Seven nights spoiled marriage: mysterious husband bully body

Ann hugged the child and walked out step by step. At the door of the hospital, Huo tingshen just came.

"How is the child?" Horting frowned deeply.

An Mu ran looked at him with a pathetic look, like sinking into endless sadness and despair. It was clearly a step away, and she felt like a few lives away.

"I have a cold." She whispered, "go back."

Huo tingshen asked people to drive an's car. He drove an and Zimo. Along the way, they were silent, and the carriage was filled with a wet and heavy atmosphere.

All the way speechless to home, Ann holding the child upstairs, Huo Ting deep frown, looking at her thin figure, frown more and more tight.

What has happened in the past two years that she can't trust?

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong"

Huo tingshen took out his mobile phone: "what's the matter? OK, I'll be right there

He took a complicated look at the direction of the stairway and called seven sisters in law: "take good care of them."

"Yes, young master." Seven elder sister-in-law respectfully way, send Huo Ting deep to the door, don't worry way, "wood North spreads news, young master you should do inspection."

Huo tingshen gives a "Er" sound, opens the car door and leaves. Cosine finds out about Ann in Canada and is waiting for him in the office.

He felt his heart thumping in his chest, as if it would come out of his mouth in the next second.

No matter what Ann's attitude towards him, he could not completely believe that she was so heartless and heartless. He always felt that there was something hard to say, and the cosine should be what he found.

Originally half an hour's journey, Huo tingshen only took 20 minutes to get to the company.

"Young master, this time we used our strength abroad. Bai Fengfei flew to Canada in person." Cosine saw that Huo tingshen came and hurriedly followed him. As he walked, he said that he got the news, "my young lady had a car accident when she was in Canada."

Huo Ting deep Mou son a tight, sit on sofa, signal cosine sit down: "continue."

"After the accident, the young lady lost the news, and her trace was found six months after the accident." Cosine continued, "it was at a dinner party that she appeared as a close disciple of the famous designer Wendy. Her name at that time was Windsor."

The expression on Huo tingshen's face was cold, and his finger tapped on his knee: "Windsor?"

"Yes, that's why we haven't been able to find the trace of the young lady before." Cosine explained in a deep voice that when he explained the facts, he did not forget to add his own analysis and understanding. "Windsor's identity is very specific, and her childhood experience is very complete. Most people can't see the problem."

Only then did Huo tingshen realize that he didn't know much about Ann. At least he didn't know what her life was like in the past two years.

"What else?" In a deep voice, an idea flashed through his mind, but before he could catch it, it had disappeared. "What's the matter with that child?"

There is no doubt that Ann lost their children in that car accident, so how did Zimo come to her now? What is the role of smingham?

"The child is adopted, not only Zimo..." cosine pauses, looks at Huo tingshen's face and continues bravely, "Si Minghan and the young lady once adopted an eight year old girl in the name of husband and wife."

Name of husband and wife?

The air pressure of Huo tingshen's whole body dropped suddenly, and the temperature in the office dropped by more than ten degrees. Cosine only felt the chill creeping up the skin of his back. He could not help shivering and quickly lowered his head. He did not dare to look at Huo tingshen.

Every second is very long. When cosine feels that he is about to be frozen into a specimen, Huo tingshen's voice comes from breaking the ice.

"Go on." He put his right hand on the table and the veins on the back of his hand jumped up.

In the name of husband and wife?

Little, what are you thinking? What are you going to do?

"The child's mother accidentally killed her violent husband, and the young lady and Si Minghan adopted her together." The cosine trembles a voice way, "afterward the child's uncle appears, this child was taken away."

Huo tingshen suddenly raised his head and stared at the cosine with sharp eyes: "what else? You haven't said anything about Wendy

The expression on cosine's face suddenly became very strange. When he saw the information from cosine, he was very strange. He didn't know whether to tell the young master

"You can't lie." Horting took a deep look at the cosine. "Come on, I want to hear the truth."

"Yes, young master." Said cosine respectfully.

Wendy is a world-famous fashion designer. Even if the president of the United States wants to wear his clothes, he has to make an appointment in advance, which depends on whether he is happy with the design. As his close disciple, Windsor's name quickly spread throughout the fashion design industry.

However, they never paid attention to this convenient information, so they didn't know it until they made a special investigation.

"Wendy hasn't been in public for decades." Cosine swallowed. "The world is not even sure if he's a man or a woman."

