Chapter 68 Scolding Ma Bao Nan
After saying that Cao Cao was about to arrive, Zhang Guodong walked in at the door.
"Wen Xin, please tell Xiao Han a good story when you come. He did things carelessly. Now that he's done, even if he falls down, Peng Peng will be injured."
"The chest of such a young child is red from being burned."
Wen Xin was almost scolded angrily by this man. He came to scold him if there was something wrong with his brain.
Even if he doesn't feel sorry for his wife, this matter obviously has nothing to do with Xiao Han. It was the kid who ran around at home and bumped into her. After all, he works in a large group, so why would he curse someone when he couldn't tell right from wrong?
She stood up, looked at the tall and muscular man standing at the door and said coldly: "Zhang Guodong, I think the person who should talk is not Xiao Han but you!"
Zhang Guodong: "..."
Xiao Han pulled Wen Xin's hand and motioned her not to speak. She was afraid that Zhang Guodong would get angry and scold him with even harsher words, and she didn't want Wen Xin to be hurt because of her.
She could bear it as long as she could at home. Only she knew how unpleasant Zhang Guodong's words were.
Wen Xin held her hand and said to Zhang Guodong: "Xiao Han is a pregnant woman. It is not easy to serve your family. If you don't take good care of the child, he will run around the house and bump into Xiao Han. Even if she almost miscarries, you will not do it."
She was concerned, but instead the whole family went to battle to accuse her. Zhang Guodong, do you think this is what you, a grown man, should do?"
"Isn't Xiao Han okay? Peng Pengcai's chest is completely red, and she is still crying and crying in pain. How can an adult like her be as fragile as a child? She is only three years old."
"It hurts Xiao Han, doesn't it hurt? I'm lucky to be able to keep the pregnancy this time. If the baby falls next time, who of you will be responsible?"
Zhang Guodong opened his mouth and said, "There is no next time. As long as Xiao Han takes good care of herself, Pengpeng will not touch her. After all, she is not able to stand firm. How strong can a three-year-old child be?"
Xiao Han cried angrily after hearing what he said and kept wiping his tears.
Wenxin said coldly: "Then why don't you let Pengpeng watch you and not bump into others when you walk, and you are still pregnant."
"Zhang Guodong must be conscientious as a man. You are a scholar after all, and you cannot ignore right from wrong."
"Xiao Han is your wife. Even if you don't feel sorry for her, you still blame her together with your family."
"To say it nicely is to be filial, to say it badly is to be foolish and filial, and to be indifferent between right and wrong."
When Wenxin said this, Zhang Guodong felt a little ashamed. He looked at Xiao Han who was wiping tears on the bed. He felt that Wenxin was right, but he didn't feel that he was wrong either.
He walked in and said calmly: "I will go and talk to my sister and ask her to teach Pengpeng not to run around in the house, but Xiao Han, you must also be careful and don't move around the house quietly."
Zhang Guodong left immediately after saying this, looking a little unhappy.
Wen Xin looked back at Xiao Han and said, "Did you see that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit? Even now, I still think it's your fault."
"I'm used to warmth. This time I'll take it as a lesson. I'll be careful next time."
"Well! Have you had breakfast?"
"not yet."
"I'm going to buy you a bowl of brown sugar and eggs, and then I have to go back to work quickly."
Xiao Han said hurriedly: "No, I'll ask Guodong to buy it for me when he comes. It's getting late now, so go to work quickly."
"Well! Then I don't care about you."
Wen Xin left in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to take a look at her mother's ward for fear of being late for work.
Jun Mohan ran back in the morning and saw that Wenxin was not there, and there was no sign of cooking in the kitchen. He knocked on Wenxin's door and saw no one there, so he had to wash up and go to work. He went downstairs without clinging his beard.
Jun Mohan came to the garage and was about to drive. As soon as the car left the community, it was blocked by a red Porsche sports car.
Lu Mengting poked her head out of the window and waved her hand to Jun Mohan, "Mo Han, would you like to have breakfast together?"
Jun Mohan frowned, his gloomy face revealed a hint of impatience, and he said coldly: "I've already eaten."
After saying this, he turned the car around and prepared to leave via another road.
Lu Mengting did not give up at all. She abandoned the car and got out. She used her whole body to block Jun Mohan's car, which was turning around, and said loudly: "Jun Mohan, if you don't make it clear to me, I won't leave. You
If you want to leave, just bump into me."
Jun Mohan looked at the woman in front of the car, his eyes so gloomy that Lu Mengting did not dare to look directly at her. She would not give in. Once she gave in, Jun Mohan would belong to someone else. She came back this time just for him.
The man she likes, Lu Mengting, must not take advantage of others.
"Mo Han, please chat with me, I haven't fallen asleep for a long time and I miss you every day."
"Step aside."
Jun Mohan's last patience was worn away, and he roared angrily.
"I won't let you."
As soon as Lu Mengting finished speaking, Jun Mohan stepped on the accelerator and drove towards her. Lu Mengting was so frightened that she closed her eyes and waited for death, but Jun Mohan turned the steering wheel and the car sped away around her.
Looking at the car driving away, Lu Mengting cried so hard that she took out her mobile phone and called Jun Morou.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Morou, your brother almost killed me with his car. He doesn't love me anymore, does he?"
Jun Morou was dragging her suitcase and preparing to board the plane. When she heard Lu Mengting crying on the phone and her words that her brother was going to hit her to death, she was stunned.
After a long while, he said: "How is that possible? You, me, and my brother grew up together. He used to take great care of you. Even if you were pricked by a needle, he would feel sorry for you for several hours. He would buy band-aids all over the world at night, how could he drive?
Hit you?"
Lu Mengting wiped her tears in grievance, "Really, he really wanted to hit me just now, so I just asked him to have breakfast with me."
"Didi!"
Before Lu Mengting could finish her words, there was already a beeping sound from behind Lu Mengting. Because her car was blocking the middle of the road, other drivers stuck their heads out to ask her to give way.
Lu Mengting said hurriedly: "Noila Mo, I'll tell you later, my car is blocking the road, so hang up first."
"Well, I'm on the plane too. Don't rush things between you and my brother. Spend more time with my mother. She is very dissatisfied with my sister-in-law."
"Okay, thank you Noila Mo, I'm hanging up."
Lu Mengting quickly got in the car and drove away.
Lu Mengting made such a fuss, and the eldest daughter of the Lu family chasing her husband was quickly photographed by reporters, causing quite a stir on the Internet.
It is well known to people in Nancheng that the eldest young master of the Jun family and the eldest daughter of the Lu family have been childhood sweethearts, and they are destined to be married. If the eldest daughter of the Lu family had not suddenly gone abroad to study fashion design a few years ago, they might have already become a successful couple. Who would have thought that this would happen
As soon as the eldest daughter of the Lu family came back, she started chasing her husband on the street.
Wen Wen arrived at the store just in time and was not late. She said hello to the waiter, punched in, and went to the cloakroom on the third floor to change into cleaning clothes. She tied her hair with a hairpin and walked towards the corridor with a mop and broom.
go.
She went to the bathroom to collect water and pour dishwashing liquid. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a woman crying in the bathroom at the back.
Chapter completed!