Lay Down My Bad Husband

"The number you dialed is temporarily empty..."

Hearing the mechanical voice, the driver glanced at Lin Ziyi in the rearview mirror and saw that she was making a phone call. With a look of awe inspiring, he slammed on the brake and stopped the car.

Lin Ziyi, who was sitting in the back seat, didn't fasten her seat belt. She suddenly braked and let her body inertia suddenly hit the back of the driver's seat.

Before Lin Ziyi knew what was going on, the mobile phone that rang in his hand was snatched away by the other hand, and then hung up.

Lin Ziyi's forehead was heavily hit on the back of the chair, and she was a little confused. When she reflected that her mobile phone had been robbed and looked at the taxi driver, she found that the taxi driver was wearing a mask, and her eyes were more gloomy and frightening.

"Give me back..."

Lin Ziyi instinctively wants to take back his mobile phone, but when he leans forward, the driver raises his hand and slashes it at the back of Lin Ziyi's neck.

Lin Ziyi was completely unprepared, so she let the driver chop to the key part. She felt dizzy in front of her eyes. Soon, she fainted and did not wake up.

In Tang's mansion, the first thing after Xiaoxi wakes up is to call Lin Ziyi.

However, the voice from the other end of the phone, just like last night, is still the sound of turning off the phone.

As soon as he twisted his thin eyebrows, he immediately ran to Tang Su's room in his pajamas and hairy slippers, trying to see if he came back last night.

When the nurse at the door saw the little guy rushing out of the room to Tang Su's room, she was immediately startled. She quickly ran after him and cried, "young master, your wound has not fully healed. You can't run!"

The little guy was worried that Lin Ziyi would not listen to the nurse's words. With a pair of short legs, he quickly ran to Tang Su's room.

When he ran to the door of Tang Su's room, ready to hit the door, the door "Bang..." The sound of being pulled away from the inside, the little guy accidentally jumped on the man's long legs.

"Little commander." Chasing after the little guy, the little nurse saw Tang Su who suddenly appeared at the door. She immediately stopped, stopped and called respectfully.

The man ignored the little nurse at all, only looked down at the little guy who had just reached his waist height. His face was very dark and he said, "so early in the morning, are you going to rebel at home?"

The little guy raised his head to stare at the tall and straight man in front of him and said angrily, "hum..." He said with a voice, "you don't mean what you say. You said you were going to accompany our family last night. How did you come back?"

It's OK not to mention Lin Ziyi. When it comes to Lin Ziyi, the man's face is so gloomy that he wants to drip water.

Regardless of whether the little guy's wound is not completely healed, he stretched out his hand, slightly bent over and circled the little guy, sandwiched him under his armpit, and then strode to the direction of the children's room, walking cold and smelly, "you should have men in your woods, so you don't need to worry about it."

The little guy was angry, but he struggled under the man's arm with two short legs and two short hands. He retorted while struggling, "you talk nonsense, mom won't let other men accompany you."

"Yes The man's angry deep eyes glanced at the struggling little guy. His face was too heavy to sink any more. "I think she would like you to stay here forever and not disturb her good things."

"You're bullshit. Mom doesn't think so."

"Then tell me, what does your mother think?"

The man's voice, obviously rising, with the smell of contempt and ridicule, even the brook heard clearly, so the little guy tried to raise his head under his arm, and glared at him, struggling to cry, "you put me down, I'm going to find my mother."

"Be quiet. Your mother has no time to talk to you."

"You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense..."

"Ouch! My little ancestor! What are you doing this morning? " As soon as the old man came out of the bedroom, he heard the conversation between the father and the son. He looked up into the corridor and saw the struggling little guy under Tang Su's arm. His old face immediately filled with worry.

"Granddad, my father specially bullies me and my mother. Don't you care about him?" Seeing the Savior coming out, the little guy immediately asked for help with a pathetic look on his face.

"Ah Su, put the child down. What if the wound is torn?" The old man stares at Tang Su with warning.

Tang Su, of course, is not a man without sense of propriety. What's more, for his son, he naturally knows how to avoid his wound and prevent it from being torn when he struggles.

So the little guy struggled under his arm for so long that he didn't see any pain at all.

"Grandfather, I'm disciplining my son. Are you going to step in?" The man calmly raised his eyes and looked at Tang. He continued to walk to the children's room and spit out this sentence.

The old man took a serious look at the stream. When he saw that he had nothing to do with it, he said nothing more. He just followed him to the children's room."Granddad, you look at my father bullying me and don't help me. It turns out that you don't hurt me at all, only dad." Seeing that the old man was silent, the little guy immediately complained with tears on his face.

The corner of the old man's mouth is again a smoke, this little human spirit!

"I'm in charge of my son. It's natural. I can't help you either."

The little guy saw that the provocation was useless, so he had to "hum..." rather unhappily There was no more shouting.

The man, holding the little guy, went all the way into the children's room, came to the children's bed, avoided his wound, threw him on the bed, then glanced at the nurse coming in behind, and said in a deep voice, "look at his wound and change his dressing."

"Yes, young commander."

"No, I don't change the dressing." The little guy pulled the quilt over, held it tightly, covered his wound, and didn't let the nurse touch him, "unless I talk to my mother on the phone, or I won't change my dressing."

The man glared at some ignorant little guy holding the quilt on the bed, and his face was very gloomy.

The old man has seen the stubborn little guy before. Last time, in order to meet Lin Ziyi, he could not eat or drink for a day or a night. This time, he is still ill and his wound has not healed. He can't bear to toss the little guy.

So the old man immediately surrendered and said, "good, good, fight now."

With that, the old man glanced at the housekeeper behind him. The housekeeper immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Ziyi.