The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Lang Yimo really ran for a wolf for several days, but he didn't have a clue at all.

"I heard something happened to the wolf beside you?" That day, Lang's father stopped Lang Yimo and asked.

"I can handle this matter. Don't worry about it." Lang Yimo said impatiently.

"What can you care?" Lang's father said angrily, "you don't even know who the other party is. How do you deal with it?"

"Whose people?" Lang Yimo asked.

Lang Fu stared at her, "President Wei."

"For... Why?" Lang Yimo said in surprise.

For what else?

Naturally, it's to make Lang Yimo take the bait himself.

Lang's father couldn't help shaking his head. Can his daughter escape when he meets a man like President Wei?

Lang Yimo was stunned after asking this, "how can he do this?"

Why not?

It's not surprising that these men do anything to get a woman.

In fact, according to Lang's father, Wei Junze is a little older, but he is not 50 or 60 years old. If Lang Yimo marries him, it is nothing.

Doesn't it mean that men have forty-one flowers?

If you can marry Wei Junze, will Lang still need it like this in the future?

But the problem is, Lang Yimo doesn't agree.

"Do you have someone you like?" Father Lang asked, "I tell you, you'd better die of this heart. Who is Wei Junze? There's nothing he doesn't like."

"You are nothing more than making Lang suffer along with us."

"Now is just the beginning, and there may be more in the future."

Lang Yimo didn't believe it, but Wei Junze was out of the underworld after all. He had many means. Lang Yimo could insist, but the problem was that Lang's father couldn't insist.

So, one night, he packed the sleeping Lang Yimo and sent it to Wei Junze's bed.

When Lang Yimo woke up the next day, he found that Wei Junze was leaning against the bed smoking, and the pain all over reminded her of her madness last night all the time.

Lang Yimo wanted to slap him, but he was easily stopped by Wei Junze.

"Don't be shameless." Wei Junze vomited a cigarette on her face, "it's your blessing that I can see you."

Dare to hit him in the face?

Hehe, the person who dares to hit him in the face has not been born yet.

What made him more angry was that last night, the woman even shouted the name of a man when she was infatuated.

Yang Yunhai.

If he remembers correctly, he should be one of those childe brothers in Kyoto, which is said to be quite powerful.

Although Wei Junze didn't have positive contact with them, he also heard of their names.

Although Wei Junze was not afraid of things, he didn't want to get involved with these people if he didn't have to.

What's more, as far as he knows, Yang Yunhai and Zhou Yutao have a particularly good relationship. Zhou Yutao is very popular in both black and white. Even when he meets, he has to sell a lot of face.

"Your brother beast, I want to sue you." Lang Yimo tightly pulled the quilt around his body.

"Tell?"

Wei Junze seemed to hear some funny joke, "what are you going to sue me for? This is my home, and you came on your own initiative."

"Besides, your father sent you to my bed. If you are sure to sue, sue your father first."

Lang Yimo choked, "..."

"What? Don't sue?" Wei Junze looked at her with a smile and pinched her chin. "Don't tell me, just serve my lord well."

With that, he pressed it up.

"You pervert."

Lang Yimo scolded, but soon he couldn't make a sound.