ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar-www.] "Did you lose your credit card?" Chang Mo then asked.

"Yes." Chang Yan frowned, and soon realized that his credit card was his brother's account name, and he had lost it together with his wallet. He had not gone through the detailed loss reporting procedures in Madrid, but just applied for one online.

The loss report must have sent a message to the owner of the card, but the contact person he filled in was clearly him.

"Brother, I'm so unlucky. I lost my luggage, wallet, passport and everything." Chang Yan vented his depression to his close relatives, intending to gain some emotional points first and avoid being scolded.

"Why didn't you lose yourself? It would have saved you the trouble." Chang Mo said in a lukewarm tone. He knew his brother's temperament very well.

"Brother, I'm so sad. I feel so cold."

"Okay, stop yelling and go home first. I haven't told my parents about this yet, so don't mention it. Just stay at home for me these days and don't go anywhere until you start school.

Go back to the UK to get your degree certificate, complete the graduation procedures, and then go to work in the company." Chang Mo talked about his arrangements in a leisurely manner.

Chang Yan here felt a chill in his heart. He looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that the sky in City A was so gloomy. If he had known it, he would have stayed at Sister An An's place for a while before coming back.

"Brother, you are under house arrest of Hongguoguo. It would be illegal in the United States of America." Chang Yan sighed, trying to gain some small benefits, even if he was really serious in his heart.

There is no foundation at all.

Sure enough, Chang Mo said in a cool tone: "Otherwise, you can go to the United States and make money to support yourself, and no one will stop you."

After hanging up the phone, Chang Yan had a depressed and dark look on his face. He asked for the umpteenth time in his heart whether that person was his biological brother. If he treated him as little as Sister An An, he would have had a fever.

Fragrant.

For several days in a row, Chang Yan stayed at home very peacefully, accompanying Mrs. Chang to tend to the flowers and plants, and watching TV with his mother for a while. He looked completely filial to his son, which made the family feel a little uncomfortable.

The only solution is Chang Mo.

In the evening, Chang Yan still accompanied the two hostesses of the Chang family, waiting for the two male hosts who supported the family to return. But this time, the second time, Chang Yan made the big wall clock in the living room almost burst out of its flowers, but still

Can't hear the doorbell.

Finally, at about half past eight o'clock, Chang's father entered the house with his briefcase, followed by the expressionless Chang Mo. He glanced coldly at the figure sitting in the living room.

This glance immediately gave Chang Yan a creepy feeling. After thinking about it carefully, he had been very obedient in the past few days. He never left or entered.

Just as he was frowning in confusion, he met his father's eyes and heard a suppressed and angry "hum" from his nostrils.

At this time, Chang Yan was sure that the two men of the old Chang family were very dissatisfied with him, but it seemed that he had not caused any trouble.

His eyes rolled around, and he finally glanced at Mrs. Chang who was sitting on the sofa.

The old lady has always doted on her grandson, especially the sweet-mouthed Mo Sun. The low pressure in the room was so strong that everyone could feel it, and naturally understood the look of help from her grandson.

He opened his lips slightly and said calmly: "What's going on? You two show off your face as soon as you enter the door. Who are you showing it to? Could it be me, an old woman?"

As soon as these words came out, Chang's father still dared to keep showing his face. The expression on his face softened a little: "Mom, don't think too much about it, how dare you, son."

Chang's mother, Ning Shuya, took her husband's briefcase and smoothed things over with a smile: "Okay, Shuxue, if you have anything to say, sit down and tell me. Look, as soon as you walked in, it was as if someone owed you a lot of money. No wonder

Mom will think too much."

How could they, who had been married for so many years, not understand the truth, sighing in their hearts that it was probably the younger son who had touched his brow again, but Ah Yan had been very obediently staying at home these days.

"Chang Yan, come here." Chang Shuxue's rich voice was filled with deliberately suppressed anger, and he strode towards the study room.

Chang Yan frowned slightly and glanced at his brother. The latter gave him a look that was asking for blessings, which made his heart instantly freeze. He was sure that this person was definitely not his brother.

Seeing their husband and his wife entering the study one after another, and then the door slamming hard, the two women in the living room felt a thump in their hearts.

"Mozi, what happened? Your father is so angry. Ah Yan has been staying at home these days." Ning Shuya pulled her eldest son and asked doubtfully, with worry in her eyes.

"Mom, grandma, Ah Yan is causing trouble outside again." Chang Mo sighed helplessly as he looked at the two women staring at him, and took out a newspaper from his briefcase.

In the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly, what catches the eye is the headline:

The young prince of the Chang family dumped a famous model ruthlessly, quickly found a new love, got drunk in a bar with his old love, and ended up in the emergency room at night due to stomach bleeding.

