Han Laomo, who had just started the car, trembled, glanced sideways at the Zhao woman sitting in the back seat, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble."
"What did I do?" the woman gritted her teeth. "I gave birth to her, and I can't even do this?"
Leaving the capital alone, relying on her status and influence.
Even if the marriage is arranged and his daughter is married, it is only natural and natural!
"You can't even decide your own marriage." Old Mo Han rolled his eyes. "Why are you her master?"
After a pause, Old Demon Han said earnestly: "Xiaohuang, I'm not talking about you. I've been married for half a year. My relationship is stable and my husband and wife have a harmonious relationship. Why are you acting like a villain here?"
"Besides, can you beat my son-in-law? Do you have as much dignity as him? Do you have as many younger brothers as him?" Han Laomo felt happy in his heart, but on his face, he looked worried for his ex-wife.
"Stop pretending." The woman gave Han Laomo a cold look. "Laugh if you want, I don't know what you are?"
Poof!
Old Demon Han burst into laughter and trembled all over.
The car can't even drive in a straight line.
"You're so childish."
The woman was furious and wanted to curse, but held back.
When she was young, she talked about her quality in front of Old Mo Han every day, pretended to be pure, and thought of herself as a lady.
It's impossible for me to lose my merit as I get older.
Otherwise, she would have one less point to attack Old Demon Han.
"Ba Po, stop pretending to be a big shot in front of me from now on." Han Lao Mo laughed almost to tears. "In front of my son-in-law, who do you think you are? He treats me with respect, why do you challenge me?"
The woman suddenly became suspicious.
This old dog agreed to this marriage just because he wanted to get the man named Zhang to join him and join forces to make him sick.
"I'm tired." The woman closed her eyes and stopped pushing.
She was indeed exhausted this night.
The most tiring part was the few minutes of confrontation with Zhang Ruoyu.
This boy's sense of oppression is indeed full.
Although the two had interacted with each other before, this was the first time they had faced each other at such a close distance.
It's a good thing that this kid didn't wear Beimang's military uniform and didn't have thousands of troops behind him, otherwise the pressure would be even greater.
"Have a good rest tonight and take my special plane back to Beijing tomorrow. Everything has been arranged for you." Han Laomo wrote lightly.
"Who are you? Do I need your arrangements?" The woman frowned.
"I am your ex-husband." Old Demon Han sighed.
He knew that the eighth woman was angry at the cook and was looking for him to vent her anger, so he didn't bother to talk to her.
The woman pursed her red lips and said calmly for a while: "Why are you pretending to be a good man now? Why didn't you rush out from the kitchen just now to deal with that kid? You're a coward."
"Look what you said, he is my son-in-law, and you are my ex-wife." Han Laomo grinned. "I will definitely kiss him."
The woman almost went berserk.
Decades of Taoism almost failed overnight.
When she arrived at the hotel, Han Laomo walked her upstairs in a gentlemanly manner.
Ms. Zhao didn't object and entered the elevator together.
Arriving at the door of the room, Old Demon Han looked calmly and stared at the woman quietly.
"Good night." Han Laomo's thin lips were slightly opened, without the evil spirit he had in the car just now, and his temperament was gentle.
"Oh." The woman pushed the door open without looking back. Just as she was about to lock the door, she asked lightly. "have a drink?"
"No." Old Devil Han's temperament, which had only softened for a few seconds, collapsed immediately. "It's easy to have sex after drinking. You, a big leader, have caused a scandal, which will affect your future."
"Good night."
The woman closed the door, and a complex look flashed across her dignified and cold face.
Han Laomo stood at the door for a long time before reluctantly leaving.
then.
Everyone felt aggrieved for the woman, and vented all their anger and violence on Old Demon Han.
But who knows what Old Demon Han went through back then.
Between the two favorites, I chose one of them and ended up in Binhai, unable to recover.
He never said anything, and Mrs. Han just felt pain in her heart and never asked.
But the little old lady always felt that her son was the best son, the best husband, and the best father in the world.
She is proud of her son.
Of course, all this was before Ruoyu showed up.
"Xiao Zhang, thank you. Dad is very happy tonight."
"Dad has not been this happy for many years."
The third WeChat message is an excess transfer.
Brother Zhang is not asked to call him daddy.
After sending the WeChat message, Han Laomo walked out of the hotel and got into the RV.
From the location of the RV, you could just see the window of the woman's hotel room.
Although he couldn't see anything, he still planned to hang out here for the night.
Then he sent her to his private plane early in the morning.
He always felt sorry for her.
But he didn't know how to make it up to her.
If one day in the future, she needs to do something by herself, and Xuebao no longer needs herself.
He could give her his life.
To the only woman she has ever loved in her life and will always love.
"Ba Po, stay up late again."
Han Laomo couldn't help but complain when he saw that the lights in the hotel room were not turned off.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The woman took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and stood quietly in front of the window looking at the RV downstairs.
She doesn't have to stay up late.
She just couldn't sleep.
"Isn't your waist always bad? Are you afraid of back pain if you sleep in the car?"
Ding dong.
Han Laomo, who was nestled in the car, received a WeChat message from a woman.
"It doesn't matter." Han Laomo curled his lips and replied to a WeChat message. "There's no need for it anyway."
"?"
The woman sent a faint WeChat message: "Can your confidante, can you bear it?"
"You said Xiaohong, we broke up a long time ago and haven't contacted her for a long time." Han Laomo replied.
"Come up and lie down for a while." The woman replied calmly.
"Inappropriate." Old Mo Han hesitated. "You are alone, not to mention you are pretty."
"Come up." The woman was too lazy to write.
"Oh." Old Mo Han tightened his belt, opened the door and got out of the car.
The room was chosen by Han Laomo himself. The bed was large and very comfortable.
Han Laomo walked into the room and sat on the sofa seemingly casually, but he only sat half-assed.
The woman is wrapped in a bathrobe, her appearance is cold and dignified, and in addition to the majesty of having been in a high position for a long time, there is actually a bit of feminine charm between her eyebrows.
It’s just that others don’t dare to look.
Old Demon Han couldn’t bear to look at it.
"Go and lie down on the bed for a while." The woman said calmly.
"What about you?" Old Demon Han did not move.
"I still have some work to do." The woman pursed her lips.
"I also have some work." Han Laomo took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway.
The woman didn’t eat much at the barbecue.
When I went to the cook's house, I became even more angry.
It's half past two in the morning again. Who can resist a bucket of fried chicken at this hour?
The two of them get along peacefully, one is working and the other is watching videos.
It was an all-nighter.
On the way to the airport, the two of them sat side by side in the back row. Han Laomo was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.
The handsome face kept leaning on the woman's shoulder.
At first the woman pushed him a few times, but then simply gave up.
He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the handsome man's profile. Just like when he was young, he is also a heartthrob as he gets older.
"Have you ever regretted it over the years? Even if it was just for a moment."
The woman whispered.
