Provoke Evil Husband

The fastest update flame burning love: mistakenly offend the devil husband!

"Why should I annoy Murong Chengfeng? It's to let him do it, to cut the miscarriage to Murong Chengfeng! "

Han Yueqiao half understand: "Murong Yunze is not a child loving person, and he is afraid of the old bastard. Will he bite Murong Chengfeng for his children? It's impossible, isn't it? "

"Mom, you don't know Murong Yunze. You believe me, this child will not die in vain, he will certainly play a role that we can not play See lack. Act as a, so many years, she which day don't want to severely beat scold shame insult Murong Chengfeng

"Nuan Nuan, I find more and more that you are a female Zhuge," Han Yueqiao tried his face with a warm towel, sighed and said, "you are neither your father nor your mother. Who are you like?"

"Mom, tell me more about my parents?"

"Dear father, you are honest and honest. You don't like words at ordinary times. You are a little soft and indecisive in everything; As for your mother, she is beautiful and weak. She only knows how to cry when she is in trouble. " Han Yueqiao sat down on the small stool in front of the bed, looked at the warm yellow face, and said painfully, "if they had your mind and strategy, they would not have fallen into such a miserable situation."

"Hey hey, I'm like your mother," Mu warmly took Han Yueqiao's hand. "Although I'm not born to you, I'm raised by my mother. In the past 20 years, my mother unconsciously passed on your advantages to me. Thank you, mom

"Silly boy, be polite to your mother?" Han Yueqiao wants to say and stop, seems to be very difficult, "Nuan Nuan, let you embark on such a difficult road of revenge, will you blame mother, mother is wrong?"

"Yes! Mom, I understand your pains now. Not only do I not blame mom, but I thank you for my biological parents. "

"But... Nuan Nuan, if, in the future, you feel that your mother has done something wrong, you must not resent your mother, let alone leave her. This... Can you promise your mother?"

Mu wennuan didn't think deeply at all, and promised: "Mom, no matter what happens, I won't hate mom, and I won't leave mom! In this life, I want to be my mother's daughter. In the next life, I want to be my mother's daughter. Mom, you can't run away. "

"Good, that's good, that's good, mom, that's reassuring." Han Yueqiao said incoherently.

Mu wennuan is very interested. She suddenly asks Han Yueqiao for her mobile phone.

Han Yueqiao hesitantly handed over the mobile phone: "child, who do you want to call?"

Mu Nuan chuckled and did not answer.

Quickly dial out a set of numbers.

Put on headphones.

When the other party came to an abnormal voice, mu wennuan was happy with Han Yueqiao.

"Hello, where are you..."

Mu wennuan burst out these words with a cry.

I don't know what the other party said. Mu wennuan rubbed her eyes and cried, sobbing: "Yunze, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of our children... If only I didn't go into the study to read at that time, I wouldn't annoy my father... Yunze, what's in the study, Dad would be so nervous and on guard? Yunze, I'm sorry. Don't blame dad. He must be very sad, too? "

Mu wennuan cries and complains, which makes Murong Yunze who is already mad on the street completely out of control. He yells on the phone: "don't cry, I'm bored!" Fast forward

Longdu bar.

This is the most upscale leisure club in H City, gathering the so-called elites of the upper class of the city.

Murong Yunze put down the phone and rushed directly into the bar.

"Hello, Mr. Murong, what a rare guest." A coquettish waitress came up and wrapped Murong Yunze like an octopus: "we haven't been here for a long time. We miss you so much."

Murong Yunze, with a gloomy face, suddenly waved his hand and shook the waiter: "go away!"

The waitress stepped back a few steps before holding the bar to stop. She turned the corner of her mouth red. She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry. She wanted to make fun of her, but she was not in the mood. I had to laugh at myself in embarrassment: "I didn't watch the Yellow calendar today. I picked an atmosphere bag in broad daylight..."

The attendant in the lobby winked at the waitress, motioned her to keep quiet, and then followed Murong Yunze like a pug, smiling cautiously: "Mr. Murong, the Rose Hall has always been reserved for you, you --"

Yeah.

Murong Yunze didn't speak much. His face was still covered with dark clouds. He strode toward the most exquisite box.

"Mr. Murong, is it French Lafite dry red, please?"

Every time Murong Yunze comes here, he always orders this expensive French wine.

"No, vodka for me!"

The lobby manager took a look at Murong Yunze. Seeing that the other party didn't look like he was joking, he turned to give orders.

As soon as Murong Yunze sat down in the box, he began to yell at the top of his voice.

"Get the hell out of here!" Murong Yunze grabs the bag and throws it.

The bell suddenly stopped.

The lobby manager brought the drinks in person.

Open the bottle and pour the wine.

Then, with his hands crossed on his belly, he stood on one side in a respectful and humble manner.

Murong Yunze as if no one else, a Yang neck, a small square cup of vodka will dry at the end.

The ringtones are coming again.

Murong Yunze kept silent, still pouring cup by cup.

The lobby manager quickly and quietly took the bag from the other end of the sofa and handed it to him humbly: "Mr. Murong, your phone number."

Murong Yunze took it and threw it on the sofa table. Then he waved to the lobby manager: "go out."

In case of an amnesty, the lobby manager hurried out.

Today's mobile phone seems to be carrying with the host, singing one after another, which makes the host angry and furious!

He grabs out the mobile phone, does not look, then roars: "who?"

In the mobile phone, suddenly a dead silence, came the subtle rustle of electric current.

"Speak

After a few seconds, the other side came to the voice pretending to be timid: "is... Is it Yunze?"

Although Murong Yunze was a bit drunk, he knew who the other party's voice was as soon as he heard it.

"What's the matter?"

Although the other party has already given her own soul to him, Murong Yunze has no pity and affection at all. He is as cold and bored as a stranger.

"Where are you, Yunze?"

"You don't care where I am? If you have something to say, get away from me if you have nothing to do! "

Such humiliating and contemptuous words, the other party was not angry.

"I... I have something important to tell you."

"Say it

The other side is also coquettish: "no, I want to tell you face to face, this matter is very important, and it is related to your reputation."

In Murong Yunze's mind, scenes flashed like slides, about Mu Nuan, about his father, about GUI Yuanyuan

"Don't talk to me about this," Murong Yunze said with a long breath of wine. His face was very evil and he couldn't speak clearly: "do you want to throw yourself in the arms? OK, to satisfy you, I'm trying to defeat you now. Get the hell out of here, Longdu bar. "

Just when a bottle of vodka came to the bottom, a woman dressed very fashionable and gaudy rushed to Longdu bar.

"Miss Youyou, long time no see."

The lobby manager once met this domineering woman and knew the relationship between this woman and Mr. Murong.

"Well," Mu you arrogantly put down the head just coming out of the Hairdressing Center, "where's Mr. Murong?"

"The old place, Rose Hall."

Mu youyou no longer spoke, but raised his head high, walked through the curious eyes and went directly to the Rose Hall.

Dong Dong Dong.

"Come in."

Mu youyou took a picture of himself with his mobile phone, stroked his clothes, then piled up a cheap smile on his face and walked in.