Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Before she hung up, Mrs. Fu spoke gently, "something happened to Fu Yi."

Jiang Nuan had already done a good job in psychological construction, but just did a good job in psychological construction, which was broken down by a short sentence.

She put down the hand again raised, put the phone close to the ear, pale, "what's the matter?"

"His left leg was injured in Hechuan County, and he tore the wound again at the back, which led to the infection of the wound. As you know, he's a rotten boy, he's just a dead brain! When this happened, he should tell the doctor in time and quickly re suture treatment, but he didn't say. Later, time dragged on, he left sequelae on his leg, which was not serious but needed recuperation. Cui Xiaosi said that he had to recuperate well in the past two years. If he recovered well, he would be fine. If he didn't recover well, he might leave permanent disability. "

Jiang nuanru was struck by lightning, and his heart suddenly pulled.

"Grandma, do you think Fu Yi might be disabled?"

You're kidding!

In her mind came the appearance of a handsome and extraordinary man, who was always so confident, strategizing, smiling at everyone, as if everything was under his control.

Everyone knows that he has a bright future and will become a man of honor in the future. In Beijing, where rich and powerful people gather, he is also the obedient existence of everyone. Fu Ju, a young man, will become mayor Fu.

His legs will be disabled

Ginger warm heart cool half, wish that may fall disabled person is oneself!

……

On the other side, opposite her, her pale face was seen through her glasses.

Fu Yi frowned fiercely, and Jun's face was very worried.

"Just now, she was fine. Who did she call in the middle of the night? She looks so ugly?"

The hot pot on the table is smelling. Jiang Nuan will surely find that the dishes on the table have moved a lot here.

Fu Yi walked around the living room and picked up his eyeglasses.

Standing in the corridor, the little woman is wearing light colored household clothes. Her skin is tender in the night, and her neck is delicate and beautiful, just like a swan. Now she squats around her knees for no reason, like crying.

"Hoo."

Fu Yi breathed out a breath, and his mood became more agitated.

His frequent walking affected the wound on his left leg, and the old disease began to attack again with sharp pain.

blamed!

He seldom gets angry, but now he can't control his temper.

Jiang Nuan had nothing to do before he went back in the evening. Like a normal person, he suddenly became like this. What happened.

He would like to ask directly, pull up the people squatting there, wipe away their tears and pull them into his arms.

But he can't!

He said he would give her freedom.

Finally, she made up her mind and gave her the divorce certificate she wanted. If it happened again, it would destroy the peaceful life she wanted.

After struggling for a long time, Fu Yi slowly went back to the living room, sat down on the sofa, supported his forehead, and his temples were jumping all the time.

People who want to see can't see

Such a close distance seemed to him like a gap that he could not cross.

He took out a cigarette from the drawer. He wanted to smoke one. The long and thin cigarettes were all on his mouth. He threw the cigarette into the garbage can, opened the gum on the table and ate a few.

The taste of sugar should be sweet, but the taste of Fu Yi is bitter to the bone.

"Wennuan, what should I do with you?"

Little kirky, who was sleeping in the living room, thought he was calling him. He got up from the kennel and ran to his legs, wheezing.