Sweet official announcement: mysterious husband, tease non-stop

Shen Weilan shook her head. She really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Jingxuan, what are you doing for? For her and for your father?? Huh? "

Shen Weilan points to the man on the ground. He loves song Wanjun.

Song Wanjun had a hard time at Jing's house. She knew it.

When she was eighteen or nine years old, whenever she was sad at home, she would go to the door of Jing's house and wait for song Wanjun.

She wants to see song Wanjun, and also wants to talk to song Wanjun about the bitterness and bitterness of these years and how she lived without the protection of the Shen family.

But she never waited for song Wanjun.

What I waited for was the unexpected quarrel of the Jing family.

It is common for Jingxuan and jingwan to bully song Wanjun. Every time song Wanjun is bullied, jingguchuan will not turn to song Wanjun, but scold song Wanjun.

Although song Wanjun and Shen Yingwen are divorced, Shen Yingwen still thinks of song Wanjun everywhere.

Will tell Shen Weilan not to trouble song Wanjun and will make Shen Weilan self reliant.

So Shen Weilan is often curious and confused.

Are people like this, with cheap bones in their bones.

Shen Ying asked that although he had fallen, he had always loved song Wanjun a lot.

Although Jing Juchuan has money, he is unfair to song Wanjun in front of his children.

I'd rather be punched and kicked at Jing's house than ask Shen Ying about three meals a day. You and me.

Yes, people are cheap, cheap.

Shen Weilan hangs his head and sits in a chair. He doesn't want to fight with Jingxuan anymore.

"Jingxuan, this is about Ms. song and me. I hope you don't interfere. If you want to hit me, another day. "

"I will accompany you to the end." Raise your eyes, very cold.

Shen Weilan gets up and takes out the mobile phone in his pocket. Yu Guang sweeps the crying pear blossom with rain. Song Wanjun can't say a word.

Seeing song Wanjun beaten before, Shen Weilan always loved her.

Now that she's grown up and sensible, she's beginning to feel that she deserves it.

"Shen Weilan, do you have a heart! The woman kneeling on the ground is your mother! "

"What about her? Does she have a heart?"

Shen Weilan sneered and stopped.

Jingxuan strode up and stood in front of Shen Weilan. "Are you a wild child? Did you pick it up?"

"How can you be so cold, how can you be so impersonal!"

take a look.

Moral kidnapping.

Again.

"What do you want me to do? Kneel on the ground and tell her, "OK, I'll let your husband go?"

"I apologize to her?"

Shen Weilan pointed to the tip of his nose, and tears fell from the corners of his smiling eyes.

"Young master Jing, who the fuck told me I'm sorry!"

Jingxuan stood in place, choking, but still tightly grasped Shen Weilan's collar and red eyes.

He shook his head for a moment and put down his hand.

His hands hung down along the side of his legs, remorse and annoyance.

Everyone is wrong in this matter.

Maybe Shen Weilan is right.

Ask her to apologize, so who apologizes to her?

"Jingxuan, there's no next time. I can let you go this time, but I'm not a charity."

Shen Weilan raised his hand and scraped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Jingxuan.

Don't forget to glance at Song Wanjun on the ground, with a cold voice, "I've never hit her. All the blood on her is mine."

"You are so old, ah, if you are really frightened, go to the hospital. I can afford the medical expenses. "

Shen Weilan shook his wrist and pushed Jingxuan away.

She is still soft hearted.

It's probably false to say no.

But just as the door of the private room was pushed open.

The people running in a hurry made Shen Weilan's footsteps retreat.

Good, family, here we are.