Chapter 42

My husband and I went into the bedroom. He grabbed me and said, "you see it all? Sister orchid was bullied by the security guard in the restaurant. She was very depressed, so she just

"What do I see? I didn't see anything! " I took off my cotton padded clothes and climbed into bed. I would go to bed after pulling the quilt.

"Jealous again? Zhu Jing, can you not do this? Sister orchid is bullied outside and has no friends. She can't tell her mother what's wrong with her? I am a man in this family. They have brought me up. I should make decisions for them! " Husband first fire, a lift the quilt called.

My white husband one eye, snatched the quilt cover, also fire: "then you want me how? I see everything, OK? If you want to make up your mind for her, do it. I don't have a word of no! "

My husband turned off the light and lay down with his back to me

I didn't speak any more. I regretted running downstairs just now. Is it really time to turn a blind eye to life? But no matter which eye I close, I feel miserable!

In the blink of an eye is Valentine's day, but I don't feel the romance of the festival at all. On the contrary, because of what happened last night, my mood just got better and got worse again. I didn't have breakfast at home in the morning, and my husband didn't tell me about Valentine's day. Although I know that he will not prepare Valentine's Day gifts for me, subconsciously, I still hope that he will remember this festival. Even if I send a rose to me through QQ, I will temporarily put aside the unhappiness of last night.

Until 10 o'clock in the morning, I didn't see her husband's QQ online. Can't help but secretly murmur, this is deliberately angry with me, not online or busy? Or stealth? I put down face and tried to make an expression in the past, there was no reply, it seems that it really did not go online.

At 10:43, 13 minutes after the project meeting, Wang baozi was seriously arranging the work, and my phone rang. Glancing at her husband, I saw Wang baozi stop talking and stare at me. I hung up and turned the bell to vibrate. I pretended to listen carefully, but in my heart, I said: I won't answer your phone, let you be angry with me!

Hang up less than three minutes, the phone rings again, still showing the husband's number. I wanted to hang up ruthlessly. I couldn't bear to pick it up. I lowered my head to cover my mouth and whispered, "why, I'm in a meeting."

"I'm at the police station. Come here." My husband was silent for a moment and said in a stuffy voice.

"What, the police station? Why did you go to the police station? " I forgot that it was a meeting. I suddenly straightened up and asked in surprise.

Everyone's attention immediately turned from Wang baozi to me. His eyes were complicated.

I withered, grabbed the mobile phone, and asked anxiously and ambitiously, "what's the matter? Why are you at the police station? "

My husband said, "I had a fight with someone else Come over and bring your ID card when you are free. "

"You..." I stood up again, just called out the word "you", the rest of the words were forced to go back by Wang baozi's cannibal eyes, busy and bitter face said: "manager, I ask for leave, something happened at home!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Wang baozi waved his hands like a fly.

I ran out of the meeting room, picked up my mobile phone and asked, "who did you fight with? What the hell is going on? You're going to kill me

"You come to know, now I can't tell you clearly!" My husband's tone is very hard, it seems that he is still angry, and then he hung up the phone.

I am really anxious to cry. I have known my husband for several years. Although he is tall, he is actually very timid. When I see a thief walking around, I feel that I am meddling. In these years, let alone fighting, except for the quarrel with his manager, it seems that he has never had a big conflict with others. Today, a fight broke out at the police station. Can I not be in a hurry?

Fortunately, the ID card is in the bag. I went downstairs to take a taxi and said to the police station directly. The driver asked me which police station to go to. Then I remembered that my husband didn't say which police station I was in. Busy to call him again, ask clear just to rush over.