Lay Down My Bad Husband

Lin Ziyi's eyes fell on the black and white paper in her hands. The more she looked down, the more her eyes widened and the more incredible she was.

Although she has long expected that Li Moyan's identity is not simple, she never thought that their mother and son's identity would be so simple. Li Moyan and Ye Su Su are the most dangerous people under surveillance in the world. Moreover, Ye Su Su Su once ordered someone to assassinate the former president of F country, and they have been wanted by F country for many years.

Therefore, Tang Sa's leading people to arrest Li Moyan and his mother is totally performing the task of safeguarding the interests of the country and the people?!

No How can things be like this?

Looking at Lin Ziyi, who was holding the information tightly, his face was pale and silent for a long time, but could not recover from the shock, the anger in his heart, which had no place to vent, finally disappeared.

"In the future, no more contact with Li Moyan."

The man's tone is not consultation at all, but direct command!

The man's heavy and smelly voice soon made Lin Ziyi come back to herself. She looked up at him, and her two thin lips moved back and forth. She wanted to retort, but she found that she couldn't find any reasonable words to retort.

Even in her heart, no matter what kind of identity Li Moyan is, or how many bad things or wrong things she has done, she has identified Li Moyan as her elder brother. However, she does not want to make trouble in front of Tang Su.

Because, he has his identity, his identity, predestined his duty.

She didn't want him to get into an embarrassing situation because of her, or even turn his back on the people and the country.

He breathed deeply and lowered his eyelids. Lin Ziyi didn't say anything. He just handed back the information to Tang Su.

Tang Su takes back the information, holds it in his hand, and glares at the little woman on the bed with an extremely complicated look. Lin Ziyi's mood is extremely low, which makes people love and hate.

"You can take your son back. You don't have to stay with me in the hospital."

After a moment's silence, Lin Ziyi's voice rang.

The man glared at her and ignored her. He just rang the call bell at the head of the bed and let the doctor in.

Soon, two doctors rushed into the ward to check Lin Ziyi's condition. After she woke up, it was sure that there was nothing wrong with her. Then they respectfully reported her condition to the president.

Tang Su sat on the sofa, listening calmly. After the doctor finished reporting, he said, "her wound hurts. Is there any way to relieve it?"

The two doctors looked at each other, and one of them replied, "there's no other way than painkillers and painkillers."

"I'm fine. You go out." Lin Ziyi listened to the doctor and said.

In fact, the pain of the wound is not particularly strong. You can endure it without painkillers or painkillers.

The man gave Lin Ziyi a leisurely look. Of course, he also knew that all kinds of painkillers and analgesics are drugs that stimulate the body and brain. If you can use them, you'd better not use them.

So he waved his hand to the doctors to get out.

The two doctors bowed to Tang Su and retired respectfully.

When the doctor went out, Li Zheng appeared at the door, carrying several bags.

"Here are your toiletries and clothes for tomorrow, sir." Li Zheng strides to the ward of time and puts the bag in his hand on a side road.

Tang Su nodded lightly, took the iPad, opened it, read the email and said, "send the stream back to the mansion, and let him live there these days."

"Yes, sir." Li Zheng nodded and continued, "the doctor said that the reason why Dr. Fu fainted was because he didn't sleep and worked too hard during this period. Just have a good rest. It's nothing serious."

--Sleepless?

The man lifted his eyes and looked at Li Zheng, "what's Fu Xinbo doing recently?"

"It's said that doctor Fu has been shuttling in many large hospitals recently, arranging several operations every day, and basically never had a rest." Li Zheng replied.

The man was puzzled, "what is he doing so hard, looking for death?"

"It's said that doctor Fu is short of money. Recently, he went to the office to raise money and even sold all the real estate in his name." Li Zheng also replied in confusion.

Lin Ziyi on the bed listened to Li Zheng and immediately understood why Fu Xinbo was short of money.

"I know why doctor Fu is short of money..."

When Tang Su and Li Zheng heard Lin Ziyi's voice, they all looked at her.

"You know?" The man asked suspiciously.

Lin Ziyi nodded and said the warm things happened to Fu Xinbo in the coffee shop. At last, he frowned and said, "doctor Fu has so readily agreed to give 100 million yuan. I thought he was not short of money at all."

Li Zheng listened to Lin Ziyi's words, but he couldn't help beating his tongue in his heart.

A hundred million! Ordinary people are afraid that they can't earn money in a few lives. How can Lin Ziyi see it as such a simple thing.However, Fu Xinbo is really infatuated with his first girlfriend.

Tang Su didn't say anything. He just lightly hooked his lips and told Li Zhengdao, "inform Meizhou and let him transfer 100 million yuan from my private account to Fu Xinbo's account."

Meizhou is Tang Su's personal manager. Over the years, he has been helping him manage all the businesses under his name. However, he only gives Meizhou one aspect in making major decisions. Meizhou controls all other business matters.

"Yes, sir."

Then Li Zheng took two steps forward, bent over and picked up the little guy who was sleeping on the sofa carefully. He said, "Sir, Miss Lin, if there is nothing else, I will take the young master back to the mansion first."

Tang Su takes a look at the little guy in Li Zheng's arms, nods and signals that Li Zheng can leave.

Lin Ziyi also looked at the little guy. She didn't take her eyes back until Li Zheng disappeared with the child in her arms.

When she looked back, she found that the man who had been sitting on the sofa not far away had already stood by the bed. Under the soft light of the ward, Xin Chang's tall and straight figure cast a thick shadow on Lin Ziyi's face.

Lin Ziyi looked up at him, "are you really going to spend the night here? But there's only one bed here? "

"Does it still hurt?" The man did not seem to hear Lin Ziyi's words at all. He only glared at Lin Ziyi deeply. In his ink stained eyes, the jumping dark awn was hard to understand.

Lin Ziyi pursed the corners of his lips and was about to open his mouth to answer that it was much better.

But, without waiting for her voice to export, the man has bent down, warm big palm holding her pale face, head down, two thin lips holding her.