"If you think so, Xiaozhen doesn't think so. The girl in her hometown is not innocent. There's no such thing as being looked down upon. Just now she said that she has no face to live."
"I don't read much. Don't scare me!" Zhang Xingyun stares at Wu Huan. In what era is it? How can someone be seen like a suicide?
Those girls who hang out with handsome men have already died thousands of times.
"Zhang Xingyun, let me make it clear to you first. The women in Xiaozhen are different. You must be responsible, or I will send you to the police station!" Wu Huan put a word here.
"Don't you embarrass me? You don't know I'm married? " Zhang Xingyun looks at Wu Huan in silence. This woman is obviously the person who has seen his wife.
"Well, I don't care if you're married or not. Besides, your wife, in addition to being a little more beautiful, will also stretch her face. Seeing her is just like seeing an enemy, and it will be uncomfortable to see her!"
"..."
after knowing Ling Xiaoya for such a long time, Zhang Xingyun has really experienced the courage of this female driver today. It is estimated that the whole Ying can not find anyone who dares to say these words, right?
The female president of a listed company is said to be a vase. It's impossible.
However, Wu Huan doesn't know what Ling Xiaoya is for. After all, a boss with a fortune of several billion will marry a broken security guard, who will not believe it?
"Well, you said too much. Although my daughter-in-law is a little cold, it is not as bad as you said." Zhang Xingyun pinches the sweat for Wu Huan, that is, there are not many people here.
"Well, I'm wrong about that? I guess you serve her every day at home, and you won't have any status, but with our family, Xiaozhen is different. " When Wu Huan mentioned Xiaozhen, she had a smile on her face. As soon as she arrived at Ling Xiaoya, her face sank. The speed with which she changed her face made Zhang Xingyun smack her tongue.
"By the way, there is something else I have to ask." Wu Huan suddenly remembered something, and his face became serious.
"Where do you live?"
"... well, my wife's house."
"Where is your house?"
"No..."
"do you have a car?"
"No..."
"where is the money? How much did you save? "
"I don't have enough flowers..."
Zhang Xingyun thinks that Wu Huan will not be able to tell her if she asks herself again.
Who knows Wu Huan doesn't believe it. "Zhang Xingyun, don't play tricks on me. Last time that car wasn't yours?"
"No, it's my wife's!"
Wu Huan frowned, "in this case, you can only expect your divorce to share more of your property."
Zhang Xingyun's mouth was drawn, and before he could say anything, he was dragged into the room by Wu Huan.
The girls in the room were still crying, and the people who came in cried even more.
Zhang Xingyun is listening to the black line at one end of the voice. In what era, how could there be such a feudal girl?
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