Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song did not worry to come to the hospital, and Huang Ling sat stuffily on the hospital bed.

The bed was raised by Mobson, and she was more comfortable sitting like this.

Mobson sat in front of her bed with a book reciting her romantic and amazing love stories.

Huang Ling was not as wrapped up as a mummy before, but was still wearing a thick cloth with a large piece of white gauze on the wound.

The gauze on his face was removed and the wounds on his face and forehead were scabbed by glass shards, which appeared to leave scars.

Without that gauze covering her face, Mobson could clearly see her dull expression.

Mobson thinks she's listening to the amazing love story he's reading, and she's trapped in grief.

So... he reads harder.

Until Song Wuxi came in, Huang Ling returned to God and his eyes lit up: “No worries, you're here! ”

Mobson picked an eyebrow and looked at Huang Ling. Why does he have a delusion that he is not as worried as Song Ling in his heart?

Mobson stopped reading stories, sat there silently and watched them.

Song Li Xiao came in with her breakfast for Huang Ling and Mobson. She handed it to Mobson: “Your breakfast, eat first. ”

Mobson gave it to me, "Thank you. ”

Mobson got up, walked into the restaurant, and took the breakfast out.

Huang Ling looked at Song without concern.

Song Li sat down and smiled at Huang Ling's face: “I don't know if I can get rid of the scar in the future. ”

Huang Ling doesn't care about scars on her face right now.

Pastoral sent a divorce certificate, and now she's free.

Mobson didn't dislike her, she just ignored the wound on her face.

She looked at Song Li in the dark: “I watched all the news on the internet, TV reports, I watched it too. ”

Song looked at Huang Ling with no worries. She knew that Huang Ling would continue to speak, so she did not intervene and listened quietly.

“Don't worry, the old pictures, the old stinking things, were all turned up and capitalized.” Huang Ling looked at Song Li with shame: “It's me, I let you do this. ”

“Silly girl, what are you blaming yourself for?” Song Wuoxiao smiled and looked seriously at Huang Ling: “Huang Ling, don't you ever think about your past life, hmm? You are no longer Song Li of your previous life, you are now Huang Ling. Now, what Song Min Xiao becomes, how much public opinion she receives from society, is all about Song Min Xiao, let her bear it, don't blame yourself, don't feel guilty, you will only make me more unhappy. ”

“Those photos, the old stink, the arrogance and lethargy of Song, nobody in my eyes, are me. But how can I not feel guilty if I ask you to do this? If I wasn't so arrogant at first, I'd do so many stupid things.” Huang Ling whispered.

“Aren't you well now? Huang Ling is pretty cute and has a man who likes himself and likes himself. ”

“What will you do next?” Huang Ling asked worried.

“He will live well, manage the Song family, earn some money, and when he returns, he will have some money to give him back up in Dongshan. ”

“But when will Koko be back? ”

When will Song come back after a loss and darkness in her eyes... how will she know?

Then she looked resolutely at Huang Ling: "I don't know when I'll be back, but I'm sure he will! ”

“After all this time, where the hell is he?” Huang Ling was worried.