A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!She got up in a hurry, without wearing her high heels, and ran out of the office with the car key.

As soon as Anguo stepped on the accelerator, the small broken car flew out, squeezing into traffic on the main road.

The first traffic light started to block.

She pressed her thin lips tightly, waiting for ten minutes before the car moved a few meters in the pile like an ant.

I dialed my mother's number on the phone, but my mother didn't answer it.

An Guo slammed his fist on the steering wheel, then hit the landline.

The servant picked it up, but couldn't say anything. There was another noisy over there and the line was disconnected.

An Guo looked at the phone and listened to the busy tone. In the blink of an eye, his eyes were red.

Imagine such a day, five or six months of pregnancy in the United States, often a nightmare when a mother finds out she secretly gave birth to a child.

After returning to China these days, many things were busy, An Guo was distracted, and her mother didn't realize that people were always like this, became inert, and procrastinated not to think about these upsetting things.

She gritted her teeth, her lips and teeth pale in this dusky sky, not afraid, not guilty, but afraid that her mother could not hold her body at this moment.

Damn not answering the phone and not listening to the explanation.

Which goddamn ran to tell the secret?!

Her heart was scorched, but she was stuck in the middle of the road, unable to advance or retreat.

Called Weiwei, but said she was not in city A.

An Guo was helpless, crying for a while, and had to move one step at the peak of the traffic jam after get off work, calling the landline without interruption and repeating mechanically.

It has been an hour and a half since I returned to the apartment.

Mom’s mobile phone, home landline, never answered her call.

Parked the car at the door of the apartment complex, An Guo ran in, panting and standing at the door with his legs and feet numb, beating the door vigorously, and shouting inside.

She didn't even notice the hoarse cry.

After a while, the door of the apartment creaked open, and the servant looked at her like this and drew people in distressedly: "Miss."

"Where is my mother?" An Guo looked at the living room.

The servant's eyes flashed a little, "Miss, don't worry, your mother is fine."

"Where is she?" An Guo didn't change her shoes, and her bag fell on the ground to look for someone in the house: "Mom? Mom, mom, I was wrong. Don't be angry, okay..."

After the conversation, An Guo was taken aback.

In the kitchen, Zhou Xuejuan turned around her busy back in the bib, her eyes were still a little red, but they weren't the terrible appearance that An Guo had imagined as a severe asthma attack. She had cried, but she looked okay.

An Guo ran over, nervous and puzzled: "Mom is making dinner,"

At first glance, there were six dishes on the counter.

An Guo looked up at Zhou Xuejuan, a little confused, "Mom..."

She felt weird.

Zhou Xuejuan put down the spatula and washed her hands. The water from one hand hit An Guo's head. She was still very angry: "Dead girl! She has a face to call her mother. Mom tells you, this is endless! Who is the father? I have to settle accounts with you too!"

An Guo couldn't understand, and his tongue knotted: "Mom... Mom, do you mean the child's father?"

Zhou Xuejuan turned back to turn off the small fire and snorted, "It's upstairs."

An Guo froze for two full minutes.

Zhou Xuejuan took the dishes out of the pot, only to hear her daughter run out of the kitchen with a howl.000 literature www.000wx.com

She put the dishes and said that it was hot and the servant came over. But when her mother's eyes were red, her mouth was smiling: "Don't, I will come personally. Master Wen is the first time to come back home, so a big person. To blame is to blame. , You still have to have the etiquette that you should have, don’t say that you have been treated favorably with Wang Jia, my original partner does not know the rules."

"Madam, what are you talking about? That slut and her daughter are probably still smug right now. How can they know that our young lady gave birth to Master Wen!"

Zhou Xuejuan raised her eyes with a serious expression, "Sister Zhang, it is not worth mentioning that Guoguo is unmarried and giving birth to a child. It is also a scandal for my Zhou family to give birth to someone."

Sister Zhou was taken aback, too scared to speak any more.

After taking care of Zhou Xuejuan for so many years and knowing this person's temperament, Xu was abandoned by An Tao back then, a little gloomy and overly self-esteem.

In fact, in these years, the lady and the lady living together will be affected by the gloomy atmosphere of the mother, which is very hard.

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Anguo ran upstairs in two steps in three steps.

In a duplex apartment, there are two rooms upstairs, her bedroom and mother's bedroom.

She ran to the door of her bedroom and opened the door, and saw the back of the tall Qingjun who was almost up to the roof in the small house. The man was standing in the middle of the room with his back facing her, his slender fingers holding her dressing table. A gadget of, is about to put down.

Hearing hurriedly was a sound, but I was not frightened, and there was no trace of embarrassment in the calm and dumb facial features, and the side eyes looked at her, the black eyes were deep and clear in the light.

An Guo was stunned, his head buzzing.

No, it's really him.

The facial features are still so clear and three-dimensional, but the outline looks thinner, and the eyes are blue and black, which can't hide the fatigue.

White shirt, dark blue thick jacket, a pair of long legs wrapped in dark brown pants, it is a cashmere texture fabric, very heavy, take advantage of the pair of beige handmade leather shoes.

No matter what, it's as clean as ever.

The smell on the body has not changed, and it makes people smell the nose like a filter, refreshing and charming masculine breath.

She was dizzy for a while, and her head was also dizzy. Only when she thought of it, she realized that she should be so angry that she exploded!

Anguo walked over in two steps, one step away from him, this person did not move, she was a long body, and she glanced at the empty corridor with the door open behind her, biting two rows of teeth and lowering her voice: "Wen, Jin Hua!"

From the bottom of the man's eyes, quietly look at the woman's roaring oval face, because of her white skin, it looks a little sweet.

An Guo snatched his favorite little object in his hand, threw it on the bed, furious, and angered him: "Do you have a problem with your brain? Why are you coming to my mother? You are too cruel! If you have something to do with me alone, I Mom is not in good health..."

Her voice trembled again, and Xingyuan glared at him with the helpless and very angry eyes.

Wen Jinhuai knew she was going to be angry.

But I don't know if I will cry or not when I see this woman.

He glanced at her anxiously red-eyed rabbit, walked a step with long legs, her voice was clear and she wanted to speak, and the voice of Sister Zhang downstairs came: "Master Wen, Miss, you can have dinner!"

An Guo did not move.

The man blocked by her did not move either.

Four eyes face each other.

An Guo had a lot of questions in his mind for a moment, but he didn't know which one to ask first.

Downstairs, Zhou Xuejuan brought food out: "Guoguo."

An Guo was most afraid of his mother at the moment, angrily dropped his hands, clenched tightly, glared at this man again, and turned around.

This person picked up the gray coat that he had put down just now on the light yellow girl's boudoir's bed, and his eyebrows were drooping, staring at the slender figure in front of him, and then he went downstairs.

This apartment has been around for a long time. The living room area of ​​the old-fashioned apartment is small, and the dining room is located in the corner of the living room.

It can be seen that my mother has cleaned up especially, and she is a little anxious, because the vase is placed under the table before it can be taken away.