Love her to the bone: Second married wife, don't run away

After she finished speaking, she took a step and walked outside the restaurant.After pressing the answer button, Murong Pei's face turned ferocious: "What do you want from me, don't you know I'm busy right now?"

After Han heard what she said, she became even more angry, and shouted at the phone: "Come here immediately, I'm in Zhang Hong's shop."

After Murong Pei heard it, she couldn't help frowning, and she could think of what it was with her knees.Seeing that Murong Pei didn't respond, Han yelled at the phone again.

"I see, I'll be there in a while, you wait a while." After hanging up the phone, Murong Pei frowned, and walked towards the restaurant.

She walked across to Jia Shan and sat up: "I can't accompany you anymore, I'm going back now."

Jia Shan stood up: "I'll take you back."

A ray of light flashed in Murong Pei's eyes. He sent him off, didn't he think that he would see the scene of him fighting Zhang Hong?

"No, I'll just go back by myself, you don't have to send me off."

She came out of the restaurant, got into the car, quickly started the car, and drove towards Zhang Hong's shop.

When Murong Pei saw her own face in the front-view mirror, she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and laughing. Even Jia Shan praised her beauty.

Thinking of that man brought a smile to her face.

Standing in Zhang Hong's shop, Mrs. Han heard the sound of parking, and turned to look outside the door. When she saw Murong Pei walking out of the car, a smile flashed in her eyes immediately.

My helper finally came. Contrary to her, Zhang Hong's face was a little more unhappy, it was obvious two-on-one, and he was not sure.

Murong Pei walked in, and seeing Zhang Hong, she couldn't help frowning twice, her eyes flashed with displeasure: "Why do you always trouble my mother, do you know that destroying other people's families Damned."

When Zhang Hong heard Murong Pei's words, she felt a thousand dissatisfaction in her heart. She stood up and looked at Murong Pei: "I didn't destroy your family at all. Aren't your parents together well now?"

Zhang Hong's words choked Murong Pei severely, and Murong Pei snorted coldly, she couldn't produce evidence now, but many things don't need evidence at all.

"You are with my father, don't think I didn't see it." Murong Pei's tone was cold, looking at Zhang Hong with contempt.

Zhang Hong clasped her arms around her chest, raised her brows, and smiled sarcastically in her eyes, "I said Miss Murong, you must have hallucinations, which eye of yours has seen me and your father together?" gone?"

Murong Pei clasped her hands tightly. Of course she saw it in the restaurant last time: "The last time you dined with my father, don't think I didn't see it."

Zhang Hong refused to admit it: "We are a cooperative relationship. It's normal to have dinner together. Are you still glass-hearted?"

Murong Pei pointed at Zhang Hong, unable to say a word for a long time.That's right, now Zhang Hong's words can't find any flaws at all.

"What's the matter, I said yes, obviously you misunderstood me, but I don't want to worry about it anymore, after all, we will cooperate in the future, don't hurt your peace."

Seeing Zhang Hong's alluring face with a smile, Murong Pei stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

The corners of Zhang Hong's raised mouth froze, the slap came too suddenly, and it took her a while before she realized: "How dare you hit me?"

When Murong Pei heard her words, she smiled, and wanted to hit you.

"Why, this slap is for you to pester my father. Remember, if you dare to continue in the future, it won't be a slap." Murong Pei frowned and said in an angry tone.

How could Zhang Hong bear it, she stretched out her fist and punched Murong Pei, Murong Pei turned his face sideways and dodged.

Seeing that he didn't get hit, Zhang Hong became even more angry, and continued to hit Murong Pei.

Murong Pei reached out and grabbed Zhang Hong's arm, fixed both of her hands, then pulled out her own hand, and slapped Zhang Hong's cheek even more frantically.

After several slaps, Zhang Hong just felt dizzy and tinnitus in his head.

Murong Pei stopped when she felt tired, looked at her red and swollen cheeks, and smiled with satisfaction: "If this is the result you want, I can satisfy you anytime."

Zhang Hong's hair was messed up, she looked at Murong Pei like two steel knives in her eyes, nagging aggressively.

Han Shi came over, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Hong fiercely, venting all the anger in his heart.

Zhang Hong fell to one side, Han Shi exerted too much force, she felt her head was about to explode.

Han frowned twice, walked up to Zhang Hongsheng, stretched out her foot and kicked her stomach fiercely, even if Zhang Hong had a child in her stomach, she was kicked off.

Zhang Hong groaned in pain, but it didn't affect Han Shi, she still kicked hard, Zhang Hong's voice seemed to add to the fun.

Mrs. Han stopped when she was tired, and a light flashed in Murong Pei's eyes: "Don't hit me anymore, or she might die. This kind of little bitch is not worth getting your hands dirty."

"Zhang Hong, I warn you, if you still persist in your obsession, you will be at your own risk."

