Sweet Wife, be Good!

These words made Zhuang Shihao's mood a little more relaxed. His tone was not as serious as before, and he said, "Indispensable, I am still a law-abiding businessman after all."

Assistant Zhang listened to his mood getting better, and then he dared to tell the truth: "As a man and a bystander, the things you always did before are really too much. How many times have Fang always waited for you? Work, and deliberately make her think you are with other women. I don’t know why you do this, but it’s really too much."

The relationship between Assistant Zhang and Fang Lan was pretty good, and with this opening, he couldn't stop the car and revealed the truth.

After that, I am a little worried. This companion is like a companion tiger. If the fake is gone for a year, my girlfriend will soon be lost, right?

Zhuang Shihao said lightly: "It's too much. I'm really a bastard."

Assistant Zhang was shocked: "Mr. Zhuang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you can go on annual leave, then go, don't wait for tomorrow." Zhuang Shihao finished speaking and hung up the phone.

He plunged his hands into his short hair, and his heart was sad.

He didn't blame Mrs. Zhuang, the person who did the wrong thing was himself, and blamed other people, it was all cowardly and useless.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting, but his cell phone rang from time to time, annoying that he had to pick it up.

Mother Zhuang's voice came: "Son, are you okay?"

Weeping with depression sounded a bit annoying.

It also made it difficult for Zhuang Shihao to say anything loudly.

"It's okay."

When Mother Zhuang heard her son's voice, she was relieved a lot: "Then what, Youyou are coming to eat tonight, are you coming back?"

"Well, come. Have you talked to Fang Lan?"

"That's it, she said to send Youyou here tonight." Mother Zhuang saw that her son was okay, and her mood improved a lot.

"Then I'll come here early." Zhuang Shihao finished speaking, and then drove home.

Father and mother Zhuang stayed here, and Aunt Zhang helped him clean up the house, and stayed here for dinner.

Mother Zhuang remembered to send Fang Lan an address, only to realize that there was no new contact information for Fang Lan, and hurriedly asked: "Shihao, do you have Fang Lan's new number?"

"Yes." Although Zhuang Shihao didn't record it on his mobile phone, he remembered it clearly in his head and reported directly to Mrs. Zhuang.

Mother Zhuang looked at him strangely, he remembered so clearly?

Zhuang Shihao went to the bathroom, took a good shower, then changed his clothes and went out.

"Son, where are you going?" Mother Zhuang asked.

"Take Youyou."

Zhuang Shihao drove out, a trace of anxiety spread in his heart, and he would see Fang Lan and Youyou in a moment.

Now every time I see Fang Lan, his emotions have become more intense and uncontrollable than the last time, and every time his thoughts and thoughts will have greater changes.

This made him feel a little eager.

When I arrived at the kindergarten entrance, it was still very early before the end of school. He was considered to be early, and it was too early.

He wanted to send a message to Fang Lan, telling her that he had come to meet Youyou.

I was also afraid that she would not come over if she knew that she had picked up Youyou.

After weighing it, this information cannot be sent out.

Zhuang Shihao put away his fingers, and could only delete the typed words one by one.

I wanted to say a few words to Fang Lan, but I didn't know where to start.

For a few years, he was locked in by his own arrogance and preconceived pride, trapped inside. In order to maintain his pride, he stepped Fang Lan's pride under his feet. He and her had nothing in common.