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

Jia Shan frowned: "I don't know why, it just happened suddenly."

The car was getting closer and closer, Jia Shan's hand suddenly pushed forward, Zhao Sisi fell backwards quickly, the car happened to pass by, knocking her far away, her eyes widened , I couldn't believe that Jia Shan would do such a thing.

Her body made a huge parabola in the air, and then quickly fell to the ground, falling heavily on the ground, a red blood flower soon oozing out from under her body.

Jia Shan frowned, looked into the distance, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called the ambulance number.When the ambulance came, Jia Shan lay on Zhao Sisi's body and wept uncontrollably.

After sending her to the hospital, Jia Shan hurriedly asked the doctor, "How is she doing now, can she recover?"

The doctor frowned: "She is in critical condition now, so be prepared."

Jia Shan stood in place, stunned, the doctor walked away, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, Zhao Sisi, it would be better if you died, no one can stand between me and Murong Pei when you die.

Murong Pei was in a terrible mood. She thought she had met her true love, but she turned out to be a scumbag. She felt extremely uncomfortable. She walked into the living room and saw Mrs. Han sitting there. She walked over and said, "Why didn't you go out today?" ?”

Mrs. Han was devastated by Zhang Hong's affairs. When she heard Murong Pei's words, she suddenly felt a sense of anger. She threw the phone on the tea table, "I'll go out right away."

"What's your name, do you think you're the only one in a bad mood?" Murong Pei put his hands on his hips and yelled at Han Shi.

Han Shi sighed, she had to see Zhang Hong later, she didn't want to have too many arguments with Murong Pei: "When do you plan to get married?"

When the word "marriage" reached Murong Pei's ears, it was like a missile suddenly exploded in her ears, and immediately blew her into thousands of pieces. She gritted her teeth: "I don't want to get married anymore."

A smile flashed in Han's eyes, he didn't agree with his daughter marrying that poor boy in Jiashan: "Pepe, you finally woke up, that person is not reliable at all, I will arrange a blind date for you as soon as possible , By the way, do you have time this weekend?"

Murong Pei nodded, he had plenty of time: "Can you hurry up, don't you have a lot of resources to help you, I'm going on a blind date tomorrow."

Han thought she heard it wrong, when did her daughter become so sensible, she felt happy: "Okay, okay, I will arrange a blind date for you right away when I come back, how did you see that boss Zhang last time? "

Murong Pei nodded, and now she would nod no matter what Mrs. Han said: "Okay, see you at the western restaurant at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Han agreed happily, and her restless heart calmed down in an instant.

Han Shi was about to go out, and suddenly turned around: "Would you like to go to see Zhang Hong with me, anyway, you are idle now, I will take you out to relax."

Suddenly a light flashed in Murong Pei's eyes, the one who understood him best was his mother: "Okay, I happen to want to meet that Zhang Hong too."

The two left the house quickly. Zhang Hong was sitting in the hotel, wearing a tight red suit and long golden wavy hair, making her look like a wild model who had been hanging out in nightclubs for a long time.

Han Shi walked in, sat opposite her, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Miss Zhang, long time no see, you look good."

The smile in Zhang Hong's eyes seems to be captivating: "Maybe it's because I've been more moisturized recently." After she finished speaking, she laughed happily. It's no secret that Murong Hong is already living with her. It is tacit.

Murong Pei frowned, took a sip of the coffee in her hand, and put it down: "Why is the coffee so bitter today?"

Zhang Hong turned her face: "Miss Murong, you can add a few spoonfuls of sugar, so that it won't be bitter."

Murong Pei sighed: "Even if sugar is added, it still can't cover up the original bitterness, unless the coffee is poured out and replaced with sugar water, it will be really sweet, am I right?"

What she said meant that even though Zhang Hong was now a cup of sugar-coated coffee, it was not sugar after all.Even if Murong Hong is with her now, she is not the real wife after all.

Zhang Hong's face was bright, and he raised the coffee cup in his hand: "That's right, some people like the bitterness of coffee, and they probably can't avoid sweet syrup."

Han frowned: "I would like to ask you to leave Murong Hong. You know that the Murong family needs him to come back now. After all, I rarely intervene in business matters."

Zhang Hong didn't expect Han to open the skylight, and a surprised light flashed in his eyes: "It's not that I don't let him go back, it's just because he said that he doesn't want to go back and likes to stay with me."

A smile flooded her lips, and Murong Pei poured the undrinked coffee directly on Zhang Hong's face.

Zhang Hong screamed, and wiped it with a tissue in a panic: "What are you doing?"

Murong Pei sneered twice: "Don't you already know what I'm going to do?" After she finished speaking, she picked up the coffee in front of Han's eyes and splashed it on her face.

