Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

Ann patted her son's right hand and looked up at Huo tingshen. Her eyes were as calm as an ancient well, with a deep sense of anger and cold.

Ask him for help? Why didn't she ask him for help?

At the critical moment of her life and death, her mind was full of him. Even though she knew that he and she were half the world apart, she still wanted to listen to his voice before she died. She wanted to hear his voice call her "little" again.

She hid in the deserted old factory, outside was the sound of footsteps and clamour of villains getting closer and closer, she hid in the dark to dial his phone, her palms were sweating.

The phone was soon connected, she thought that she must smile, smile, can't let him know his danger, because far hydrolysis can't near thirst, why let him follow worry.

It's also good to just think that before you die, you can say a word with the people you love the most in the world.

But

After the phone was connected, she only called his name "tingshen", and there came Huang ruomei's languid and ambiguous voice: "he's asleep. What do you want to say to me?"

At that moment, she really hated herself. She hated her wishful thinking and her inability to see through.

It was noon in Canada, but she felt that she had fallen into the endless night. What kind of despair was it? Even when she watched the bad guys break in and rush in, she didn't feel terrible.

"Mr. Huo, what's the use of saying this now?" Ann took back her thoughts, and between her eyebrows and eyes she was unfamiliar and indifferent. "The past is gone. We are in an agreement now. Don't forget what you promised me."

After so long journey and so much suffering, Ann felt exhausted and didn't want to expect anything more.

Huo Ting's deep eyes were tight, and he was staring at an. Just now, just now, he saw the anger, sadness and reluctance in her eyes. That kind of an seemed to be shrouded in the night, and he was very distressed.

But he just took a step forward, she has returned to normal, like a hedgehog covered with thorns, forcing him to take back the steps he just took.

She didn't believe him.

It made horting very angry.

Huo Ting takes a deep look at an, turns around and goes out. The room is quiet again. An tries to pull the corners of his mouth, but his smile is uglier than crying.

"Zimo, Mommy will protect you." Ann kisses her son on the cheek. "We'll always be together."

In the study, Huo tingshen's face was livid and his long fingers were clear. He held his mobile phone and called out: "check the things about Ann in Canada for me. I want to know everything."

After that, he paused and said, "she may have used another identity. If you look carefully, you can start from the direction of Canadian fashion design."

Hung up the phone, huotingshen fell into a long silence, he sat in a chair, back to the door, as if to silence himself into a painting in the night.

Long night, how many people do not want to sleep.

But no matter how long the night is, the dawn will come as scheduled.

The early morning sun with dew wet shine into the room, through the gap of the curtain, leaving a mottled light and shadow on the floor, all showing the beauty of the new day.

"Good morning, baby." An kisses the cheek of the parent-child Mo, puts on the clothes for Zi Mo, washes the towel with warm water, wipes the face for the little guy, and says with a smile, "we Zi Mo are so cute."

Zimo looked at an with big eyes, but there was no expression on his face, like he didn't hear an's words. He was like a child living in a glass cover. He could see and touch, but it made people feel very far away.

Every time she saw her son like this, Ann felt very sad.

"You're going to get better, I know. You're going to get better." Ann kisses her son's little hand. No matter whether her son can understand or not, she has been talking to him, "you have a brother and sister. They are very good children and will love you."

Thinking of NianWei and bending, Ann couldn't help frowning. She didn't know where Huo tingshen sent the two children. She missed them very much.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong" -- the ringing of the mobile phone was so loud that Ann's heart shrank.

She put Zi Mo on the stroller and saw that it was Si Minghan's phone. After she got through, she said with a smile, "what's the matter with calling so early?"

"I heard there was something wrong with the anniversary of Bluestar entertainment yesterday... Are you ok?" Siminghan sat at his desk, tapping his fingers on the desk, with a solemn voice, "I'm worried about you."

Ann said with a smile, "I'm fine."

"Xiao, it's time for you to do psychological therapy." "It's going to be a month soon," smingham said in a low voice

An Wen Yan was stunned. She calculated the time. It really took a month, but except last night... She didn't feel uncomfortable in Canada before.

What happened in Canada at the beginning left a deep psychological impact on ANN. It was because of this that Zimo got autism after he was born.

After Zimo was born, she realized that she was not in the right state, so she went to see a psychologist. Because of this, she met Si Minghan, and later they became friends.

