Hidden Marriage Husband's Love

Luo Chen's eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

"You mean..." he had a bad feeling.

"Yes! It's him! Didn't she rob me of my role? Then I'll let her know what pain is! "

The light of hatred burst out in Tong ranmeng's eyes.

"Are you crazy? This is a matter of human life. In case of human life, it will be really over! "

Last time, Tong ranmeng used Tong Xiaolei to make Luo Chen realize Tong ranmeng's ruthlessness.

At that time, he didn't know that Tong Xiaoman's brother Tong Xiaolei had such a serious heart disease. Fortunately, he didn't kill anyone last time.

However, when he learned the truth later, Luo Chen was also surprised in a cold sweat.

"He's already dead. The doctor said he couldn't live until he was 17, but he's lived two more years! It's time to die! "

The hatred in Tong ranmeng's eyes made Luo Chen feel terrible.

"We're just using a dead man. What's to be afraid of? Just let a dead man play his greatest value. Don't worry, he has a serious heart disease. We don't just kill him and let him get sick. "

Luo Chen couldn't help feeling that the cold hairs on his back stood up. Anyway, Tong Xiaolei was also Tong ranmeng's half brother.

Since she is so unscrupulous and cruel, it is true that she says she is the most poisonous woman.

"When Tong Xiaoman is immersed in the pain of losing her brother, I see what else she wants to rob me!"

Tong ranmeng shook his fist hard.

Three days later, Tong Xiaoman really entered the crew and began filming.

Ouzeye has been busy dealing with the dark empire for the past three days. Before he was away, there was a lot of backlog.

"What's going on over there, Xiao Lei?" Ou Zeye asked while dealing with the documents on the table.

"Not at the moment. He has been in the clothing studio and has no intention of coming out."

Hearing this, ou Zeye raised his head and looked at Cheng Hao, "have been in the clothing studio?"

"That's right."

"It's all right. The events in recent days have helped me delay. I'm going out."

Hearing that Ou Zeye is going out again, Cheng Hao is really embarrassed.

"Mr. ou, do you have anything urgent to deal with?"

"What's the matter?"

"You haven't been in the company for more than a week. The company has become a mess. Now there are a lot of things. I'm afraid you can't get away within ten days and a half months. Now you have to go again..."

Ou Zeye breathed slowly.

"But this matter is very urgent."

He also knew that he had been away for more than a week and didn't care about anything. Now it was time for him to sit in town.

"Can't you leave later? It's not too late for you to leave if you can handle things clearly. "

"No, it won't take that long. You can arrange it. I'll deal with the things here as much as possible." Ouzeye's blue pupils shine with sad light.

Cheng Hao saw that ouzeye was determined to do so. He had no choice but to agree.

The mobile phone on the table rang, and Ou Zeye immediately picked it up.

"Remember to have a good meal at noon. You must be very tired these days. You should pay attention to rest and don't force yourself too hard." The news came from Tong Xiaoman.

Seeing the news sent by Tong Xiaoman, ouzeye's fatigue was immediately swept away.

"I know. Don't worry. I'm obedient here. You should also remember to eat well and sleep well."

"Well, I will. You didn't come to the company some time ago. You must be very busy during this time?"

"Yes, it is estimated that there will be several extra classes. There may be no time to call you or video in the evening."

"It doesn't matter. You're busy. Don't talk until you're busy."

"OK."

"I'm going to continue filming. I'll talk about it later."

Ou Zeye took his mobile phone and looked at the content on the mobile phone screen, lost in thought.

Stone clothing studio

A white wedding dress on the model shelf is being made in full swing.

Tong Xiaolei made a wedding dress for Tong Xiaoman before, which was prepared for the wedding of Ou Zeye and Tong Xiaoman.

The wedding dress was designed by Tong Xiaolei before he officially entered the Academy of fine arts to study fashion design. Naturally, there are many defects. Tong Xiaolei himself is not very satisfied.

Later, because Tong Xiaoman was eager to wear a dress, Tong Xiaolei changed the wedding dress into a dress.

He still has one month to live, and there are still many unfinished things. He knows that this month is not enough, so he only hopes to complete the wedding dress made for Tong Xiaoman.

There was a sharp pain in his chest. Tong Xiaolei immediately stopped, took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, took out a medicine and swallowed it directly.

President Zhou said that chest pain is a normal phenomenon. Just take medicine and tell him not to make a fuss.

When the pain eased, Tong Xiaolei continued to make wedding dresses.

In another large studio, Tong Xiaolei's classmates are working hard on the design.

"Hey, why haven't you seen Xiao Lei recently? Isn't he always the most active? " Suddenly a girl asked.

"Xiao Lei was hospitalized some time ago. Now he should make a wedding dress in the next room. It is said to be made for sister Xiaoman." Another Lin Zhihang, who lives in the same dormitory with Tong Xiaolei, replied.

"I saw Xiao Lei's room as if he was counting down. Yesterday was 26 and today is 25. I don't know what he's doing."

Lin Zhihang's hand with a pencil suddenly stopped.

"Did you really see it?"

"Yes, I asked him, what is this for? He just smiled and didn't answer me. He always cares about making wedding dresses. He was still doing them when I left at more than nine last night. "

Lin Zhihang silently lowered his head and shared the same dormitory with Tong Xiaolei. He still knew Tong Xiaolei better.

"By the way, he seems to be in poor health recently. I've always seen him take medicine from time to time."

"Xiao Lei... He... May not be able." Lin Zhihang's voice was very low.

Everyone looked at each other.

Lin Zhihang told everyone about Tong Xiaolei.

"I'm afraid he really can't make it this time, otherwise he won't always make a wedding dress for sister man. I think he's completing his dying dream?"

Lin Zhihang's eyes were wet.

Several girls here even cried.

They are classmates. They get along day and night. Their feelings are naturally deep. With this studio, they all regard each other as relatives.

Tong Xiaolei sat on the ground looking at his wedding dress and was somewhat discouraged.

The handmade wedding dress takes a long time to complete, and he doesn't know whether the time is enough.

"Xiao Lei, let's do it for you."

Tong Xiaolei looked up and saw the door of his room, where all his classmates were standing.

Their faces were filled with youthful smiles.