Sweet official announcement: mysterious husband, tease non-stop

The phone is silent again. Shen Weilan puts down his mobile phone and is about to hang up.

"Blue."

"Blue, mom, please."

The man's voice came faintly. Shen Weilan gently bit her teeth. With the sound of the bus stop, she picked up her mobile phone and put it in her ear again.

"I can't help you."

"Also, my husband didn't suppress your company. Since that incident, my husband hasn't managed Jingjia's company again! If you are the king family, don't complain about others! "

Shen Weilan frowned, his tone was a little uncomfortable, and his words naturally took a lot of energy.

"Blue blue, how did you become like this? I'm your mother. Is that the tone you speak to your mother? "

"I'm asking you. I'm asking you to let your husband talk to your uncle Jing at the reception this evening. Is it difficult?"

Song Wanjun choked. Shen Weilan closed her eyes and was very annoyed.

"Mr. Fu is your husband and your bedside man. I am your mother, the mother who gave birth to you and raised you! Have I ever asked you anything? "

Shen Weilan took down his cell phone and hung up without thinking.

What bothers her most is that sentence - I'm your father / mother.

Moral kidnapping is boring.

She admitted that her parents treated her very well when everything was fine in the Shen family.

But what does all that mean?

She is concerned about what her parents gave her after the Shen family fell!

Song Wanjun looked at the mobile phone in her hand for a long time, and her tears wet her eyes.

Jing Juchuan sat in front of song Wanjun, dressed in casual clothes.

In such a large living room, there were only two people sitting on the leather sofa, and no one around could be found.

"What are you crying about? What did she say? " Jing Juchuan picked up the cup on the tea table and took a sip. He was a little impatient.

Song Wanjun secretly wiped her tears, "Lanlan, she can't help..."

The words fell, and he didn't forget to carefully look at Jing Juchuan's face.

The expression on Jing Juchuan's face really quickly disappeared. His face was black like something. He suddenly put the cup in his hand on the tea table.

A slap, a little harsh.

The tea in the cup spilled out with it.

Song Wanjun squatted down and wiped the tea table with a paper towel.

Jingjuchuan kicked it, and song Wanjun fell on the sofa.

"You're really useless!"

"If you knew Shen Weilan's husband was Fu Siyan, you should deal with the mother daughter relationship with Shen Weilan!"

"That's good! We are not only indecent, but also eaten by Fu Siyan! "

Listening to Jing Guchuan's reprimand, song Wanjun's tears rustled down.

How can you blame her.

It's always been jingwan.

Call Yulan to the restaurant and humiliate Yulan!

Don't believe Fu Siyan is blue's husband, contradict Fu Siyan!

Is there anything that concerns her?

Doesn't she want to cultivate feelings with her own daughter?

Look at blue, who is strange to her now. Just hang up her phone and don't even call her mother.

"These days, you take time to bring something to see your daughter and son-in-law!"

When it comes to her son-in-law, Jing Juchuan gnashes his teeth.

"I don't know how to cherish such a good relationship! What a death! "

Song Wanjun lowered her head and grabbed the carpet tightly. "You just blame me. Why don't you blame your daughter?"

"You know that it's none of my business to make such a stiff quarrel with blue!"

"Just listen to what you say. Shut up!"

The man snorted, turned and went upstairs.

Song Wanjun couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to shake her head.

commit a sin.