"I'll be there some time." Ann smiles, "but I don't feel uncomfortable because I haven't been so busy recently."

Si Minghan's eyes flashed complex emotions, a smile: "OK, call me before you come."

Hang up the phone, his face smile disappeared without a trace, Ann and Huo tingshen... This makes him feel a deep sense of crisis.

From the first time he saw Ann, he fell in love with her, but now things seem to be beyond his expectation.

"You should hurry up." Si Minghan dials a number on the mobile phone to go out, "hope you won't let me down."

"Dr. Smith, we are in partnership." The woman said with a smile on the phone, "so please be polite on the phone."

At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, golden eyes have spread all over every corner, shining on the body warm, very comfortable.

However, at this time, the major mainstream newspapers in a city are reporting a plagiarism incident. It is said that Zimo Creative Workshop plagiarized master s's works, and it is said that it will be brought to court soon.

"What nonsense Hao Lin angrily crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it on the ground. She trampled on it with her feet, but she still felt angry. "No, I'm going to find a bitch!"

Hao Linlin grabbed her schoolbag and hurried out. She opened the door and saw Ann pushing the baby station at the door. She was holding her hand and was about to ring the doorbell.

"Small, small?" Hao Linlin quickly let people in and threw the bag on the sofa, "what's the matter with you?"

Ann pushed the stroller in, took Zimo out of the stroller and sat on the sofa. Then she said with a smile, "now no one is looking for me to design clothes. I have a lot of boring time, so I come to see you."

"Don't be too sad." Hao Linlin comforted her and said, "those who are clear are clear. I believe you."

His works were plagiarized, public opinion is also one-sided believe s, Ann is certainly not feeling well.

"I'm not upset." Ann leaned on the sofa, but she didn't have any depression or decadence on her face. Instead, she comforted Hao Linlin, "although I like designing clothes, it's just a way to make a living."

Hao Linlin looked at Ann again and again to make sure that she really wanted to open up, not to comfort herself. Then she took a long breath and said with a smile, "you can think like this."

"Actually, I came here today to ask for your help." Ann put her son on the wide sofa, gently squeezed his little hand, looked at Hao Linlin and said, "do you know where bending and reciting are?"

Hao Linlin looked at an in surprise: "don't tell me, you haven't seen them since you returned home?"

Ann pursed her lips: "yes."

She thinks about her children and dreams about them every night.

"They are very smart at both the beginning and the end of the year. The progress of the school is too slow, so Huo tingshen hired special teachers for them." Hao Linlin took a sip of a drink and continued, "every day there are different teachers to teach them."

Ann's eyes lit up: "do you know where they are?"

"I don't know." Hao Linlin shook her head truthfully. "She used to be at home, but now she is probably hidden by huoting."

Ann's eyes darkened for a moment.

"But don't be too upset." Hao Linlin patted ANN on the shoulder and said with a smile, "next month is the Taekwondo exam. I'll definitely come back."

"She learned Taekwondo?" Ann frowned, but quickly relieved, agreed, "girls really should learn some self-defense things, very good."

Hao Linlin exclaimed: "you are just like what Huo tingshen said. You really have a soul in your heart..."

She didn't say a word to chat up of shut up, at the same time hands in the mouth to do a paste tape action, but in the heart is faint sigh.

I really don't understand why these two people torture each other even though they love each other?

When she went back in the afternoon, Ann turned to Anyuan and took a few boxes of cakes. Huo tingshen was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. When she came in, she closed the newspaper and put it aside. "I have something to talk to you."

"Good." Ann nodded, "Zimo fell asleep, I will send him to the bedroom."

Horting took a deep look at her and said nothing.

Ann took the child upstairs, carefully put his son on the bed, put a lot of soft pillows around him, and kissed him on the cheek.

She closed the door so that if Zimo woke up crying, she could hear it for the first time.

Settle everything, she went downstairs, stood at the stairs, looking at Huo Ting deep sitting in the living room of the back, heart inexplicable a sour, unspeakable sad.

But this difficult to come over really unreasonable, she wry smile shaking her head, downstairs sat opposite him, light way: "what's the matter, say it?"

"Bluestar Group needs a fashion design director." Huo Ting deeply pushed the contract to an in front, "if there is no opinion, now the signature takes effect."