My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Palace is angry.

The courage of a stupid woman is too big!

Wearing the clothes he bought, go see other men!

Live in his presidential suite and go private with other men!

Is this afraid that he is not green enough? Give him another grassland?

"President, now, we have to find someone to enter the room to stop..."

Zhang Bo has no idea how to comfort his injured president, only to minimize the loss and prevent Xiao Qiao from making bigger mistakes.

Gong Sheng: "Get the car, I will go in person."

His tone is so calm, there is no trace of waves.

Only the old servants who have been with him for many years can hear the faint anger in this calm.

It’s like the rain is coming from the wind!

==

Empire State Building.

presidential suite.

When Feng Chu entered the door, he blinked his eyes: "Why don't the room turn on the lights? What do you do so?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Huo Bing, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, turned and tried to suppress the surprise.

After all, I couldn’t suppress it. I strode to the door and stretched my arms. "Chu Chu, are you coming to see me?"

Although Chu did not agree to take him in her home, but helped him arrange the hotel, but also personally came to see him.

He felt that the one who took him to the position of the Emperor in the same year, took care of him and supported his proud Jiaojie, and returned.

"Yeah." Feng Chu adapted to the darkness of the room for a few seconds, and did not come to him with a warm and welcoming hug, but instead stepped up to the floor-to-ceiling windows. "The scenery here is good."

Yun Qiao really booked a good house with excellent quality.

This presidential suite, even if she was the identity of Miss Feng Jia, could not be so easily booked.

Huo Qingbing should be able to get a good rest here in the past few days.

just……

The rest of the body is on the one hand, and more importantly, he is mentally able to adapt to this change and can withstand such a big blow.

Feng Chu glanced at the empty bottle on the small coffee table next to the bed.

many.

Huo Bronze is not a drinker.

Drinking so much wine in a short time, it will only be consumed by alcohol.

She sighed slightly, staring at the downstairs, the dazzling downtown night scene of the imperial city, slowly opening, to the Huo Bing Road behind him:

"Bronze, people in the rivers and lakes, always encounter high and low fluctuations, you are still young, perhaps still do not understand why you have nothing wrong, but encountered such a blow. Some blows are so unreasonable, so absurd. There is no reason, no reason. Just at that time, it is your turn."

She paused.

Although it is said that Huo Qingbing was blocked this time.

But as she spoke, she actually felt a bit like describing herself.

Yes, who can think of the fall of the Feng family?

Who would have thought that the initiator was the one who was carrying the hand of the old man?

Why did Lu Hanji hurt the Feng family?

Why are you willing to report!

Huo Bing could not find his reason for being blocked.

In fact, she Fengqi can not find the reason for the decline of Fengjia!

However, this is not the time to talk about this.

It is imperative to comfort Huo Qingbing and rekindle it. Don't take the hard-won Shadow Emperor's position and win it.

She continued: "Bronze, so don't ask why you were blocked. I know that you are wronged now, very uncomfortable, even want to drink alcohol... It doesn't matter, wine, I can accompany you. But, Tomorrow's road, still want to go by yourself!..."