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

Half an hour later, Zhang Hong walked around to the back of the villa. Since there was no bodyguard at the front door, she had no choice but to go in from the back.

At the back of the villa is a large floor-to-ceiling window, and the interior decoration can be clearly seen from the outside glass.

The gray wooden floor, the white leather sofa, and the European-style curtains are extremely exquisite. Zhang Hong frowned twice. It seems that the owner here likes the European-style decoration very much.

Zhang Hong guessed that the owner of the villa might have the experience of studying abroad, otherwise how could he like such a style.

While she was thinking, she was suddenly patted heavily behind her.

Zhang Hong yelled in pain, turned around, and saw a middle-aged woman with a simple dress and noble temperament.

"You are?" Zhang Hong asked suspiciously.

The woman smiled, "I should be the one who asked you, you don't live here, I haven't seen you before."

Zhang Hong smiled awkwardly. There is only one villa here, so of course she doesn't live here.

"I came here to meet the owner of the villa, but the bodyguard at the door wouldn't let me in, so I could only run to the back to see if I could meet him."

Hearing her words, a light flashed in the woman's eyes, "There are a lot of people who want to see the owner of the villa every day, and they can line up to the Great Wall from here."

Zhang Hong also smiled twice at the corner of her mouth in Yanzhi. After all, she is Murong Hong's wife, and now her every move represents the dignity of the Murong family.

"I am the wife of the Murong family. I really have something urgent, so I want to see the owner of the villa."

The woman frowned slightly, and soon regained her composure. Her gaze was placed on Zhang Hong's face again, and unlike before, she looked carefully this time.

"The lady who didn't come to Murong Hong first is here too, please come in." The woman spoke politely, Zhang Hong couldn't believe it when she heard this.

She came in so easily, she thought that today was over.

The woman walked around to the front and entered the villa through the main entrance. The security guards standing on both sides stood up straight after seeing the woman.

Zhang Hong looked back quite proudly at the bodyguard who stopped her just now, a cold light flashed in her eyes, as if she was showing off that she had finally entered the villa.

The woman walked into the villa and sat on the white leather sofa with a relaxed expression, "I wonder what you want to drink, Mrs. Murong?"

Zhang Hong frowned twice, it seemed that this woman lived here.A suspicious light flashed in her eyes, "May I ask who you are?"

The woman raised her mouth and smiled, "I forgot to introduce myself just now. I am the hostess here. If you have anything, you can tell me now."

After Zhang Hong heard it, a surprised light flashed in his eyes, "I didn't expect that I was so lucky that I met you when I first came here."

But what should I say about the next thing? For a while, Zhang Hong lost her mind, and she frowned twice. If she couldn't see the owner of the villa, even if she said it, it wouldn't have any effect. Bar.

The woman glanced at Zhang Hong who was standing there in a daze, and asked again softly, "You didn't come here to chat with me, did you?"

After Zhang Hong thought about it, she still told the whole story. After hearing this, the woman couldn't help frowning, "I can't make up my mind about this matter. I will tell my husband when he comes back."

Zhang Hong nodded, now that things have come to an end, she has no choice but to do so.When she came out of the villa, Zhang Hong's face was full of disappointment. She stepped out step by step, and finally reached the beginning of the path. She only raised her head when she heard the driver calling her.

"Madam, it's getting late now, let me drive you back."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, and she frowned twice, "Okay, you take me back now."

Seeing Zhang Hong's unhappy face, the driver asked, "Ma'am, is there something on your mind?"

Zhang Hong nodded, and sat on the back seat with an ugly expression on her face. She was full of things on her mind, but she had nothing to say.

"If Ma'am doesn't dislike it, you can tell me about it."

Zhang Hong frowned impatiently, turned to look at the driver, "Concentrate on driving your car, I want to be alone."

The driver had no choice but to shut up. Seeing Zhang Hong's face in the front view mirror was even uglier, his brows furrowed, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly started to run.

After Zhang Hong returned home, she was lying on the sofa as if she was sick. Her brows were tightly wrinkled, as if she was afraid of breaking her promise.

After waiting for another day, she still hadn't received any news. Zhang Hong frowned twice, it seemed that there was really no hope.

Three days later, Mrs. Han asked Zhang Hong to come out to meet her. When Zhang Hong came to the coffee shop, she saw Mrs. Han sitting by the window, drinking coffee leisurely.

Her brows frowned, and a sarcastic light flashed in her eyes. Compared with Han Shi a few days ago, she looked more indifferent now.

Could it be that she was thinking about it, Zhang Hong frowned, she walked to the seat and sat down, looking at the person opposite, the corners of her mouth moved twice, "You came in time."

Han raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "You're wrong, it's not that I was in time, but you were late, how is it, did you get the autograph?"

