Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He finished and looked at Zhang Hua attentively.

After a long time, Zhang Huacai whispered, "I know."

Zhang Boyan patted him again: "OK, let's go together."

They went downstairs silently. When Zhang Hua opened the door, he looked over again.

Zhang Boyan smiled: "Zhang Hua, you would do the same for Nansheng."

In the strong night wind, Zhang Hua's hair was messy. He stood and suddenly smiled: "well, I can do it too."

No longer tangled, his voice was slightly hoarse and firm as never before: "I'll stare at what you just called to order."

If this is Zhang Boyan's choice, he will cooperate with him wholeheartedly and help him with all his strength.

Zhang Boyan smiled, looked at him deeply and opened the door, but he paused again and turned his head.

He called his name: "Zhang Hua."

Zhang Hua smiles.

Zhang Boyan's voice seemed to whisper: "the pain in the past has passed, and it will pass this time."

Zhang Hua's smile deepened: "I believe you."

Zhang Boyan's Adam's apple loosened, and finally opened the door and got on the bus.

The black sports car slowly disappeared under the light of the night and in Zhang Hua's vision.

This night, the world has quietly changed.

The whole world already knows that the Zhang family has an illegitimate daughter named Zhang Zhongyu.

Zhang Zhongyu's idea will never succeed unless she wants to openly destroy Zhang Boyan, herself and the whole Zhang family

This evening, Boyu quietly changed his master. Under the name of Zhang Boyan, there was no share of Boyu.

In this way, he faced Zhang Zhongyu with nothing and negotiated with her.

When it was slightly bright, Zhang Boyan raised his sour eyes and looked at the little man sleeping on the bed.

He reached out and gently stroked her delicate little face, warm, like a small heater.

He leaned over, kissed her and whispered, "if you don't go again, you'll be reluctant to go."

But when he said to go, his eyes still fell on her little face and couldn't bear to move away.

He promised to see her all his life, but now he may break his promise.

Zhang Boyan got up gently and looked at her reluctantly.

The cell phone in his pocket was ringing. He took it out and looked at it. It was the man he expected.

He didn't answer immediately, but turned the mute, put it in his pocket and let the mobile phone vibrate. He didn't pick it up until he got on the bus in the hospital parking lot.

Just after it was connected, there was a hysterical voice, "brother, why did you do this? You don't want Mo Xiaobei to live, do you? "

Zhang Boyan's voice was very light: "she would rather not live than humiliate me all my life, or do something against human relations."

Zhang Zhongyu's breathing was heavy. It seemed that she had drunk a lot of wine. She cried, "brother, you are fascinated by her. You don't look like yourself... She's dead. Do you think of her all your life?"

Before Zhang Boyan spoke, she smiled softly: "Mo Xiaobei is powerful. She wants you to remember her all your life, but I don't believe it. I don't believe she's really afraid of death, and I don't believe my brother will be willing to let her die."

She said softly, "one day, you will beg me, at all costs."

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, you come to Shanshui residence." Zhang Boyan's tone was very light.

Zhang Zhongyu frowned, "are you sure I'll come?"