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

When Murong Hong heard Han's name, a puzzled light flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Zhang Hong would say that woman's name.

"What's the matter, didn't we agree that we won't mention that woman's name at home from now on." He strode up behind him and put his arms around his waist.

"What's the matter, what happened, tell me, I will deal with it, don't lose your temper, you are not gentle like this." He whispered softly in her ear.

Zhang Hong snorted and stomped on the ground, with an angry look in her eyes, "She humiliated me in the supermarket today, calling me a mistress. In front of so many people, I really want to die."

A vicious light flashed in Murong Hong's eyes. It seemed that he had underestimated Han Shi. He had always thought that she would not do such a thing, but he was wrong. Han Shi did not have what he imagined. So smart.

"Don't be angry, I'll take care of Han's affairs, and if something like this happens again in the future, I hope you don't respond in any way." Although Murong Hong's voice was gentle, he did not lose his toughness.

Zhang Hong frowned tightly, what he meant was that even if he was scolded bloody by Han in the future, he couldn't choke!

"Muronghong, what do you mean by saying that? I also have dignity. Why can't I fight back or resist? Why do you treat me?" She turned around, panting heavily, her voice full of anger.

"Didn't I say that the Han family will be dealt with by me, so don't let such a thing happen again in the future, otherwise the media will exaggerate again, and then I don't know how to write about you." A dark light flashed in Muronghong's eyes .

Zhang Hong was not happy, "I don't care, why can't Han scold me and I can't fight back?" Her face was full of stubbornness, as if she couldn't listen to Murong Hong's words at all.

"You were not like this before, how did you become like this now? I did this for your own good. If you are smeared by the media, you will be even more sad." Murong Hong frowned tightly.

Zhang Hong gritted her teeth, as if she was enduring a great grievance, "Then you must help me, you don't know how embarrassing I am today, Han has always said that I am a mistress, what should I do, some names It's fatal to a woman."

Murong Hong thought for a few seconds before speaking slowly. "Didn't I say that I will marry you, but not now, you are waiting, it won't be too long."

A shrewd light flickered in Zhang Hong's eyes, "When was that? The last time I found someone, forget it. The first day of next month will be an auspicious day. Why don't we set a date for the wedding?"

"It's not that I don't want to marry you. Let's wait and see the media's comments. If the content of the quarrel between you and the Han family is exposed this time, the wedding date will be postponed."

Zhang Hong frowned when she heard the delay, "Why, marriage is a matter between two people, why should we care what the media say?"

There was a little impatience in Murong Hong's voice, "I still have to think about the entire Murong family. If the media exposes it, there will definitely be a lot of bad reviews. If I marry you at that time, it will endanger the interests of the entire Murong family. "

Zhang Hong snorted coldly, "So, you still think the Murong family's interests are more important than mine?"

"Before you were with me, I told you very clearly. I think you can understand, otherwise you wouldn't have come together with me, right." His voice became a little more serious, and it didn't sound like So gentle.

Zhang Hong sneered, "I thought you would change for me, but now it seems that this is simply impossible." She said and shed two tears.

"You're not young anymore, don't cry, you should be very clear about some things." Murong Hong frowned, "I'm tired, so I went back to my room to rest."

Zhang Hong stood on the spot, clenched her hands tightly, frowned, and the light in her eyes was extremely cold. How could she have thought that Murong Hong is still exactly the same as before, without any change.

Looking at the candles and western food on the table, she walked over and threw all the plates on the ground. If the media exposed it, she might have to wait a long time before marrying Murong Hong.

Maybe he won't marry him at all, anyway, for the sake of profit, he can do anything.Thinking of this, she suddenly became afraid. If she didn't get married, wouldn't all her hard work be in vain?

She was not reconciled, and secretly muttered that she must hold a wedding with Murong Hong on the first day of the next month, and the only way now is to stabilize the media.

She reached out to turn on the TV, wanting to watch the entertainment news, when the scene of herself and Mrs. Han in the supermarket suddenly appeared on the screen. The headline of the news was "The Struggle Between Mrs. Murong and Xiao San".

Zhang Hong sat limply on the sofa all of a sudden, her heart was empty, she still wanted to stabilize the media, it was naive, how could Han give herself time to breathe.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Han Shi saw the entertainment news broadcast on TV, a smile flashed in her eyes, obviously she was very satisfied with the news.

Murong Pei sat over and picked up the remote control to change the channel, but was stopped, "I want to finish watching the entertainment news, please wait for a while." Han said softly.