Zhang Hong's cry became louder, and the coffee flowed down her cheeks onto her clothes: "This is the LV limited edition I just bought, and there are only two pieces in the world."

Murong Pei took the coffee in front of her and continued to pour it on her face. Three cups of coffee in a row made Zhang Hong quiet and she stopped barking.

The guests in the hotel all looked this way, frowning tightly: "I guess that must be Xiaosan."

"Not necessarily, the mistress is very arrogant these days, maybe the one who broke the coffee is the mistress, and the one sitting there is the original partner."

The voices of those discussions reached Murong Pei's ears, and she frowned. If she didn't make it clear today, wouldn't she call herself mistress tomorrow?
It's ridiculous, not far away, there are already a few journalist-like people holding up professional cameras and pressing the shutter quickly, only to hear the continuous shutter sound.

"Zhang Hong, I, Murong Pei, will not turn a blind eye or close one eye if you intervene in my parents' marriage. From now on, if you dare to pester my father again, a few days of coffee will flow to you Splash it on your face."

Murong Pei explained the matter clearly. When she spoke, the whole audience became quiet, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen. After listening, everyone naturally knew who Xiao San was.

Zhang Hong was in a panic, the coffee on his face had already dried up, what Murong Pei said just now, he almost scolded himself for being shameless.

She reached out for her mobile phone and wanted to make a call. Murong Pei frowned, and her eyes flickered coldly: "If you are smart, don't call today. Even if my father is here, do you think he will call you in front of so many people?" Help you openly, openly admit that you are a mistress?"

Zhang Hong's hand froze. Murong Hong is the heir of the Murong family, even if he came, he would take care of the Han family's face, and maybe it would be bad for him at that time.

Seeing the surprise on Zhang Hong's face, Han showed an extremely elegant smile, like a noble swan: "You'd better think about what I said, otherwise I will still find you in the future."

Zhang Hong frowned tightly when she heard her words, and she quietly sent a text message to Murong Hong. Although she had some scruples in her heart, she still didn't believe that Murong Hong, who kept saying that she loved her, would only care about Mrs. Han .

In order to delay the time, the waiter Zhang Hongran refilled his glass: "Of course I will consider what you said, but I need some time. After all, this kind of thing can't be stopped immediately."

Han raised the corner of her mouth to show a triumphant smile, unexpectedly, Zhang Hong was easier to deal with than she imagined: "Okay, but my patience is limited, you'd better break it before my patience is exhausted." clean."

After Murong Hong received the text message, he hurried over. He walked into the restaurant with big strides. Zhang Hong's location account was facing the door, so when Murong Hong stepped in, he saw it.

Han Shi was still drinking coffee gracefully, when suddenly a rough and extremely angry voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

When Han turned her face, she saw the person standing behind her, which turned out to be Murong Hong, but his eyes were not on her at all, but on the opposite seat, where Zhang Hong was.

Seeing Murong Hong coming, Zhang Hong's eyes were immediately covered with tears, and that coffee-stained face was even more pitiful.

Han frowned, and looked at Murong Hong: "Would you like to have a drink together when you're here?"

Murong Hong turned his gaze to her, but it was already extremely cold: "Why did you pour coffee?"

Han tried her best to squeeze out a smile: "You misunderstood, Miss Zhang just accidentally poured coffee on her face."

Han Shi explained that Zhang Hong's eyes were already full of smiles at this moment.

Murong Hong sighed, and then said coldly to Mrs. Han: "I came here today to discuss something with you. I wanted to tell you a few days ago, but I don't have time because I'm too busy."

After hearing this, Mrs. Han wondered what it would be, but it must not be a trivial matter that made him so concerned.

"I want to divorce you. I have already drafted the divorce agreement with a lawyer. You can take a look at it and raise any dissatisfaction." Murong Hong finished calmly.

Han Shi was stunned, how could she have thought that he would say this to herself.

"Muronghong, are you crazy? Do you know where you are now?" Looking at the strange eyes around her, Han frowned and reminded.

"I'm serious, you should think about it carefully." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Hong, and there was warmth in his eyes immediately: "Didn't you say you were going to the beach, I'll take you there."

Murong Hong's words undoubtedly publicly acknowledged Zhang Hong's status, and she immediately raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Okay, let's go now."

After she finished speaking, she still didn't forget to look at Han Shi: "Mrs. Han, I'm leaving first. You can drink coffee slowly."

Murong Hong took Zhang Hong's hand and left the restaurant. Mrs. Han sat there with a face ashen. How could this be so? It was completely different from what I expected.

The huge contrast made her feel extremely uncomfortable, but who would care, Murong Hong was already going far away.

Murong Pei held up the coffee and said everything, as if drinking a glass of strong wine.