Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Mobson's dad, he disliked her so much, disliked her.

Huang Ling's identity, is it really that ordinary?

She lives as Huang Ling. In fact, she has the same harshness as Ben De Chang in her bones.

He's not weak, and he doesn't behave so well because he's the father of the man he loves.

This way, she can't do it, let alone... they don't like her yet.

Shit, is Huang Ling really that bad?

After all, she is the real Bender Chang's daughter, her father, the good president of the world!

Huang Ling is so angry, Mobson's father didn't like her, so angry!

She wants to sue!

She called Mobson, shut it down.

He's busy!

She gave him the voice of WeChat: "Brother Mo, your father is here. He told me a lot, he said that I was an ordinary woman who didn't deserve to be tall enough for you. He also influenced your future. He said that you were married to me when you went to country K, so get out of the way! ”

“He asked me to leave you, and I said I couldn't do it, so he told you, if you disgust me and disgust me, just tell me, don't hold it. Don't worry, I'll leave you as soon as you dislike me and dislike me. Besides, Uncle is not handsome without you, the complaint is over! ”

After a sigh of relief, “" the message passed.

My whole body hurts like a broken shelf, but Huang Ling has no sleep at all.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Love without the consent of the elders, really pitiful...

Huang Ling whispered, looking like she was going to cry, I don't know if Brother Mo would really one day, dislike her, dislike her.

Do men, in the end, really like women in Windsor?

Huang Ling was asleep thinking about it.

She's really tired, Mobson, like a beast, grinding her to death.

We were supposed to get some rest in their new house, who knew Mobson's dad was coming.

He must have come to A City without Mobson knowing--

“Huang Ling?” Huang Ling was woken up by Xu Ling Ling.

Huang Ling opened her eyes and her eyes flashed.

She thought it was Mobson who woke her up, getting used to it.

When I saw Xu Lingling's face clearly and the scene in the bedroom, I remembered where she was.

“Didn't you get sick?” Xu Lingling stood in front of the bed and looked at Huang Lingling with concern: “Are you okay? ”

Sick?

Mobson took three days off for her because she was sick?

Huang Ling sat up hard, not sick, but sore all over her body.

At first sight, Xu Lingling quickly bent over and lifted her up: “What's going on? Is it that hard to get up? ”

“High fever, weak all over.” Huang Ling lied.

“The party's over. Didn't you go with Coach Mo? The classmates are talking about you going on a date.” Xu Lingling said.

Huang Ling shrugged, “Do you think Coach Mo will date me? ”

“I don't think so, Coach Mo has a girlfriend. But where were you that night? ”

“We were just out of school together, my girlfriend came over, we ate seafood together, who knew I was allergic to seafood, high fever, hospitalized.” Huang Ling's poor face doesn't look like a lie at all, but every word she wrote was made up.

Alas, how many lies do people have to tell in their lives?

Xu Lingling nodded as if she understood. “Oh, I see. ”