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

After some identification, it turned out that the bracelet on Zhang Hong's wrist was made by modern technology, that is, a fake.

Zhang Hong stared wide-eyed, looked at the appraisal result, and shook her head in disbelief, "Impossible, how could it be fake?"

A smile flashed in Murong Pei's eyes, and she folded her arms around her chest, "Now that the result is out, you must hold on, don't let any accident happen, otherwise I won't be able to afford compensation."

Zhang Hong felt a headache. She looked at the bracelet on her wrist. At the beginning, that bracelet was all she was proud of, but now it brought her great shame.

If it hadn't been for Gu Lai's firmness today, Haishu would have been kept in the dark, her brows were tightly frowned, all along, she thought that the one who won was herself, but she was the one who was teased before she arrived.

Han raised the corner of her mouth and laughed, her tone became sarcastic, "I didn't expect, Zhang Hong, that you have a hobby of carrying fakes."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, she really wanted to refute Han Shi, but all she could do now was to be quiet.

"I think Brother Hong must have made a mistake. He didn't intend to give me a fake."

Murong Pei frowned twice, it seemed that Zhang Hong still planned to continue to numb herself.

"There is indeed such a situation. It's just that Murong Hong is always cautious in doing things and rarely makes mistakes. I see this bracelet." Zhang Hong a fake bracelet.

Zhang Hong seemed to have been struck by lightning, her brows were tightly frowned, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "I suddenly felt unwell, and now I want to go back."

Han looked at her pitifully and nodded, "Okay, I'll let the driver take you back. After you go back, you must be calm and don't quarrel with Murong Hong. After all, he is already old now."

Zhang Hong gritted her teeth, climbed into the car, locked the door, Han Shi and Murong Pei stood on the side of the road, watching the car going away, a smile flashed in their eyes.

"I didn't expect the bracelet to be fake, so I just said, how could Murong Hong give Zhang Hong the ancestral treasure so easily."

Murong Pei raised the corners of her mouth and laughed, "That's right, mistress is just mistress after all, no matter how high she is, her position in other people's hearts will not change."

After Zhang Hong returned home, she quickly walked into the living room. Murong Hong had just returned from the company and was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking coffee.

Zhang Hong frowned twice and walked over, stretched out her wrist, and put it in front of Murong Hong, "Why is this fake?"

After hearing this, Murong Hong frowned, and he raised his head to look at Zhang Hong, "Why did you say that all of a sudden?" Zhang Hong has been wearing the bracelet for several months, and has never said that the bracelet is fake.

Zhang Hong laughed coldly twice, and approached Murong Hong, "I thought you were treating me sincerely, but I didn't expect that everything was fake. You never loved me, right?"

Murong Hong frowned, he was nearly half a hundred years old, and love no longer existed at his age.

"I am sincere to you, don't doubt it."

Zhang Hong's eyes turned red, her brows frowned, and tears welled up in her eyes, "If you are sincere, why is the bracelet you gave me fake? Is this what you mean by sincerity?"

Murong Hong frowned, he didn't want to give Zhang Hong the family heirloom, but he was annoyed by her, so he could only give a fake one.

Unexpectedly, she was found out. Zhang Hong frowned twice, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "If you don't like me, I'll leave now." After she finished speaking, she went back to the room to pack her luggage.

After packing the suitcase full, she poked her head to look outside, but no one came after her.

She gritted her teeth, she didn't intend to really go out at first, she just wanted to make a fuss, but she didn't expect that Murong Hong didn't come to comfort herself at all.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, she couldn't help but feel sad when she waited for a long time before Murong Hong came over.

She had no choice but to carry the suitcase and walked out of the room. When she passed by Murong Hong, she glanced at his cheek from the corner of her eyes.

Murong Hong's face was so serious that he didn't even look at Zhang Hong, as if there was only air in front of him.

Zhang Hong frowned twice, how could she have thought that old Murong Hong would be indifferent!
When she reached the door, she waited for a few minutes before going out. After looking back for a few times, she had no choice but to go out of the room.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Hong frowned, and clenched her hands tightly into fists. Outside the car window was the luxurious villa of the Murong family.

Now that she was about to leave, she felt a little bit sad in her heart. The driver saw her face in the front view mirror and asked suspiciously, "Ma'am, where are you going now?"

Zhang Hong frowned, "Go to a five-star hotel."

The driver quickly started the car, and the black Rolls Royce disappeared from the front of the villa.

After arriving at the hotel, Zhang Hong got out of the car, because she decided to leave on the spur of the moment, and didn't bring much luggage.

Just a few changes of laundry, and after that, a few credit cards.

