Since then, because Ma Yulin wanted to recover face from Zhao Jianhui, he became incompatible with Zhao Jianhui and lost Lin Shuanghuan's position as attorney general.

Thinking of these things, Lin Shuanghuan was angry. This time, Zhao Jianhui grabbed the upper hand. Just now someone called her. She already knew what happened at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

In her heart, she can't help blaming Ma Yulin for his bad move. At this time, when people go to find Zhao Jianhui's trouble, they still use such a boring trick. They simply send it to the door for others to clean up.

However, when she heard that Ma Qiong had also been arrested, she had an unspeakable taste in her heart while complaining. To say, the child is still very likable, but because of her mother, she can't like her anyway.

But Ma Qiong's identity is different after all. Even if she always knows little about the family, it's hard to guarantee that she will spit out some useful information from her mouth. If the girl said that she was bald and let Zhao Jianhui grasp a little, she might be involved in Ma Yulin.

She just couldn't get through to Ma Yulin, which made her feel very uncomfortable. At this time, the man doesn't know where to fool around again. He really doesn't know how to die.

However, regardless of her discomfort, Lin Shuanghuan shook his head in the face of his daughter's greetings: "it's all right." As she spoke, she lovingly trimmed her daughter's messy hair. When facing her daughter, she was surprisingly kind, peaceful and amiable.

Ma Huan felt distressed and said, "Mom, it seems that you are getting more and more unhappy recently. In fact... Even... It's good to have a rest at home. You've been revolutionary for most of your life..."

Lin Shuanghuan shook his head, looked lovingly at his daughter and said, "don't worry. It's time to go to work and go to your class. It's bad to stay at home at this stage. People will say you're in a mood... Be obedient!"

Ma Huan gave a cry, looked at Lin Shuanghuan and said, "what's my mood? I was invited back by cousin Su Ping. The couple didn't know how to get it. The eldest sister-in-law wanted to divorce him. They are all 50 years old and don't stop... "

"What are you talking about?" Lin Shuanghuan can't help but be stunned. Li Jiajia wants to divorce Su Ping? Which one is this?

Su Ping is Ma Yulin's nephew, but she is younger than Ma Yulin, less than ten years old. He worked in the same town as Ma Yulin and Li Jiajia. At that time, Ma Yulin was the Secretary of the town Party committee, Li Jiajia and Su Ping were the clerks in the office, and Lin Shuanghuan was the judicial assistant in the town. The four people were about the same age, but their identity and status were different. Ma Yulin, the Secretary, was very popular at that time.

Later, Ma Yulin really made great strides in his official career. From the grass-roots level to the county and then to the province, he stepped up to the peak of power in southern Guangdong step by step. Lin Shuanghuan also followed his steps and came to the position of attorney general step by step. However, what made her most inexplicable was that Li Jiajia also followed Ma Yulin and took the position of propaganda minister of the provincial Party committee step by step. Only Su Ping plunged into the ocean of economic tide in the early stage of reform and made a lot of money. Later, he actually did business abroad, received a green card and became a yellow skinned American.

There are many rumors about Ma Yulin and Li Jiajia. Su Ping also divorced Li Jiajia again and again because of this matter. But in the end, they didn't settle down. After more than 20 years of ups and downs, the marriage didn't divorce, but it can only be said that it existed in name only, and there was no substantive significance of marriage.

But Li Jiajia took the initiative to divorce Su Ping. This is the first time I've heard of it, but I don't know why this time? However, in any case, she is fooling around. As a propaganda minister and senior provincial cadre, divorce at this age does not mean that she will ruin her political future?

"I don't know what's the main reason? Listening from my sister-in-law's mouth, it may be that my eldest cousin flirted with someone else's little stewardess at the airport. He was found by someone else's stewardess boyfriend and beat my eldest cousin. However, my eldest cousin brazenly reported my sister-in-law's name, which made my sister-in-law angry. " Ma Hua said as he turned to the door: "Mom, I won't come back for dinner in the evening. I made an appointment with my sister-in-law for beauty."

"Ah... Should Peng song come back? Let me say you shouldn't have let him out... "My son-in-law Peng song is a surgeon in South China Hospital. When he went to Germany for further study, Lin Shuanghuan was a little worried. Now the young couple often have problems together. If they don't meet for several years, who dares to say that nothing else will happen? Just now, when her daughter talked about Su Ping and Li Jiajia, Lin Shuanghuan asked with concern.

