Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

Huang ruomei is standing behind a huge fortune tree. She looks at an who is buried in painting with jealousy, and her eyes burn a thick sense of unwillingness.

After Ann left for such a long time, Huo tingshen didn't accept her, not to mention that the living people have come back, and yesterday Huo tingshen's reaction has proved her conjecture.

"Blame you for not coming back." She pinched the palm of her hand.

At noon, she ordered a takeout, went to siminghan and looked at Zimo. She turned back and continued to work at her desk in the afternoon. Until it was getting late, she rubbed her sore neck and straightened up. But when she saw the manuscript on the table, she let out a long breath.

"It's half past six!"

She took a look at the time, and hurriedly packed up to leave work. She had to go to siminghan first to pick up Zimo. So late, the child must be making a lot of trouble.

Ann took the elevator in the mall and went directly to the underground parking lot. Just as she was about to open the car door, someone patted her on the shoulder behind her. She looked back and saw a bloody face.

"Ah The shrill screams spread far away.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

The mobile phone on the ground is ringing all the time, and no one answers. ANN is pale in bed.

Huo tingshen stood at the window, looking at the dark night. His face was very ugly. He didn't come back now. Was he with Si Minghan?

He fidgeted, loosened his tie and threw his cell phone on the bed.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

The mobile phone was shaking and the number of an's mobile phone was flashing. Huo tingshen grabbed the mobile phone and realized his eagerness. He turned cold again. His finger slowly opened the answer key and said indifferently, "don't you come back?"

"Who are you from Ann, please?"

Horting frowned deeply: "where is she?"

"The second people's Hospital of a city."

When Huo tingshen arrived at the hospital, Ann was still awake. Her weak body was lying in the quilt, thin as if it didn't exist, and her pale cheek and pillow of the same color were almost integrated.

He walked over with a blue face, pulled out a chair, sat down, and looked at her cheek quietly. For two years, the woman who only knew he existed was more mellow and persistent, but she still frowned when she was asleep, and didn't know what was unpleasant in her dream.

Ann did dream that Huo tingshen walked past her with a woman's arm in her hand. She was trapped in a dark and cold swamp, crying and shouting desperately. He turned his head and said indifferently, "don't chase, you can't catch up."

"Huo tingshen!" She grabbed the sheet with both hands and sat up fiercely. Her big eyes were full of panic. Her bright forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat, and her thin body trembled slightly.

The dream was so real that she didn't come back at this time, and her panic heart seemed to jump out of her mouth.

"Wake up."

An's ears were filled with a faint voice. Her body trembled. She turned her head slowly and ran into Huo tingshen's indifferent eyes. She couldn't help but think of the scene in her dream. She felt sad in her eyes.

But soon, Ann realized that she was not in the right state. She coughed softly: "I have a nightmare."

She didn't realize that she had called hortensen's name before.

Huo tingshen heard that Yan's face changed suddenly, and his eyes were colder than before. He had become her nightmare?

"I'll send someone to look into it." He said indifferently and got up to leave.

Ann lifted the quilt and blurted out, "I'll go, too."

Huo tingshen had already walked to the door and heard the voice behind him. He continued to walk. He asked the doctor that Ann was just in a coma because she was scared and didn't need to be hospitalized.

One before the other, they went out of the emergency building. The bright moonlight pulled their shadows into two thin parallel lines.

Huo tingshen took out the key to unlock the car. The car lights flashed. An consciously opened the back seat and put his hands on his knees. He looked down at the outline of his fingers.

She admitted that it was a bit of a failure, but what happened tonight really shocked her.

As the car slowly leaves the hospital, Huo tingshen's slender fingers are quietly on the steering wheel. Through the rearview mirror, she can see that she is shrinking in her clothes like an ostrich. Her eyes are looking out of the window, and her side face is at a loss.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

Ann took a look at the phone number, subconsciously took a look at the driver, hesitated a little, still connected the phone: "mingham, sorry, I have something to delay."

"Creak!"

The car made a sharp, harsh sound. Ann leaned forward with inertia, and her forehead was suddenly installed on the front seat. With a cry of pain, she raised her hand to cover her forehead.

"Hello? CEN, what's the matter with you? " The anxious voice of smingham came from the phone.

"Nothing, nothing... What are you doing? Give me your cell phone!"

Huo tingshen holds the car door in one hand and Ann's mobile phone in the other. He looks at the anxious people in the car. With a sneer in his mouth, he flirts with other men in front of him. Is he a decoration?

"Huo tingshen! What's wrong with you Ann is short of breath.

