My Sweetie,You're so hot

"What do you say?" Shen Yu gas stood up to rush past, I quickly stretched out my hand to hold, "Shen Yu!"

"I'm sorry, Dr. Lin," I just worried that Lin Baishan would really suffer losses in Shen Yu's hands, and quickly let her leave. "He didn't mean it. You go back first and apologize to Jon for me."

Sang Yun had been spoiled since childhood. She didn't know much about this erosive state. For a moment, she didn't know where to get her foot. She accidentally knocked down a glass bottle, which awakened Jon. As soon as he opened his eyes, the red blood in his eyes was particularly obvious.

It took me a moment to see clearly. There were a pile of empty beer cans on the table, also on the floor. The bottle papers were all mixed up. Jon was drunk and his hair was in a mess. He collapsed on the sofa and slept soundly. It was heartbreaking to watch.

The door was open, and sang Yun helped me into it. It seemed that there was no one inside. It was very quiet. We walked along the corridor and found the office with Dr. Jon's sign. When we pushed the door in, a strong smell of wine rushed forward, choking people's stomach.

When you get off the car, you can see Jon's clinic at a glance. The big plaque says "Jon's heart clinic". The place that should be respectable is splashed with red paint. It looks very dazzling. The billboard at the door is also broken and stands on both sides.

The address was asked for by Lin Baishan in the hospital before. On the edge of the city, there are not many people, but compared with the second and third ring roads, the geographical location is superior.

It's just that I'm still worried about Jon. The next day I sent Siji to school, I asked sang Yun to accompany me to find him.

Sang Yun returns an eye knife, two people fight like this in front of me, you sentence me sentence by sentence, the back garden becomes lively all of a sudden.

Shen Yu didn't roll her eyes. "Don't worry about the things you shouldn't care about. Be your little grandmother of Shen family!"

Sang Yun's curiosity could not be suppressed. "Who is Muzi? Isn't Siji Shen Shu's daughter? Why does the woman's husband just fight for custody? "

Referring to Muzi, Shen Yu raised her eyebrows and lowered her head to silence.

I had no choice but to push him. "Don't mess around. Jon is my good friend and Muzi. If you deal with him, Muzi won't be at ease."

"That's not right," Shen Yu turned to look at Siji, who was playing with the nanny in the distance. Her heroic face showed a doting smile. "Siji is my own daughter. Can anyone take it away? Dream. "

"I can handle it myself, you don't care." I'm perfunctory, trying to push and drag.

Tell him? In his nature, he can't find someone to bully and cajole Jon in private?

Sang Yun and I looked at each other helplessly, but they didn't answer. Shen Yu was so angry that he untied the button of his suit and then said, "why didn't you tell me about the custody of the four seasons?"

Shen Yu was used to being natural and unrestrained, and was suddenly contradicted by Lin Baishan. After sitting down, he was still resentful, "he didn't look very good, and he had a big temper."

Lin Baishan clenched her teeth. Her gentle face rarely showed disgust. She glanced at Shen Yu again and then quickly walked away.

Jon got up, sat up, put his hands on his knees, and rubbed his eyes. "What are you doing here? You want to see how miserable I am? Now I see it. Are you satisfied? "

Aggressive is really not suitable for him as a modest gentleman, even if he said sarcastic words, but there is no deterrent.