"Mom, what are you thinking? Peng song is not like that. Well, I'll go. You can rest at home... "As he said, Ma Hua put on his shoes and went out.

Looking at his daughter's back, Lin Shuanghuan lost his mind for a while. Then I remembered the phone content just now. I couldn't help grabbing the phone and calling Ma Yulin's mobile phone. However, no one answered Ma Yulin's mobile phone.

Vaguely, Lin Shuanghuan guessed where Ma Yulin would be at this time. He was very dissatisfied and turned out Fang Jingshu's phone number to call. As a result, as she thought, Fang Jingshu's mobile phone could get through like Ma Yulin's, but no one answered.

Lin Shuanghuan's face gradually sank down, snorted coldly, snapped the phone, stood up, walked back and forth in the living room twice, and suddenly stopped. Went to the shoe cabinet and took out his shoes. After putting on one foot, he was stunned for a moment, then stepped back into the slippers and put the shoes in the shoe cabinet.

Back on the sofa, he sat down, took out a packet of women's cigarettes from under the tea table, took out one and lit it. The faint blue smoke lingered in front of her, and Lin Shuanghuan thought about the gains and losses. Few people know that she also smokes, but she smokes very little.

He took a few hard breaths and coughed.

Today is Saturday. Although the public security bureau made it impossible to have a rest in the morning, since the matter has been handled, Zhang Aimin and others naturally do the interrogation, but Zhao Jianhui doesn't have to stare at it by himself. The reception of the business group has also been arranged. While there are no arrangements in the afternoon, Zhao Jianhui told Liu Ming to come out of the office and drive the Volvo car sent by Ye Qiuyu to see Geng Xiaomin.

Since the last time, Zhao Jianhui was busy and didn't go to see her again, which made the great beauty angry in the big talk, saying that Zhao Jianhui threw it aside after he got it. It's a typical lack of conscience.

Zhao Jianhui smiled and said that you and your sister are usually two people in your family. Now your leg is hurt and it's inconvenient to come out. It's inconvenient for me to go to your house. In fact, I wanted to see you for a long time. This made Geng Xiaomin happy, but when he had lunch, he called and said that his sister called her today. There are many things today and may not come back.

Zhao Jianhui thinks so. Geng Xiaoli must be too busy today. While she is free now, Geng Xiaoli is not at home. It's OK to go and see Geng Xiaomin.

Geng Xiaomin's leg plaster hasn't been removed. For comfort, she wears a thin, loose pink home clothes at home. The towering plumpness in front of the chest props up the lichen shirt on the body, which is particularly eye-catching. At the bottom of the pink trousers, the slender ankles and weak snow-white feet easily remind people of the softness of her legs. What's more, she tied her dark hair into a bun and put it away with a hairpin with a rhinestone. This charming hairstyle is particularly feminine, showing her young woman's style of being a new woman.

Seeing her dress, Zhao Jianhui was stunned and just closed the anti-theft door. Zhao Jianhui put his hand around her soft waist. "Do you miss me?" he said with a smile

I thought Geng Xiaomin's hot temper would push him away and say he didn't want to. However, she nodded cleverly, with a touch of blush, and whispered, "I thought, I didn't think you would call you?" This voice, and the woman who called herself at noon, seemed completely different.

Zhao Jianhui smiled and kissed her purplish little mouth.

Finally, when he was almost out of breath, Zhao Jianhui loosened his mouth and looked carefully at Geng Xiaomin's beautiful face, as if he didn't see enough.

Geng Xiaomin was a little dissatisfied with Zhao Jianhui's Coyote appearance and said, "I chased you and gave it to you. Now people have given it to you. Do you still have this virtue? You are... Can't you be a little different from other men? "

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "you don't understand. In fact, men are the same. The so-called difference means that when pretending in front of people, the so-called eating marrow and knowing taste. Only after tasting it can you know your precious..."

"Really? If they don't take the initiative to find you, don't you know to come and see them? " Geng Xiaomin put his arms around her neck and almost hung himself on him.

The boudoir was wide and Simmons was in bed. Zhao Jianhui occupied her again. Looking at the little spice girl who has always been hot tempered, obediently trying to please herself under herself, and then being conquered slowly by herself is really a great enjoyment.

The big bed creaked. A pair of lovely white feet were raised high. Twisted and entangled like a spirit snake around Zhao Jianhui's neck, leading Zhao Jianhui to enjoy that other kind of stimulation

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