Murong Pei frowned tightly, thinking that there must be some happy event, otherwise how could she smile so obviously.She sat down, "Has the price of the stock you bought increased?"

Han raised his red wine glass, "This is something that makes me happier than the stock price increase."

A suspicious light flashed in Murong Pei's eyes, and she turned her eyes to the TV. When she saw the title on it, she opened her mouth wide, and the light in her eyes turned into surprise.

Stretched out her thumb silently, "You are really smart, in this way, that Zhang Hong will not even think about getting married unless the influence of the media is completely eliminated, but I don't know if it will take a few years or more than ten years Woolen cloth."

Han Yanyan smiled, "That woman Zhang Hong wants to fight with me, she's still young."

After Murong Hong saw the news, his complexion became ugly. He took a sip of white wine, his brows were always furrowed, and Zhang Hong sat opposite him, his face pale.

There were snowflakes outside, and her complexion was several times whiter than the snowflakes, a color that no cosmetics in the world could bring out.There was a glint of despair in her eyes.

Murong Hong drank it one by one, the whole room was full of alcohol, Zhang Hong simply poured a glass of baijiu and drank it, she shed tears hotly after drinking the baijiu.

"Hongge, we can go to get the certificate first, and we don't need to notify anyone. Isn't that all right? As for the wedding, won't it be over after that?" Her brows were tightly frowned. In her opinion, This thing is extremely simple.

It took Murong Hong a long time to speak, "Let's wait, the company is a bit busy recently, and I don't have time to take care of the marriage."

Zhang Hong laughed drunkenly, "You are just perfunctory to me. It only takes 10 minutes to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. I think you don't want to marry me at all."

Murong Hong frowned, "As long as I enter the Civil Affairs Bureau, tomorrow's headlines will definitely report it."

Zhang Hong stretched out her hand and waved it twice, "I think you are purely narcissistic. The headlines have always been dominated by all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women. How could you be on the headlines?"

"You're drunk, go to rest, don't say any more, I won't think about getting married in the near future, and you don't have to urge me anymore." His voice was full of determination, it seemed that Zhang Hong's words would be redundant of.

Xiaomei returned to the villa, walked into the living room, and saw the broken dishes and bowls all over the floor, she couldn't help but frown, she had only left home for a few days, and she came back like this.

"The servants at home are all dead. I don't know how to clean them up. See if I won't deduct all your wages this month." Xiaomei put her hands on her hips, her brows were furrowed, and her pregnant belly protruded.

The living room was quiet, and no one responded to her at all. She stood on tiptoe and walked over to turn on the light. In an instant, the living room became brighter.

She looked at the mess on the ground, and a surprised light flashed in her eyes. The two Qinghu porcelain vases from the Ming Dynasty in the corner of the living room were gone, as well as the pure gold carving of the beckoning cat. All valuable things are gone.

She stomped her feet fiercely, thinking that the house might have been burglarized, which made it look like this.She took out her mobile phone to call the police, when suddenly something with eyebrows fell down in the corner, making a dull bang.

She glanced over, only to see that what fell to the ground was not something, but her father Li Sheng, who was drunk and wrinkled in a black suit.

Xiaomei strode over and shouted, "Dad, what's going on at home, how did it become like this?" Her voice was full of doubts.

Li Sheng didn't even open his eyes, "It's bankrupt, the company is bankrupt, I don't know what to do."

After Xiaomei heard it, she froze in place, "What do you mean by bankruptcy, are you drunk and talking nonsense?" She didn't believe that her father had never had any problems running the company.

"Dad, get up first, go to the room and rest, don't stay here anymore." She said and helped Li Sheng up from the ground.Walked into the room.

After finishing all this, she returned to her room. After walking in, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. Her room was also in a mess, with clothes scattered all over the floor, jewelry boxes opened, and the contents inside were missing. fly.

Xiaomei gritted her teeth. It seemed that all the valuables in the house had been taken away. From this point of view, what Li Sheng said might be true. Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat.

If she really went bankrupt, how would she live in the future? She just took a fancy to some of Chanel's latest bags yesterday, and she wanted to come back today to find some funding, but now it seems that there is no way.

She sat on the bed in despair, looking out of the window, the sky outside was already pitch black.She turned on the light, and the room suddenly brightened.

"If the bankruptcy is real, someone must be behind the scenes. The company has been running well before, and there will be no sudden accidents." A sharp light flashed in her eyes.