The emotional text is accompanied by an oversized picture. The picture shows Chang Yan hugging a slim woman tightly, smiling brightly in the sun.

Because the picture was taken from the angle of Chang Yan, his face is very clear, but the face of the woman in his arms cannot be seen. The other picture is a bit blurry, but it can be seen that it is Chang Yan.

Yan is kissing the woman's cheek.

The other one is a photo of the model being carried into an ambulance with her hair disheveled. Such a sharp contrast.

Ning Shuya also frowned slightly. He knew that her husband hated his son's gossip the most. Although Chang Yan liked to play, what was published in the weekly was nothing more than a long paragraph of conjecture, and only what was true or false was true.

The person involved knows best that something like this was caught off guard...even Chang Mo was a little surprised.

He knew that this weekly magazine had a lot of background. It was from it that the incident between An An and that bastard Li Yifa was exposed. However, there is no smoke without fire. This time, Chang Yan was caught red-handed.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the study, as if something was thrown to the ground and broken into pieces, followed by Chang Shuxue's angry curse: "You are a traitor."

After all, Ning Shuya was still worried that her angry husband would be cruel to her son. She glanced at her mother-in-law. The two exchanged a look of understanding, took out the spare key and walked to the door of the study.

As soon as she unlocked the door, a book flew towards her and was thrown onto her arm with a bang.

Ning Shuya groaned, and when she lowered her eyes and looked down, the place on her arm where she was hit by the corner of the book was already bruised and there were some blood marks.

Chang Shuxue immediately panicked after realizing the reaction, and hurriedly walked around from the desk to his wife: "Why did you come in? Does it matter? Let me see." After saying that, he glared at Mo Zi who also came to the side and said: "

Damn you, why are you hiding, I'm going to knock your mother out. Go get the medicine box."

Chang Yan helplessly cursed in his heart: If you hadn't been so cruel, I wouldn't have been able to hide. How could Mom be hit by the book?

Although I was muttering in my heart, I saw the look in my mother's eyes as she quietly handed him over. I winked and moved my feet quickly.

"Does it hurt? Why don't you go to the hospital and take a X-ray?" Chang Shuxue asked worriedly.

Hearing this, Ning Shuya rolled her eyes at him: "You don't think it's embarrassing, do you? When I went to the hospital, people asked me, what did I say? I was beaten by my husband? Tomorrow's newspaper headline should be Chairman Chang's home

You are a violent wife." At the end of the sentence, the corners of his lips curved upward.

Looking at his wife's smile, Chang Shuxue's expression softened a lot. He helped her sit on a chair aside and said helplessly: "Shu Ya, you and Mom are just too used to that bastard. He

He got into such a big trouble this time, I have to teach him a lesson, otherwise I may not be able to tell him in the future..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the person in front of him.

"Shu Xue, I know you are anxious for the moment, but you have to listen to what A Yan said first, and then I will beat you indiscriminately. I am afraid that I am not the flesh that fell from your body."

"I asked, but he didn't speak and looked stubborn. How could I not do anything when I got angry?" Chang Shuxue got angry when he remembered that Mo Zi stood in front of him without saying a word and seemed to be quite righteous.

Don't come anywhere.

The previous tense situation had eased a lot due to this sudden episode. The wound on Ning Shuya's arm was not serious. It was just that Chang Shuxue was blindly worried about his wife, and the previous anger had long been put aside.

Chang Mo took the opportunity to drag Chang Yan to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Brother, you can't attack me. I won't necessarily lose to you now." Chang Yan looked at his cold-faced brother and made a gesture of self-protection.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Chang Mo raised his eyebrows: "How about giving it a try? We haven't practiced for a long time."

Chang Yan's face instantly showed a lowered attitude: "No, brother, I am your brother, I was just joking." Just kidding, although he has practiced twice, but his brother is not

He was a well-known expert in the army back then, and he would train with him? He was not an idiot.

"Stop being so playful and be serious, what's going on today?" Chang Mo sat down on a chair nearby, looked at his younger brother standing in front of him, and asked with a frown.

"Brother, why are you acting like a prisoner?" Chang Yan said with a playful smile as he sat down on the soft big bed. If it weren't for the increasingly penetrating eyes of his brother in front of him, he would have really wanted to lie down.

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"Answer." Chang Mo raised his foot and kicked his leg, announcing that his patience was limited.

Chang Yan flattened his mouth and looked carefree: "That's all."

"What's going on?"

"Hey...Brother, I was just playing with that little model. I didn't know she was so...if I had known she was like this, I wouldn't have offended her at all. She's not a chaste and virtuous woman. She's just showing off. It's obvious that she is.

Hype.”

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