Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Looking at the black lengthened Lincoln gradually disappearing on the Boulevard, Wei Anning withdrew her eyes and looked at the housekeeper's face. Five finger prints appeared on her white and fat face. It can be seen that Jiang Yuan was merciless when she started.

"Mr. housekeeper, why don't you hide? She hit you on the left face. Do you want to extend your right face to her?" Wei Anning hates iron but not steel. There is a soft side and a strong side in her temperament.

Softness is to her own people, and strength is to outsiders, so she doesn't like Jiang Yuan bullying the housekeeper. Her slap was clearly demonstrating to Leng Youchen.

How can there be such a mother in this world?

The housekeeper pursed his lips. Seeing her indignant appearance, he smiled helplessly, "three young grannies, madam is the master, we are servants, and the master wants to punish. Is there any reason to hide?"

"Then she threw you all over, and you didn't hide?" Wei Anning doesn't understand his servility at all. It's strange that there are such old-fashioned people in this society now.

"..." the housekeeper said nothing to her.

Wei Anning shook her head and looked thoughtfully at the empty road. She contradicted Jiang Yuan. She won't go to Leng Youchen for trouble?

Ah, it's over. Will she make trouble?

Jiang Yuan really went to find Leng Youchen. She sat on the leather back seat, and her depression became stronger and stronger. The housekeeper showed her face, and silence also showed her face. What Leng Youchen gave her to eat made her completely like a different person.

When I saw her quietly before, I ran all the way to embrace her enthusiastically. Now let alone embrace, it's unreasonable to contradict her for a servant!

Li Dong rushed into the office and saw Leng Youchen's eyes red. The whole person was like Satan from hell, with a violent spirit all over. His right hand was dripping with blood, which made his breathing almost stop.

He hurried to him, pushed him away from the mess and came to the rest area. He turned to find the medicine box and bandaged him.

Leng Youchen didn't move and let him wrap it up.

The fragments of the mouse pierced into the meat. Li Dong took out his tweezers and said, "three little, you can bear it. It hurts a little."

Pain?

Leng Youchen smiled numbly and was humiliated by his beloved woman. Will he still feel pain? These external pain, which is worth one ten thousandth of heartache?

Lidong looked up at him and saw that he looked at the front with his eyes absentmindedly, just like a puppet that lost the breath of life. It was so sad and distressing.

He lowered his eyelids and carefully took out all the fragments from his palm. From beginning to end, Leng Youchen didn't even frown. Li Dong whispered, "three little, don't believe the so-called survey results. Those are things of the past. Believe your eyes and feelings."

He thought he was angry about the photos just now, but he didn't dare to be too straightforward for fear of touching the minefield of men.

"Oh!"

Leng Youchen sneered and believed in his eyes and feelings. Only when he believed in his eyes too much would he believe that she was not that vicious woman and would be deceived by her innocence.

But what about the facts?

This slap knot is solid and thrown on his face. It really hurts, ****** repair? The things that made him happy didn't exist at all. How would he digest this fact?

He even regretted that he shouldn't have been soft on her at the beginning.

He should leave her on Aisha island and let this cruel, vicious and selfish woman live and die on the island.