"Don't call other people's wives in the future!" Huo tingshen hang up the phone, with a lift, the mobile phone gently fell into the grass not far away, issued a dull sound, no more movement.

Ann rushed out of the car and yelled, "are you crazy?"

Si Minghan must have called for the sake of Zimo. Zimo didn't see her at night. She must have been crying.

She ran towards the grass in a hurry, bent over and touched it. She just saw that it was here. Why couldn't she find it?

"Come back with me!" Huo Ting held her wrist tightly and brought the man back with great force. The stiff tone made people tremble in the night, "an!"

If it's normal, Ann will be able to judge that Huo tingshen is very angry. At this time, the wisest choice is to go back with him.

But now she is full of Zimo crying, a mother's heart has already been anxious, where there is the mood to speculate Huo tingshen's idea.

Being pulled by her, the tip of her nose hit his clothes fiercely. The sour taste spread from the tip of her nose to her eyes. In addition to the fright at night, she broke out instantly.

"You're great, you're great!" She kicked him like crazy, trying to get rid of his constraints, "why don't you go to another woman! Isn't Huang ruomei very good? Why don't you let me go! "

The more she struggled, the more he wanted to keep people close to him.

He just wanted to prove that this time, she couldn't take out the palm of his hand.

How much you love before, how much you hate now.

"Let go of me, asshole!" Ann's voice was hoarse, and she thought that the weakness of fish and I as a butcher made her extremely frustrated. Her voice gradually lowered, and she cried like a small animal, "please, let me go, I want to go to Zimo, he can't see that I will cry..."

Her voice was very light and low, but because the night was too quiet and cold, she could hear it clearly.

He said angrily: "you have your own children! Why don't you think about the twists and turns? "

Huo tingshen didn't realize that he was looking forward to her return and the integrity of his family.

"Not the same, not the same..." an's thoughts were confused, and he was totally unconsciously murmuring, "it was Zi Mo who accompanied me through those days. Without him, I would have died long ago..."

What's more, because of her own reasons, Zimo got autism.

She is not a good Mommy, so she wants to take good care of him.

Huo tingshen was shocked and immediately thought that if he and Ann's child survived, he would be as old as Zimo.

Is it because of this child that Ann and smingham walk together?

Thinking of this, the tight string in his body was inexplicably relaxed, but his tone was still indifferent: "that's the child of smingham."

Ann squeezed in a little soberness in her confused reason. She grasped the weak hope in Huo tingshen's words and said anxiously: "Zimo was adopted by Si Minghan. I want to take care of him."

Huo Ting deeply narrowed his eyes, loosened his grip on an's wrist, took out his mobile phone and dialed the first number of the call record, but there was only a mechanical voice: "sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

"Maybe it's broken." Huo tingshen grabs Ann's wrist. She dodges behind her sensitively. His fingers are empty and he only catches the cool air. He walks away with a cold face. When he comes to the car, he sees that she is still standing in the same place and pulls her tie irritably. "I'll take you!"

Ann's eyes widened unexpectedly. She looked at Huo tingshen straightly. She made sure she didn't hear me wrong again and again. She wiped her eyes and rushed over: "thank you."

She can't figure out what Huo tingshen is thinking, but now the most important thing is to take back Zimo.

She first said that Zimo was the child of siminghan, and that Zimo was adopted. She was a little worried. She told a lie and wanted to tell countless lies. She could not be sure that she would be caught one day.

The two people in the car were worried about each other, and the air was stagnant as if it was going to stop flowing.

"You care about that child?" Horting spoke deeply.

Ann didn't even think about it. She blurted out, "of course!"

Realizing that her answer was too fast, she wrung her fingers in chagrin. In case of irritating Huo tingshen, he would not allow her to see Zimo?

It seems that things are going in a bad direction and want to get out of her control.

"Why is it called Zimo?" His voice was still cold.

Ann bites her lips. She doesn't know how to answer. She can't tell him directly, because her curving name is Huo Ziqing, so her son's name is Zimo

But if not, Huo tingshen would doubtfully, and with his clever brain, he could figure it out a little bit, and it would be in vain if she wanted to leave at that time.

Thinking of the manipulation she made people use on her data, she pursed her lips and said, "I got up a long time ago... I was very sad at that time. When I saw him, I gave him my name..."

She deliberately said that she was vague and ambiguous, hoping that Huo tingshen would not go deep into it.

It has to be said that Ann still knows something about Huo tingshen. His fingers holding the steering wheel are tight. It turns out that Zimo is his son's name, so she cares about Zimo and sets up Zimo's office in memory of their dead child?

Thinking about this, his tight hand back nerve loosened a little bit, and his facial expression slowed down after a stiff night.