Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mrs. Zhang understood what he meant and was silent together.

Xiaowanzi looked at the adult's silence, as if he sensed something. He lay on Zhang Boyan's side and learned to be silent.

For a long time, Zhang Fu whispered, "will you let her stay with Lu Ze all the time?"

Zhang Boyan took a cigarette from the tea table, but looked at the small ball on his side and didn't light it. He only whispered, "I don't want to destroy her life. I can't stand losing her again."

Her memory is partly sealed and partly because of her illness.

Now that she is fine, he hopes she will be fine forever. He dare not act rashly. He is afraid to scare her and hurt her a little.

Besides, she hates him now.

Knowing that his mother was worried, Zhang Boyan patted her hand. "Mom, it's all right. At least Lu Ze doesn't dare to do anything now."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, "just know it!"

She patted her son's hand and comforted in a soft voice: "Lu Ze has only a false memory, and you and Xiaobei have small balls and really loved each other. Mom doesn't think she will really forget."

Zhang Boyan nodded and looked down at the small ball.

Little meatball lay in his arms and soon fell asleep.

Zhang Boyan said softly, "Mom, I'll hold her upstairs and sleep for a while."

Mrs. Zhang sighed as she watched her son go upstairs. She didn't love her son when she was a mother. She was both a father and a mother. There was no woman around to take good care of her.

But Boyan himself doesn't think it's hard. It's just that Xiaobei is hard. Now he may not really be happy and satisfied with such a person.

When Mrs. Zhang sighed in her heart, Fubo came and asked for today's dishes.

Mrs. Zhang only said casually. After that, seeing that Fubo was still standing, she couldn't help wondering, "what else do you have?"

The old man's face suddenly turned red and said, "I saw you in the bathroom for a long time in the morning. I seem to hear vomiting. Are you... Pregnant?"

Pregnant?

Mrs. Zhang was ashamed and angry.

It's shameful that Fu Bo indirectly mentioned their absurd things. He's angry that the man is not responsible. Now he even asks her if she's pregnant.

So she said in a cold voice, "yes, I'm pregnant, but it's not your seed."

Fuber made thousands of calculations, but he didn't get such an answer. He rubbed his hands, "how could it? You don't have any other men these days. "

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped the old man, "Zhang Quanfu, don't do this. I'll start dating tomorrow."

Fubo, an old man, was slapped aside. He looked pitifully at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang sneered, sat on the sofa reading magazines and ignored him.

It happened that Zhang Boyan came down from upstairs to see this scene and smiled faintly: "do you really want a blind date?"

Seeing that it was her son, Mrs. Zhang couldn't stand down for a moment. She coughed: "just talk about it."

Zhang Boyan sat down with a more casual voice: "Mom, did Fu Bo say you were pregnant just now?"

Mrs. Zhang glared at the old man, "he's talking nonsense."

Poor uncle Fu just got a slap. He had already shrunk wrongfully. Now, listening to Mrs. Zhang's denial, it was tantamount to not admitting his relationship with him. He couldn't help feeling even more bitter.

It was wronged that Zhang Boyan glanced over, and Fu Bo, an old man, was cold in his heart.