She stood in the presidential suite, looking out at the blue sky through the window, her eyes were full of melancholy, what if Murong Hong refused to come to her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help snorting coldly, reached out and took off the fake on her wrist, and threw it into the trash can.

"What kind of broken things, I don't care about them." Her voice was extremely angry, and she did not forget to kick the trash can twice, as if to vent her dissatisfaction.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside, Zhang Hong frowned sensitively, guessing who was coming.

After knocking on the door for a while, Zhang Hong walked over to open the door. When she saw the person standing outside the door, her frown finally relaxed. The person who came was not Han Shi and Murong Pei. It seemed that she It was a false alarm.

After seeing Zhang Hong, the waiter raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Madam, do you need help now?"

Zhang Hong frowned twice. What she dislikes the most is that someone is disturbing her now, "I don't need anything, please leave now."

Her voice was loud and her tone was not very good. After the waiter heard it, his heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the condition of the person in front of him was not very good.

"Okay, then I'll leave now." The waiter calmed down and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Looking at his back, Zhang Hong frowned twice. She stretched out her hand to close the door, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Hmph, fortunately, the Han mother and daughter didn't come."

After sitting on the sofa for a while, she couldn't help frowning again. For an afternoon, Murong Hong didn't come to look for her, and even her assistant didn't come to ask her.

She wondered why the assistant, who was always very concerned about her, suddenly disappeared completely, as if she had evaporated from the world.

She reached into her pocket and took out her mobile phone, dialed the number, and the call was quickly connected, and a man's voice came from the other end, "Ma'am, are you looking for me?"

After Zhang Hong heard this sentence, she froze in place, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, because the assistant's tone was completely different from usual.

Like a stranger, there is a sense of distance. "Are you still busy?" Zhang Hong hinted.

The assistant frowned twice, "No, it's just that the president has ordered me, I can't go out casually."

Zhang Hong frowned suspiciously, "Are you saying that you are detained at home now?"

The assistant shook his head, "Ma'am, the CEO won't let me find you."

"What, there is such an order?" Zhang Hong was surprised, she did not expect Murong Hong to treat herself like this.

The assistant was a little helpless, "Actually, I originally planned to go to see you, madam, but now I can't go, please forgive me."

Zhang Hong frowned twice. Since it was Murong Hong's order, he had no choice but to let his assistant obey.

"Then don't come here for the time being." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hong's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled again. It seemed that Murong Hong was really angry this time, and he didn't intend to come to him at all.Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering.

Because after this, she was afraid that she would not be able to enter Murong's house again, Zhang Hong began to get nervous, and she planned to marry into Murong's house, but she never thought that such a thing would happen now.

She stood there, regretting a bit, if she hadn't gone to find Murong Hong, wouldn't she still be living in Murong's villa now?
Zhang Hong gritted her teeth, but if she didn't go, wouldn't that mean she had to hide the truth for the rest of her life?
Obviously it was Murong Hong who was lying to him, but now he had to go and apologize by himself, Zhang Hong became uneasy, she was not at fault, it was Murong Hong who was at fault.

Thinking of this, the regret in her heart also disappeared without a trace. She shook her head and wondered, why did she have such thoughts just now?

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Zhang Hong glanced at the screen. When she saw the number on it, a puzzled light flashed in her eyes.

This number was completely new, and she didn't recognize it. When she was hesitating whether to answer it, the phone suddenly hung up.

Zhang Hong threw the phone on the bed, and a few minutes later, the phone rang again. Zhang Hong reached out to pick up the phone, and saw an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen, and frowned. Who could this number be?

She wanted to know who would call her at this time, so she reached out and pressed the answer button, "Hello, are you?"

"Hello, are you Ms. Zhang Hong?" A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, his voice was low and steady, like the low voice of a cello.

Zhang Hong frowned, and the other party knew his name.

"Excuse me, who are you?" She asked again, and suddenly there were three laughs on the other end of the phone, "Hehehe, you must really want to know who I am now, but it's not important, it's important What’s more, I have a project here, you should be very interested.”

Zhang Hong snorted coldly, thinking that this person is really inexplicable, and his tone is so firm, as if he knew that he would be interested in this project.

"Oh? Hearing what you said, I'm suddenly not interested." Zhang Hong raised the corners of her mouth, and the smile on her lips overflowed. She wanted to hear how the other party would respond to her?

"I'm very confident, Ms. Zhang Hong, you must be interested in this project, otherwise how could I go to such lengths to get your phone number?"

This sentence amused Zhang Hong, she laughed twice, "Then tell me, what is the project?"

Every word came out of her mouth like the eerie voice of the messenger of hell.