Zhang Hong gritted her teeth, she didn't expect Han to ask herself this matter as soon as she came up, "Let's drink coffee first, and we can talk about the autograph later."

After hearing this, Han's expression didn't change much, "You didn't get the signature at all, did you? I know that signature is not so easy to get."

Zhang Hong frowned twice, "It's really difficult, I thought it could be done easily."

Han looked into the distance, seeming to be thinking, "Forget it, I won't blame you if I didn't get it."

Zhang Hong frowned when she heard that, she thought that Mrs. Han would sneer at her, "Why do you say that?"

Han raised the corners of her mouth and smiled twice, "It's nothing, because I didn't have any hope at first, so now I have nothing to be disappointed."

Zhang Hong frowned twice, and she could clearly hear the sarcasm in her tone, "Hehe, I've tried my best."

Han waved his hand, "I see, so I didn't mean to blame you, and you don't have to feel guilty, because I didn't mean to blame you at all."

Zhang Hong reached out to pick up the coffee on the table and drank it. It tasted very bitter, and she couldn't help frowning, "What kind of coffee is this, without sugar?"

"This is a new type of coffee without adding sugar. If you are not used to drinking it, you can change it to another type."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, "I'd better switch to another type, after all, I'm not used to it."

Han frowned twice, and she looked at Zhang Hong with more mockery in her eyes, "Some people just don't like new things, but I'm different."

Zhang Hong gritted her teeth, was Han sarcasm for being old-fashioned, "I always only like sweets, and I don't really like those bitter ones."

The waiter brought over a cup of coffee with four spoons of sugar and put it in front of Zhang Hong, "This is the coffee you want."

Zhang Hong took a sip, and the sweet taste spread throughout her mouth. A smile flashed in her eyes, "It's still delicious as before."

Han frowned twice, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After Zhang Hong heard it, she felt uncomfortable. The two of them hadn't spoken a few words from the beginning until now, but Han Shi wanted to leave now, which obviously looked down on him.

Han Shi stood up, walked outside with strides, and quickly disappeared from outside the coffee shop.

Looking at Han's back, Zhang Hong felt extremely uncomfortable. She called the waiter and replaced the cup of sweet coffee on the table.

After the waiter heard it, he looked at Zhang Hong suspiciously, and took only one sip of the coffee on the table.

Zhang Hong turned her face and met the questioning gaze of the waiter, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

The waiter didn't have time to dodge, she smiled apologetically, "I don't mean anything else, please don't get me wrong."

Zhang Hong heheed twice, did the waiter think he didn't notice the doubt and contempt in her eyes?
Do you think you are blind?
"What's your name?" A calm voice came out of Zhang Hong's mouth, but because the voice was too calm, it made people feel a burst of fear.

The waiter stood there and shivered. He had not been here for a long time. If he was fired now, several months would be wasted.

"Ma'am, can you please forgive me once?" The waiter raised his face and looked at Zhang Hong pitifully.

Zhang Hong looked at her face and felt disgusted, "Do you think I will forgive you if you pretend to be pitiful? The little girl must be sincere. If you are so duplicity, if I forgive you, won't it be with you?" Can't you make it by yourself?"

The waiter gritted his teeth, "Then what do you want me to do, as long as I don't ask the manager, I'm willing to do anything."

"Really?" Zhang Hong raised the corner of his mouth, and a sneer flashed across his lips.

The waiter hurriedly nodded and agreed, "Of course, as long as you give me a chance."

Zhang Hong clasped his arms around his chest, reached out and grabbed the coffee cup on the table, and threw it to the ground.

With a "snap", the coffee cup shattered into slag, the waiter was startled and his face turned pale.

"You won't go back on what you said just now, will you?" Zhang Hong raised his face with an extremely haughty expression.

The waiter shook his head, "No, no."

"This coffee cup is a style I like very much, but unfortunately, it turned into scum."

The waiter stared blankly at Zhang Hong, not understanding what she meant, "Ma'am, what do you mean?"

Zhang Hong raised her brows, she really was a young grass in the society, she couldn't understand what she said!
That being the case, there is no need for me to be euphemistic anymore.

"I will be very happy if you can restore the cup." Zhang Hong frowned as he looked at the scum all over the place.

The waiter looked at the scum on the ground and bit his lower lip in embarrassment. Even if the gods came, it would be impossible to restore the scum to a complete and flawless cup.

"Ma'am, this is a bit embarrassing."

Zhang Hong's face suddenly turned cold, "If you can't do it, then don't promise indiscriminately, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

The waiter frowned, she stood there, lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

"Go get your manager over here."

A cold voice rang in his ears, and the waiter raised his face, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't do this, please."