Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

It's the first time for a woman to see Zhang Fan's look like this. Her momentum is much weaker and her heart is faintly afraid. This This man lives in How dare you talk to me like that.

Turning to think about it, I'm afraid what Zhang Fan is doing.

I give him work, eat, eat, live and live in me. Everything belongs to me. He should be afraid of me.

"I've never admitted that I'm your wife. Don't be sentimental."

The woman opened her lips and spewed out a word. In turn, she stopped watching Zhang Fan. Her eyes moved to TV. Qian Qian's hands moved slightly, and the channel was changed to cctv-8.

"Xiaolei wife, it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. The important thing is legal recognition. That's OK."

With a smile, Zhang Fan stood up from the sofa and walked toward the kitchen, regardless of the woman's suddenly ugly face.

I haven't eaten breakfast yet. Zhang Fan wants to find something to eat.

"Asshole"

the woman scolded in a low voice, so she didn't think about Zhang Fan and watched TV seriously.

Wenhai First Affiliated Hospital.

The eighth floor, intensive care unit.

The third master, whose limbs are broken by Zhang Fan, is lying on the hospital bed.

At the moment, his limbs, have been connected, and put on plaster, no three or five months, a year and a half, he would not want to get out of bed.

This is also Zhang Fan's leniency.

Otherwise, the third master must be disabled for life.

Now, he is watching TV.

What can be broadcast on TV by Li Haiwen.

"Living in I was killed. "

After listening to the host's words, the third master's face, which is a brush, turned pale, no blood color, with a piece of A4 white paper, no difference.

In turn, his heart was filled with happiness.

He was only broken by Zhang Fan's limbs, and still can be connected to the kind, and Li Dajin was directly killed.

The two results are very different.

At first, there was still some anger in the third master's heart. After watching the news, it disappeared directly.

To tell you the truth, the third master is still a little happy with Li Dajin's death.

Because Li Dajin is dead, he is alone in the security company he co founded.

"This son, can't be provoked."

After being happy, the third master made a decision in his heart.

Xinxin District, XC District, Wenhai city.

Now, Li Yuyuan is sitting on the sofa in the hall watching TV. After seeing the news that Li Dajin was killed, her eyes are wide and her mouth is wide. Her face is incredible.

"Yesterday Li Dajin kidnapped me. Today Li Dajin was killed. Is it Zhang Fan who did it?"

After a long time, she recovered. Li Yuyuan lowered her head and murmured. Then, he picked up the mobile phone on the tea table and called Zhang Fan.

Telephone, through, but no one answered, finally, the mobile phone also sent such a sentence.

"The call you dialed has not been answered for the time being. Please dial again later." And then there was a bunch of English.

"Why no one answered. Was the murder discovered and taken away by the police?"

The failure of the phone let Li Yuyuan's mind shake, followed by another phone call.

The results remain unchanged.

Five or six dials were connected.

As a result, Li Yuyuan was flustered directly, but she didn't know what to do and was in a hurry.

If Zhang Fan is really jailed for her affairs, she will never be at ease and feel guilty all her life.

"It may be that the mobile phone is not around. Well, it must be like this."

Worried about what to do, Li Yuyuan forced herself to find a reason, which only slightly calmed down a little, but the worry in her eyes could not be covered up.

Except for the third master and Li Yuyuan, those who knew Li Dajin were shocked when they saw that Li Dajin was killed in the news.

In turn, it is no longer the same, some sad, some sigh, some excited, some

But these have nothing to do with Zhang Fan.

Today, he is sitting on the sofa, eating his own mushroom beef noodles.

Hand made?

Yes, it's done by hand.

There is no way to

who let the kitchen have nothing to eat, and aunt LAN is not at home.

What else can you do besides do it yourself.

You can't be hungry.

Wronged stomach such things, Zhang fan that is absolutely not going to do.

I have to say, Zhang Fan's cooking skills are still OK.

A bowl of ordinary beef noodles with mushrooms, which can't be any more common, was made by Zhang Fan, which made the aroma of hot food stir. Even the president of Zhou University sitting on the sofa smelled it.It's delicious.

smelling the fragrance, the woman subconsciously turned her head and looked at the dining table. At one glance, she saw Zhang Fan, who was eating fast. If she didn't eat much in the morning, her stomach would purr.

It's hungry.

Zhang Fan, you son of a bitch, you have delicious food and I don't know to call me. Do you treat your wife like this?

the more a woman wants to go, she wants to ask Zhang Fan to give her a bowl, but the woman can't wipe the noodles.

Hum

finally

The woman hums a, return to God, do not go to see there, concentrate on watching TV.

But in such a tempting fragrance, women may be able to concentrate on down, the belly is in a loud protest, grunt, grunt non-stop.

This makes the woman more angry, in the heart is Zhang Fan to scold a head to cover the face, bloody.

"It's not fragrant at all, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry..."

In order to resist the smell and hunger in the stomach, the woman kept shouting, shouting, shouting, it was really not fragrant, and the stomach did not cry.

This makes a woman surprised, is about to turn to see what happened, Zhang Fan's light laughter, in the woman's ear ring up.

"Xiaolei wife, why are you holding your two hands tightly? The plot is not tense."

When he said this, Zhang Fan first looked at the TV, and then, he looked at the woman with doubts on his face.

"I like to hold it. It's none of your business."

When she heard Zhang Fan's voice, the woman knew why she couldn't smell the fragrance. It turned out that Zhang Fan had finished eating and didn't share it with her. Naturally, the woman had no good mood.

The voice was cold, like a cold current.

"Er..."

Hear a woman's words, Zhang Fan is a Leng, labor is not curious to ask, you are so fierce what to do.

Zhang Fan didn't know it was all because he cooked a bowl of mushroom beef noodles.

If you know, it will be very depressing.

It's just a bowl of mushroom and beef noodles.

I'll cook as much as you want.

"Xiaolei wife, you are right."

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