Chief husband, strong love!

Just two steps away, the night Lord looked at the position more than ten steps away, and he looked like a smile.

Mu Zhao's face suddenly became more gloomy. He still forced out a smile, "commander night."

There is no doubt that the couple is the most annoying, annoying and last thing he wants to see.

Moreover, the other party is also an undisguised hypocrisy and politeness.

"It's just a name. The commander doesn't mention it." The night Lord looked at Mu Zhao's expression, which he didn't want to see but happened to meet, "vice president Mu is in a bad mood today?"

Mu Zhao lifted the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, restrained his mood and tried to be calm. "Fortunately, a weak and sick cousin always makes people uneasy. The commander of the night army doesn't climb the three treasures hall. It's better to tell me something. Beishen is not in good health. Now it's cold again. He's still free from visiting."

"No interest in visiting." The night Lord was in a good mood and said, "entrusted by others, come and tell me something. I already know that your cousin sacrificed himself to save others. He happened to save a new artist signed by Susu company. He was very grateful for this, so I came over for her and said that she would pay for your cousin's medical expenses."

Mu Zhao's face turned ugly in an instant.

In particular, the more the nightlord spoke happily, the more numerous black lines on his forehead.

What company's new artist.

Who doesn't know it's su Yan.

Mu Zhao knew that he hated this family and talked about people's painful feet to gloat.

He knew that there was no bias for the nightcap itself, and men should at least speak for men.

But a Zhuang Su asked him to stand on his wife's side unconditionally.

In order to sign Su Yan, there is no need.

It took so much time and more than half a year.

As for?

Do they lack this money at night?

Mu zhaopi said with a smile, "that's really congratulations, but our family can afford the medical expenses."

"It's not a matter of whether you can afford it. It's someone else's heart." The night Lord hooked his lips and saw the other party's expression as if he had been hit by several arrows. He was really in a good mood. "I'll contact the hospital and we'll deal with all the subsequent expenses to make your cousin feel at ease."

Mu Zhao: "

He clenched his teeth and said with a smile, "the night commander really spent a lot of effort to sign her. I don't know how long she will sell you?"

The money was really intended to advance to Su Yan, but the night Lord suddenly didn't want to tell the truth.

His tone of voice changed, and he was even more resistant to people's taste. "Now that she is lying in the hospital bed, where does she have the strength to make money? We don't know if she can be red. We don't give it in advance. She said herself that she will pay the money herself. Although she doesn't have much money, since she said it, she can always get it."

Sure enough, these words made Mu Zhao's face more cloudy.

That's great.

He knew that this woman could do anything and that she could not be innocent with that man.

She can sleep with Mu Beishen for so long. Now someone saves her and holds her back as a princess. Can she still be happy?

He doesn't know anything else about women's thoughts, but it won't be a simple relationship to spend a lot of money on men.

Although the night Lord skinned, he still knew enough was enough.

Before leaving, he warned, "by the way, since he is an artist of Susu company, it belongs to us. He will never be easily threatened by others."