Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

Then the man's face, which is already worried, is even more worried.

She didn't know what problems they had. She just felt that "life is not easy". On a cold day, there was no business and no income.

Maybe her sympathy overflowed, and she wanted to buy some baked sweet potatoes, but suddenly her bodyguard came.

"President Jiang, it's in that alley. You can't drive, you can only walk." It's too old for cars.

She took Li Hui into the alley. After seven or eight turns in the alley, she got to the place the bodyguard said. He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Not at home?" Jiang Xiaoyun asked, frowning.

Bodyguard cold sweat, "at home, at home, Mr. Zhu has never been out, he..."

They knocked on the door for more than ten minutes, but no one came to open the door. Why didn't they open the door at home? Did they go to sleep?

The bodyguard continued to explain quickly, "Mr. Zhu's situation is not very good. I just learned about it today. I haven't had time to report it to you. He..."

"Who are you and what are you doing at my door?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind. Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man limping towards them, looking at them with great vigilance.

This middle-aged man is the uncle who just sent rice to the roasted sweet potato woman.

"Hello, uncle. Is this your home? We are looking for Mr. Zhu. Does Mr. Zhu live here? " Li Hui went forward to exchange greetings with great enthusiasm, holding a picture of Zhu Ji in his hand.

The uncle, looking at Zhuji's picture, immediately shrunk, and his face was frightened.

Step back, do not look at them, "you recognize the wrong person, there is no Mr. Zhu here, we do not know this person, you go quickly, or I'll call the police."

The last sentence is completely groundless, and then the whole person seems to be in a defensive state.

Jiang Xiaoyun didn't expect this, but he soon thought of the reason. He must have thought that they were looking for trouble, so he was afraid.

It seems that since Zhu Ji came home, he was still worried and harassed at any time.

Li Hui was also confused. "Uncle, don't be nervous. We know Mr. Zhu lives here. Are you his family?"

"Uncle, we're not bad people, we're not looking for trouble. We're here to work for Zhuji." Jiang Xiaoyun interrupted Li Hui and stood in front of his uncle.

Maybe it's a girl. She's naturally more friendly than a man. When Uncle sees her, she's not so flustered and doesn't tremble.

"Girl, you can go. You don't need any work. Just don't disturb us any more. We're self-contained and can't do anything. It's OK. Let us live. We have nothing left..."

Uncle really begged, that is the kind of low to the dust.

"Uncle, don't you want to help Zhuji?"

"I can't help him. He has been destroyed. Let him live and die on his own. You can also let him go. He may not have many days. Let him live quietly." Uncle said, eyes is that kind of sorrow is not greater than the heart death of silence.

"We're not the people over there. I have nothing to do with them. I'm the only one who can help Zhuji. Don't you want to give him a way to live?"

Jiang Xiaoyun very sonorous powerful said.