Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

Soon, the reporters outside the old house were dispersed by the bodyguards sent by Lu Zhanshen.

But Rong Wei because of the body allergic relations, did not even call, completely disappeared elegant and decent, fled like left.

The vision still stays at the door, Joe's vision is dazed at night, and the back that she left seems to be in a trance before her eyes all the time. It's not until Lu Longman enters the room that she gradually recovers.

Lu Zhan dropped his eyes and touched her head: "what are you thinking?"

"Nothing. Are all the reporters gone?" She answered softly.

"It's all right." Lu Zhan nodded deeply and found that there was no Rong Wei in the house. His eyes were a little dark.

After entering the door, Lu Longman immediately ran into Lu Haijiang's room, lying on the head of the bed, letting the hot tears flow wantonly. Finally, his forbearance broke out without any cover up.

Last night's wedding, under the gaze of so many eyes, under the stabbing pain of countless flash lights, she told herself that she should never run and cry.

In front of Xia Mucheng, facing his merciless humiliation, she told herself again and again that any tear would only make her look more sad and ridiculous.

Only at this moment, in front of her father who loves her most, she finally doesn't have to force the tears back to her eyes. She can finally vent her inner weakness and helplessness without any cover or patience

"I'm sorry, Dad... I'm sorry..."

"Long... Long..."

Although Lu Haijiang closed his eyes, his consciousness was still clear at the moment, but he couldn't even lift his hand because of his powerlessness.

Lu Manman was always at the bedside. He took Lu Haijiang's blood pressure every once in a while. Fortunately, the situation was stable. When it was dark, Lu Haijiang was able to open his eyes and sat up at the head of the bed for a while.

"Long... Listen to Dad..."

"Dad, listen to me first." Lu's voice is hoarse and fragile, but his beautiful eyes are still bright.

"These are my own choices. I know that his purpose of marrying me is not simple. I know that he wanted to revenge me and embarrass me. I know that last night's wedding could not end smoothly. I know everything, but..."

There was a lump in his dry throat. Lu long held the back of Lu Haijiang's old hand and continued: "I just didn't expect that he would put that kind of picture in front of so many people..."

It was more than a year ago. That night, she took the initiative to go to the hotel to find him... She didn't know that he took photos at that time, but now, she can't imagine that there must be more... More explicit photos in his hand except for the clear back of the wedding?

"Hospital affairs, you can rest assured... With dad in, with your uncle Pei in, no one dares to do anything to you." Lu Haijiang's trembling hand gently covers her daughter's head. Her old voice is like a deep bell, which makes people feel distressed.

Lu long man shook his head: "the things in the hospital are as they should be. Don't worry about me. I don't want to embarrass Dean Pei. No matter what the result is, I will accept it. Maybe I'll be more relaxed in this way. "

"Dad, although Mu Cheng still hates me, but... I don't want to give up, I haven't given up, I want to try again... We are husband and wife, I am his wife, I can have more opportunities to be with him, do you say good, dad?"

Lu Haijiang knows his daughter's temperament very well. He can do nothing but sigh heavily.

Lu Longman dried his tears and came out of the room, just to the cold eyes of Shanglu Zhanshen.

Looking away, Lu Zhan's thin lips moved: "go to the room and clean yourself up."

It seems that there is no temperature in the voice, but it is not as boring as before, as if there is something else.

Holding Qiao wanwan's hand, Lu Longman said, "brother, I want to sleep with wanwan tonight. Go back to your room by yourself."

Lu Zhan was deeply and slightly stunned.

Sink face: "Lu long long, don't push an inch."

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The old house is very lonely at night.

The room on the second floor was dark.

Joe opened the quilt at night, reached out to turn on the wall lamp at the head of the bed, and then knelt down beside the pillow, quietly comforted: "long, you don't cry any more, you see, the quilt is wet by you."

In her impression of long, seems to be a girl who will never shed tears, but in the end... People's hearts are long meat, how can it not hurt?

Lu Manman pulls the quilt on his face and sits up with his head resting on Joe's shoulder.

The voice is still rusty: "you don't know, master Feng Shui said that the five elements of our Lu family are short of water. I'm replenishing water for my father. I mean, really, don't you find that our family's names carry water? "

"Long..." Joe sighed late and late. Now, can he still be joking?

"Wanwan, do you think a woman like me is shameless, just like those people outside? Mean? Damn it, too? "

Qiao wanwan closed his eyes: "in fact... In fact, things about feelings can't be forced. Long, maybe, should we give up

"Yes, I can't force it." Lu Longman smiles and lies on his side.

Joe hesitated and said: "long time, I believe you. The death of that pregnant woman must have nothing to do with you. You can't do that, but..."

"But I know that he has someone he likes. I know that the woman is pregnant, and I still can't give up on him. So you think I'm Xiao San, don't you?"

"Long, is there any misunderstanding?"

"I'm tired at night. Let's go to bed." Lu Longman turns around and gently hooks Joe's arm.

Xiao San is two words she hates. Her mother is Xiao San. How can she repeat that road?

But, but

I don't know how long later, there was only the sound of even breathing in the room. They were nestling together and warming each other, as if they closed their eyes. Finally, they could get a moment of peace.

Suddenly, with the sound of gently pushing the door, a dark shadow was reflected on the floor

Lu Zhan closed his black eyes, approached the bedside, lifted a corner of the quilt, bent down, picked up the soft little body, and left the room quietly.

"Well?" Joe rubbed her bleary eyes at night. A familiar smell wrapped her. The fingertips of the man were caressing her little face.

Isn't she sleeping with long?

Why suddenly

Lu Zhanshen hugs her little body more and more, but her gentle strength seems to rub her into her body: "darling, go on sleeping, my husband is holding you to sleep."