After Han finished speaking, she gave Murong Pei a wink, and the two of them walked out the door together.

Murong Pei was driving the car, looking forward, she hesitated a few times, but decided to tell Han: "I'm getting married."

After hearing her words, Mrs. Han frowned tightly, as if hearing an alien talking: "What are you talking about, you are getting married, when did you have a boyfriend?"

Murong Pei frowned: "Just now, before he came, he already said that he would marry me."

A look of surprise flashed in Han's eyes: "Who is it, do I know it?"

Murong Pei shook her head: "I guess you don't know him, you're not from our circle."

Han sneered: "Then what does he do?"

"The gallery owner, let me choose a house." A sweet smile appeared on Murong Pei's face.

Han Shi frowned as if struck by lightning: "What did you say, where did you pick up the garbage?"

When Murong Pei heard that Mrs. Han compared Jia Shan to rubbish, she immediately burst into anger: "How can you say that, he is my boyfriend and my future husband."

Han snorted twice coldly: "I think you better stop dreaming, if you marry him, unless I die."

When Murong Pei heard Han's reluctance, she immediately became annoyed. If she disagreed, it would not be so easy for her to stay with Jia Shan.

"Why don't you agree? Do you have the heart to ruin your daughter's happiness?" Murong Pei's voice was full of anger.

"It's because I'm your mother that I won't agree. Do you know that you are going to marry someone from the upper class?" Han still reasoned.

Murong Pei turned her face to the side: "I'm not interested in those at all, what I need is a man who treats me sincerely."

Han shook her head, and a smile flashed on the corner of her mouth: "I am hello, you will understand my painstaking efforts in the future."

Murong Pei parked the car to the side of the road: "Go down, I don't want to hear your chanting, I'll be annoyed to death when I hear your voice."

Han looked at Murong Pei and sighed: "Let's not talk about this."

Murong Pei did not continue to drive, she was feeling uncomfortable, unless Mrs. Han agreed to her marriage with Jia Shan now, otherwise she would never listen to her again.

"Hurry up and drive, I'm still waiting to go home," Han said impatiently, seeing that it was getting dark.

"You can go back by yourself, anyway, you don't take my daughter seriously." Murong Pei expressed her dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Don't talk about it now. When I get home, I have something for you to discuss. Let's drive now, okay?" Han frowned, and a displeased light flashed in his eyes.

Murong Pei insisted on going on strike and refused to drive. She looked at Han coldly: "Unless you promise me something, I will never drive."

Han frowned, and had no choice but to say: "Okay, I agree to allow the two of you to associate."

When Murong Pei heard this sentence, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed: "That's right, I think he will be a very good husband."

Han Shi frowned a few times, and now she almost put her hands over her ears. In her opinion, what Murong Pei is saying now is all nonsense.

A ray of light flashed in Murong Pei's eyes, and there was a smile in that ray, she frowned, seeing the red light ahead, she had to stop the car.

It was getting dark gradually, and the traffic on the road was blocked.Murong Pei scolded fiercely: "How long will this be blocked?"

Han Shi glanced at her, folded his hands in front of his chest, his eyes flashed contemptuously: "If you hadn't parked on the side of the road, I'm afraid you'd be home by now."

While talking, the car in front started to move, and Murong Pei followed. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Murong's villa.

Han Shi got out of the car and walked into the living room, where Murong Hong was sitting there alone, drinking coffee.

"Where have you been?" He raised the corner of his mouth and asked when he saw the person walking in.

Murong Pei glanced at him, didn't speak, and walked directly into her room.

Han Shi didn't want to speak either, but she was quickly stopped by Murong Hong.

"Did you go to Zhang Hong? Didn't I tell you not to trouble her anymore?"

Hearing Murong Hong's words, a sneer flashed in Han's eyes, and she raised the corner of her mouth: "What are you talking about, when did I go to find Zhang Hong, I just went shopping with Peipei."

Murong Hong frowned, he just received a call from Zhang Hong: "Do you think you will believe you after saying this?"

Han Shi turned around and said with a half-smile: "If you don't believe me, what can you do? Since you don't believe me, don't ask me to answer. I don't like talking nonsense."

Murong Hong wanted to get angry very much, but he couldn't find a breakthrough. The anger was tightly pressed in his heart, which made him very bored: "Zhang Hong is still not satisfied with the shop, you should go to her house to apologize someday."

Han's brows frowned twice, he really took this mistress as a treasure, and even asked himself to come to the door to apologize, is it possible that he still has to carry the sedan chair to pick up Zhang Hong through the door? "

"What's the matter, you don't want to?" Murong Hong couldn't help frowning even more when he saw that Mrs. Han didn't speak.

Mrs. Han murmured in her heart that she might not be willing to do so personally: "There was never such a situation before. Besides, if the customer is not satisfied, it is enough to adjust the plan. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I do it?" It’s too unreasonable to apologize.”