. "

Zhang Boyan slowly turned back. He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Zhongyu, that's impossible."

Zhang Zhongyu's face had a touch of unacceptable. She closed her eyes for a long time. "Brother, don't you hate me at all?"

"Everyone makes a mistake and loses." He said quietly, "if you are not Zhang Zhongyu, you don't even have a chance to come back."

Then he went straight into the dressing room.

Just after entering, Mo Xiaobei looked up at him: "did you see her?"

Zhang Boyan said, "I see."

Mo Xiaobei didn't say anything, just touched his arm, and then put his face on his palm.

So she leaned against me. For a long time, she said, "she also wants to participate in the Golden Globe Award. I think she's aiming at me..."

Zhang Boyan bowed his head and kissed her: "Xiaobei, if you don't want her..."

"Let her participate," she looked up. "After all, she was raised by Zhang family, and there's nothing wrong with liking a person. It's just that she's too extreme. "

Zhang Boyan sighed slightly and didn't know how to talk to her.

Some things are so dark. If his mother and Xiaobei know Zhongyu's identity, it's probably hard to accept it!

"It doesn't matter to me." Mo Xiaobei smiled: "anyway, we are getting married."

Mrs. Zhang's name is enough to give her a full sense of security.

Zhang Boyan smiled and swept away his previous mood, but he still proposed: "why not change?"

"No!" Xiao Bei smiled: "you look like a mouse crossing the street."

He didn't say anything. He took her hand to take a wedding photo. The reason why he didn't let the small ball into the mirror was because he didn't want her to be exposed too early.

Mo Xiaobei wore white gauze on his head and skillfully blocked the injury on his face. They looked very beautiful together. They took pictures very smoothly. They finished shooting several groups of clothes in about two hours.

The photographer was extremely satisfied. If he didn't worry about Zhang's identity, he really wanted to publish these photos.

After taking the picture, Mo Xiaobei remembered one thing: "Zhang Boyan, who did you invite the best man?"

Zhang Boyan said very calmly, "Zhang Hua!"

Mo Xiaobei stood in front of the mirror, turned around and said, "I called Nan Sheng."

They were speechless.

For a moment, she looked at him: "do you mean it? You know I'll invite Nan Sheng."

"You know I will invite Zhang Hua!" Zhang Boyan's voice smiled, "so... Huh?"

Mo Xiaobei changed his clothes, took off his makeup and came over, "Zhang Boyan, you did it on purpose."

He looked at her and smiled, "yes, I did it on purpose. But instead of letting them do something in Zhang Hua's marriage, Xiao Bei might as well do it before marriage. "