The president's beloved dumb wife

Huang Jianzhong has no culture and is a rough man, but he likes that kind of literary and artistic young woman very much.

Zhou Manjun is beautiful and highly educated. On weekdays, he is also a talented woman who drinks wind and dew in front of Huang Jianzhong. Huang Jianzhong likes this tone very much, so he dotes on her.

What Mrs. Huang hates most in her life is this kind of pretentious little bitch.

It's not that she doesn't like talented women. In Mrs. Huang's opinion, a real talented woman is at least noble in her bones, and she will never be the lover of a vulgar man like Huang Jianzhong because of money.

Zhou Manjun belongs to the former.

"Are you... Mrs. Huang?"

Zhou Manjun asked timidly, but his heart was half cold.

If Huang Jianzhong comes over, she is not so afraid. Huang Jianzhong's temperament is very clear. She has always been very soft hearted and easy to talk to women.

As long as she cries and shed some tears, Huang Jianzhong may find a way to keep her.

But now, what appears is Mrs. Huang

Did Huang Jianzhong ignore her?

Mrs. Huang must hate her deeply. Naturally, she is very cruel

Zhou Manjun was a little desperate. He couldn't help looking out the door and prayed that Huang Jianzhong would appear in time

The woman looked like a female tiger in Hedong, which was very difficult to provoke. Zhou Manjun knew that if she fell on her hand, she would take off a layer of skin if she didn't die.

"Don't look, Huang Jianzhong's dog has gone back to kneel down for misdemeanor."

Mrs. Huang sneered and said no more nonsense. She directly asked someone to come in and pick up Zhou Manjun's clothes.

Zhou Manjun naturally resisted and resolutely refused. Mrs. Huang didn't say much. She came forward and slapped her. Her mouth and nose were bleeding and her cheeks were red and swollen. Without Zhou Manjun's shaking pain, she didn't dare to struggle any more.

"Originally, I wouldn't pay attention to you. Someone served the dog man for me. I was happy to be free. Who thought you little bitch dared to provoke Xiao. You're going to kill all the people in the Huang family!"

Mrs. Huang thought more and more angrily: "the dog man in Huang Jianzhong is not thin to you. What are you dissatisfied with? You have to poke a hole in the sky? I tell you, I Miao Cuicui will never let you go this time! Who dares to harm the Huang family, that is to fight with me Miao Cuicui!"

Zhou Manjun was stripped of only a pair of trousers and his hair was shaved in a mess and stuffed into the car.

The car sped all the way to Zhou Manjun's music school in the University. The subordinates made a special trip to wait until the people were high and peak after school. They dragged Zhou Manjun down from the car and threw him in front of the teaching building.

Zhou Manjun curled up tightly, clutching his chest and refusing to let go.

Those people didn't embarrass her. They let her lie on the ground like that, desperately trying to cover her exposed body parts, and loudly publicized Zhou Manjun's actions to the surrounding teachers and students.

"It's elder martial sister Zhou..."

"God, it's elder martial sister Zhou!"

"Isn't elder martial sister Zhou always arrogant? How can she do such shameless things?"

"What's the matter? You know people, face and heart. Haven't you heard of..."

"What a shame. If I were her, I would die by bumping my head. I really have no face to live."

"Yes, I was shaved and stripped of my clothes. Now my reputation is all over. I'm afraid I can't stay in Kyoto in the future..."

"That's not necessarily. Maybe people find their next home again..."

Zhou Manjun fell on the ground and listened to the endless discussion and ironic ridicule. For a moment, she really wanted to die.

But what happens when you die?

What hurts is only her parents and relatives, and others will only talk and sigh at most.

Zhou Manjun listened to the taunts and accusations. She was not approved of a coat until the person in charge of the school came forward.

Huang Jianzhong's subordinates were responsible for humanity: "your Conservatory of music taught such students? It's shameless to be a junior to break up other people's families. Our wife was kind and left her a pair of bottoms and trousers. If she changed to someone else, I'm afraid her legs would be broken and sold to Southeast Asia to make chicken..."

"If something like this happens, our school will trace it to the end. If what you say is true, the school will also punish you, but if you deliberately slander and insult people, we will also protect the rights and interests of our students..."

"OK, you go to investigate and have a good look to see if there are any junior students similar to her in your school..."

Zhou Manjun clutched his coat tightly, and the whole person was trembling. He couldn't stay in Kyoto anymore, and he completely lost his face in school.

She can only go back to her hometown. Kyoto is so far away from her hometown that it should not be transmitted to the ears of her old family. When she goes back, she is still an innocent Zhou Manjun. She can find a good man to marry and die.

Yes, she's leaving. She's leaving Kyoto now. She'll leave Kyoto forever and never come back.

She already knew clearly that a small mole ant like herself could run over her without hands and fingers in a place like Kyoto.

She was completely disillusioned and understood that she would never have such a beautiful dream.

Find a stable job, marry a down-to-earth man and have children. This is the most real thing.

She doesn't have such a life. Why struggle.

Yu Sheng knew nothing about Du July and Zhou Manjun.

But Huang Jianzhong's scandal has been endlessly published in various gossip media and newspapers.

Yu Sheng learned about these things when he was bored reading the newspaper in the waiting room.

There are also some blurred photos of Zhou Manjun in the newspaper.

If it weren't for Zhou Manjun's name written on the photo, Yu Sheng couldn't recognize the embarrassed woman whose hair was shaved in a mess and almost had no clothes, it would be Zhou Manjun with excellent results and arrogance.

Yu Sheng could not help sighing in his heart.

Things in this world are really hard to say.

If she didn't come back from Switzerland, Zhou Manjun might really get this opportunity, then she wouldn't be willing to degenerate and become a lover of a married man.

But if Zhou Manjun didn't abandon himself and revenge her with hatred after missing the opportunity, she certainly wouldn't end up like this.

Yu Sheng sighed and closed the newspaper. She put on her sunglasses again, but looked down at the faint red line on her wrist.

After six months, this insignificant red line will gradually grow to the tip of her finger.

Unless the immortal appears, otherwise, waiting for her is a death, there is no other possibility.