So he suddenly had an apprentice. The news was absolutely explosive.

"What's the impact on ANN's life?" Huo tingshen's fingers knocked on the table. It seemed to knock on his heart. It was dull and painful. "As Windsor, what did she do?"

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

"Little lady founded the brand of Zimo, and the clothes involved were also very popular." Cosine said truthfully, "many people say that she is a dark horse in the clothing industry."

Huo Ting narrowed his eyes and explored everything in his head. Suddenly, he sat up straight on his back and said in a deep voice, "go and find out the accident that year and what happened half a year after the accident. Everything has to be clear."

Intuition told him that there must be something wrong with the accident.

"Yes, young master!" Said cosine respectfully.

After cosine left, Huo tingshen got up and went to the window, looking at the clouds within reach of the glass window. From time to time, an's face flashed in his mind, joyful, alienated, happy and frowning

"Am I not worthy of your trust?" His fingers outline Ann's face in the void.

Besides, Ann came back from the hospital, holding Zimo back to the bedroom, and refused to put him on the bed. She gently hugged him, like holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Zimo is not afraid. Mummy will protect you." Ann's voice was soft and her eyes were firm. She sighed for a long time, "but we can't take my sister away."

Before, she thought that the man was just lonely for a long time, so she wanted to stay with him, but now from the perspective of the poisonous insects on Zi Mo, she underestimated him.

Perhaps at the beginning, Wendy easily promised her to go back to China. When she went abroad, she had already dug a trap for her.

Her life is like this. She can't ruin her daughter's life any more.

A year and a half ago, she suffered from depression in her eyes. With Huang ruomei's provocation, she was on the verge of collapse and left China in a rage.

But not long after he arrived in a foreign country, she wanted to understand. She wanted to return home after seeing the reddest maple leaf in Canada. She wanted to have a good talk with Huo tingshen to solve the misunderstanding between them.

But the plan can't keep up with the change, she walked on the road, was knocked down by a speeding car, blood on the ground.

Lying on the cold street, she thought that she couldn't see her beloved man again before she died.

"Oh, Zimo is awake, isn't he?" Ann quickly adjusted her mood and walked around the room with her child in her arms. She gently asked, "do you want to drink some water?"

Zimo opens big eyes to see an, small hand tightly grasp her clothes.

This wholehearted dependence makes Ann happy and sad.

"Zi Mo is lying on the bed. Mommy will pour water for you." Put down the child, while turning to see him, while pouring warm water into the bottle, her mouth always with a shallow smile, "Zi Mo really good."

Outside the door, Huo Ting looks at the two people in the room deeply. He has a very complicated feeling in his heart. His eyes inadvertently fall on Zi Mo, and his chest is deeply shocked.

This child is so cute.

Because of Si Minghan, he always cared about Zimo, so he never saw him well. At this moment, he was deeply shocked to see his delicate face.

The child is very good-looking. It's as painful as bending.

Aware of his own ideas, Huo tingshen laughed at himself, but it's not his and the little child's, otherwise he would be very grateful to God.

"Zi Mo obediently --" an gently coaxes the child.

Huo tingshen gently opened the door, turned around and saw that he was staring at himself with big eyes. His heart was soft and he said gently, "what's the matter, baby?"

"Daddy, Mommy doesn't love me anymore." Bent flat mouth of grievance, "she only loves little brother, don't like me and brother."

Huo Ting deeply looked at her aggrieved daughter, reached out and held her in her arms. As she walked towards the study, she comforted her: "my younger brother is still young. You are my elder sister. You should let my younger brother go."

"But I want mommy..." bending fingers, lying on Huo tingshen's shoulder, twisted her chubby little body, "Mommy only loves her brother..."

The child's heart is the most sensitive. He can't accept the younger brother who suddenly came out and robbed Mommy.

But read not to appear mature a lot, he handed the apple in his hand to the little girl, said with a smile: "my father and I like you, my brother only mummy, are you happier?"

Huo Ting looked at his son in deep surprise. He couldn't believe it was from his mouth: "I haven't grown up yet."

Huo NianWei is proud: "I want to grow up quickly and protect my sister and brother in the future."

Bending was originally a lively character. Seeing Huo NianWei's vows, he immediately got courage. He broke away from Huo tingshen's arms, glared at his watery eyes, and earnestly assured: "I'm also good to my little brother, and don't let others bully him."

Huo Ting looked at the sensible child and thought, if only Zimo were him and the little child.