Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fuber scratched his head and said slowly, "I'm just reminding you. I don't mean anything else."

He also looked at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang smiled, "in fact, whether it rains or hail, I can't get wet in the car, but thank you for your reminder."

This made Fubo feel ashamed. He wanted to dig a pit and bury himself.

When he was so embarrassed, Mrs. Zhang still felt that she was not enough and smiled gently, "IQ is born, Forbes, don't force it."

These words make fuber's heart cold and speechless.

Mrs. Zhang got on the bus. The driver closed the door for her, looked at Fubo again and said hello.

The driver is not a fool. After serving in the Zhang family for so many years, he is more or less a human spirit. He really sees the flirting between the hostess and Zhang Quanfu. Not only he, but also the Zhang family can see it.

Madam is fine. She always keeps her identity and doesn't behave exceptionally, but Zhang Quanfu is different. Big Ah Fu's eyes are staring at her. Hey, hey, now I hear that she wants to find someone, I can't sit still!

The driver looked at Fubo more, probably because he was interlinked. Fubo understood the meaning. His old face turned red at once. He stepped back silently, and his expression became dignified.

Mrs. Zhang, sitting in the car, naturally saw it. She didn't say in a low voice until the car started slowly: "longevity, don't play such a joke with Fubo in the future."

Although her tone was light, the driver was so smart that he suddenly reached the G point.

Madam and fuber have a play!

Of course, the driver didn't dare to show a clear expression. He nodded very carefully. He knew that the master would like it.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhang nodded with satisfaction and said nothing more.

Here, Fu Bo watched Mrs. Zhang go back. Looking back to the house, he just met Zhang Boyan.

Zhang Boyan was sitting on the sofa, watching Fu Bo come in and patted the position around him: "come and talk for a while!"

The master and servant were different. Fuber refused to sit together, but dared to sit down opposite.

Zhang Boyan did not speak immediately, but lit the cigarette on the tea table, took a sip, looked at Fu Bo opposite, and smiled: "just give up?"

Fuber almost jumped up and stammered, "what does that mean?"

Zhang Boyan smiled, "you know what I mean in your heart."

Fuber didn't pretend to be stupid, so he hung his head and didn't make a sound.

When he was silent, Zhang Boyan kept smoking and looking at him without urging him.

For a long time, fuber whispered, "Li is not a good man. I don't want her to be with him. It's a waste. Change someone!"

He raised his eyes, and there was a touch of begging in his slightly old eyes. "Young master, madam is your mother, just for her. You can't let her jump into the fire pit again."

Uncle Zhang smiled: "Uncle Fu, do you think too much? My mother is over half a hundred years old. Do you think you will be cheated by men?"

"She is still an 18-year-old girl in her heart, longing for love." Fuber whispered.

This made Zhang Boyan want to laugh, but he held back: "that's because you won't give it."

Fuber opened his mouth and couldn't say a word