Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

The little thing as soft as cotton candy suddenly fell down, and Fan Sucheng quickly reached out to catch it.

When the hand touched the pink cheek, it was terribly hot. This little thing burned so badly that I couldn't bear to say anything.

Fan Sucheng pulled a few tissues, wiped away the fine sweat from Zhou Ling's neck, and said to the driver, "Drive faster."

The person driving in front stepped on the accelerator when he heard the words, and the speed of the car immediately picked up, overtaking in the traffic flow gracefully.

"Boss, he is still a student, so please show kindness and let the child go. Look at how you have forced him.

The way I was afraid of you just now, I was afraid that he would jump out of the car, and I was talking..., this kid looks better,

There are still few good-looking people in the world. The child is angry. If you force him, nothing will happen in the end. "

The driver overtook one after another, but please calm down and talk to Fan Sucheng, listen to what he said,

It was all to excuse Zhou Ling and let Fan Sucheng let his students go. If you like good-looking ones, then there are other good-looking ones.

With a smile on his face, Fan Sucheng held Zhou Ling's hand and squeezed Zhou Ling's soft and fair cheeks, thinking in his heart,

If it's just that this little thing looks good, then he's really not interested.

But this innocent little thing seems to be born for him.

His eyes were clear and foggy, so clean and white, like a piece of extremely clean white paper.

I want someone to draw a few strokes fiercely on the white paper without any smudges.

There is also an inadvertent coquettish voice, which can melt Jiao Rao's heart.

"A lot of nonsense, go to the hospital quickly," he said, bringing the person to himself.

It can be said that the upper echelons of Zhoujiang may not know the top leaders of Zhoujiang, but the Fan family is the one they want to climb up to after cutting their heads.

Fan Sucheng picked him up and walked to the special elevator. As soon as he reached the third floor, there were experts waiting.

After working for more than half an hour, Zhou Ling was lying peacefully in the VIP ward with an IV drip in his hand, and the heat on his face still hadn't dissipated.

"Boss, his phone has rang many times, but he can't answer it," the driver Lu Hongzhuo showed Fan Sucheng the phone that was still vibrating.

The phone was still ringing reluctantly, Fan Sucheng glanced at the person still lying on the bed, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button,

Before he could speak, a sharp female voice rang out from the other end of the phone, swearing fluently.

"Zhou Ling! Can you let your dad die? He's a big man who doesn't go to work. He gambles and learns how to play with a car like a young man!

Every time your mother comes back, she kneels and kowtows to us to borrow money. Last year, it was 3, and in the first half of this year, it was 2, and now it is 60!Do you know what your dad did?

He bet with others, bet on himself, and lost!People are betting on your doorstep now, if you don't take out 60 yuan a week, your father's hand will be chopped off!

And take your mother and your sister away!Did Zhou Heng's father die and no one buried him or what?You, a family, can't survive all of us! "

They scolded for a few minutes, then hung up the phone with a hoarse voice and crying, and Fan Sucheng handed the phone to Lu Hongzhuo.

"Check it out," Fan Sucheng raised his chin slightly, a glint flashed in his eyes.