Mr. Lu's second beloved wife

After the director spoke, the people around just looked at each other.

"What? Hurry up? " The woman in her forties was angry and began to scold.

A man winced.

"Chief, it's not that we don't want to move, it's just that we heard that Jono and her husband divorced."

The instructor's face changed when he heard that.

Divorce is a big deal for her.

There must be something wrong with a woman who can't keep her husband.

It's just a little bit of a joke.

"And Jono doesn't see anyone in her life. We're worried that she's too lonely and has no friends."

In a few words, the teacher's face became more and more heavy, not as kind as before.

She couldn't help thinking about Jono's hesitation in the morning.

"Miss Joe?" Just as they were whispering to each other, the clear voice of children suddenly came to mind at the door.

The little boy was holding a word book and his face was in a daze.

"I'm going to ask her for words, eh? Is she ill? "

His face was full of tension, and the little boy asked anxiously, holding the corner of the director's coat.

The director did not speak and pulled out his coat.

She didn't give the little boy a good face, so she found a teacher to drive him out.

"What do you say?" She asked the crowd, frowning.

There was an awkward smile on everyone's face: "we can know what to do."

"We're not familiar with her either."

"By the way," a man suddenly said.

"Why don't you just let her rest here? Nothing will happen anyway."

Her voice fell, and the people around her echoed.

The director looked hesitant and nodded hesitantly.

"But keep an eye on her. When she wakes up, let her out quickly."

As if in an endless quagmire, Jono struggled hard, but felt as if he could not breathe.

No matter how you go, you can't get out. The body and consciousness gradually separate.

The day passed quickly, the sun moved westward, and Jono was still awake.

"Oh, she can sleep."

"No, it's not embarrassing."

Several people were laughing and talking.

Jono's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Will you take it?"

"If I don't take it, whoever likes to take it." A few people's eyes are rolling, shifting buck to each other.

The mobile phone rings and stops at last.

However, this ring tone seems to be just a start signal.

Then Jono's cell phone rang for a moment.

The noisy bell rings in the ear, almost can feel the anxiety of the opposite person.

"It's boring." A female teacher mumbled, but did not answer the phone.

"It's almost time to get off work anyway. Let's leave in a moment."

"What about Jono?" Asked one hesitantly.

"Whatever, we're not her parents."

"Yes, she will leave when she wakes up." They said, but their faces could hardly conceal the obvious schadenfreude.

"Bang -" the door of the office was suddenly pushed open.

The man's body is tall and long, and his whole body exudes the cold breath of frost. But the carved face is as beautiful as a sculpture.

All of a sudden restless, several clean up to leave the female teacher suddenly stopped, looking at the man excitedly.

"Who are you looking for, please?"

Can't bear to carefully ask, but already appeared on the face of the intoxicated red halo.

The man did not speak, Mo Che black eyes Sen ran.

He glanced faintly around the office for a week, then locked in a certain direction.

He walked in step by step with his long legs, and saw Jono frowning and holding her up.

"What?" There was no end to whispering, and people were stunned.

Jono's body was like a stove, and the air he breathed was extremely hot.

Lu Yunzheng frowned tightly, and some displeasure appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

The instructor came in from the outside and ran into the man's handsome face.

She glanced at Jono in Lu Yunzheng's arms and asked in amazement, "you, who are you?"

"I'm her husband."

The man's voice is cold, and the deep and cold ice eyes exude awe inspiring air.

"Oh, yes." The instructor replied stupidly.

When Lu Yunzheng went out for a long time, the director of the Teaching Department responded, and the whole person was stunned.

She looked back at the teachers who were just as stunned as she was.

"Didn't you say Jono was divorced?"

Those people bow their heads and drop their eyes, but their eyes are full of envy.

As if the body touched a warm and soft object, Jono couldn't help approaching.

Her body seemed to fall back from the place where she was floating. She opened her eyes vaguely.

Hazy consciousness, she seems to see Lu Yunzheng.

Why? Jono was stunned.

Why is Lu Yunzheng here? Isn't she still at school?

"Lu, Lu Yunzheng?"

Jono was puzzled.

Lu Yunzheng didn't say a word.

Jono thought it was his dream.

So he just indulged and stretched out his hand to encircle Lu Yunzheng.

She buried her head in the man's solid chest and arched like a kitten.

Lu Yunzheng just began to let her nonsense, see Jono more unscrupulous, finally came to temper.

"Be honest with me."

He drank softly.

Jono froze and stopped.

Next, he went even further, grabbing his neck and touching him.

Lu Yunzheng's head is blue, and he knows that Qiao Nuo is very ill now.

Lu Yunzheng stretched out her hand, pressed her moving little head on her chest, and walked quickly to the car.

The driver went up and opened the door.

"Go to the hospital."

Qiao Nuo sleeps in the past again, two small hands hold Lu Yunzheng's thigh, small mouth smashes, sleeping sweetly.

Private hospital with exquisite decoration.

Lu Yunzheng puts Qiao Nuo on the bed and calls the doctor.

"Miss Qiao had a cold last night. She didn't get any treatment after she had a fever. That's why she fell asleep. It's nothing serious."

After getting the doctor's diagnosis and treatment results, Lu Yunzheng's heart was finally released.

When the bright sunshine came in, Jono opened his eyes, but found himself in a completely strange place.

"You wake up."

There was a soft female voice at the door, and Jono went to see a gentle nurse.

"I, what's the matter with me?"

"You passed out yesterday with a high fever and were sent by your husband."

As she spoke, she changed Jono's drops.

"But your husband is really good-looking, more exquisite than a star."

She was a "husband", listening to Jono straight hair Leng, after a long time, the mind suddenly came up with a chaotic memory.

She remembered that she had dreamt of Lu Yunzheng yesterday.

Jono's face suddenly looks like a ripe tomato. He would like to grab the quilt and cover his face tightly.