I Love You, Stupid Woman!

Chapter 83: I actually don't like the coffee table too short

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Mulberry!Sang Wan has lived alone in the so-called home for two days and is very familiar.

When the car stopped, Sang Wan opened the door directly and dialed out a number already adjusted on the phone screen.

The other end is quickly connected.

"Hello, I was Sang Wan who was interviewed yesterday. May I ask... Lin Muchen what are you doing?!"

Sang Wan stared angrily at the man who snatched her phone. He wanted to do it, but he stopped timidly in his cold eyes, "Sang Wan, if you want this company to go bankrupt because of you, then you can go to work."

"..."

Sang Wan was really going to cry with anger, "Lin Muchen, you are unreasonable!"

"Do I need to reason with you?" The man sneered, put her mobile phone in his pocket, and walked into the door without looking back.

"Give me your phone back!" Sang Wan chased him up and asked him for a phone. When he went up the steps, he didn't step on it firmly. He fell down hard with a bump. Tears came out after the pain. For some reason, he forbeared all the grievances of the morning. Unable to suppress it, she sat on the steps propped up, kicked off her high heels, and concentrated on crying.

The kind of crying without sound.

His teeth were about to bite his lips, the hot teardrops smashed down and landed on his knees, as if being wronged by the world.

Isn't it just being abandoned by the world?

Everyone misunderstood her, thinking that she was sorry for Song Huaian and Jiang Tian. After Song Huaian was in jail, not many people knew that after more than two months, the storm finally passed, and the bastard Lin Muchen pushed her to the forefront!

"Sangwan, you had better not cry to me."

For a while, when Lin Muchen's voice rang coldly, Sang Wan ignored it.

Why should she cry to him?

Who is he?

"Mother Zhang, come out."

After a moment of stalemate, Lin Muchen shouted at the door.

After ten o'clock, Zhang's mother was busy lunching in the kitchen, when she heard the voice and quickly washed her hands out, "Sir, what's your order?"

Finally, I heard Lin Muchen sneer, "Look at her, don't get up without crying for three hours."

"..."

Zhang Ma couldn't help but pulled her eyebrows. Lin Muchen had already turned around and entered.

"Madam, what's the matter with you and your husband?" Zhang Ma was in a dilemma. She had to listen to Lin Muchen's words, but it really took three hours to cry, and she couldn't cry blindly?

I don't know if it's the antagonism.

The tears that couldn't stop crying, because Lin Muchen's abnormal order came to an abrupt end, Sang Wan sniffed, and sat on the ground with his hands around his calves and did not get up, "It's all right."

She obviously didn't want to say.

Upon seeing this, Zhang's mother didn't ask anything too often, "Then I will go in and get a towel to wipe your face."

"No need for Zhang Ma." Sang Wan endured the pain in her ankle, stood up, walked in, and completely forgotten someone's order to cry for three hours. "You are busy, I will wash my face by myself. it is good."

Entering the door, Sang Wan changed his slippers, which made his feet feel better.

Seeing her walking towards the stairs, Zhang Ma thought she was going to find Lin Muchen, with a gratified expression on her face, "You and your husband will tell you, if you are a girl, you can't do anything with you."

"..."

Sang Wan knew that Zhang's mother was kind, but the matter between her and Lin Muchen really couldn't be solved by acting like a baby, not to mention the relationship between them that would make her acting like a baby.

The reason she went upstairs was just that... unhappy!

Early in the morning, he asked her to be like a running errand brother, so he didn't care about giving clothes, and he actually pressed her against the glass in front of another woman...

He also caused her to lose her new job, and the most excessive thing was to make their relationship public!

She is the one who was bullied, so why is she crying?

He still has the face to let Zhang Ma supervise her crying for three hours!

It seemed like she was the one who ran out and slept with other women for three nights after getting married!

A bastard!

Moral!

Thinking of this, Sang was always fighting with others when he got stairs at night, but unexpectedly, the person who entered the room was not there.

Exactly!

Sang Wan didn't look for him everywhere, so he took a set of clean clothes and went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower and putting on clean clothes, he applied some medicated oil to his red and swollen ankles, but the depression in his chest couldn't dissipate, and he went downstairs for lunch with a straight face.

When she arrived at the restaurant, the man was already there.

I didn't wait for her, holding a bowl in her hand and eating it herself.

It's not uncommon for him to wait anyway.

Sang Wan sat down at the farthest position away from him, without saying a word, holding up his rice bowl and immersed himself in eating.

The cold war is only, who won't?

A meal sang late to eat...indigestion.

Obviously, I have tried my best to ignore the existence of that person, only when I am eating alone, anyway, since living in this house, she has been eating alone.

But I can't ignore it!

This person is not a shrimp soldier or a passerby. Even if he just eats quietly without saying a word, the invisible and powerful aura is uncomfortable...

"Mother Zhang." Lin Muchen finished eating, and did not rush to get up after putting down the dishes.

Mom Zhang was in the kitchen and heard the voice hurriedly coming over. But before he had time to ask him what he had ordered, he had spoken blankly, "Ignore my orders and deduct a week's salary."

"..." Mother Zhang turned pale with fright, "Sir, I..."

"Or just leave." Lin Muchen didn't have the patience to listen to his explanation, and coldly left another choice, got up and left the table and went upstairs.

In fact, Lin Muchen is a very good employer. She pays more wages than other families, and she is very good at serving her. She has been with him for so many years and was deducted for the first time...

Zhang's mother is not willing to lose her job, so naturally she can't say much.

But Sangwan is different--

bump!

She buckled her rice bowl on the table very hard, got up to catch up, "Lin Muchen, you have the ability to rush to me, Zhang Ma is older, are you embarrassed to deduct her salary?"

This chase entered the room one after another.

When Sang Wan entered, he had already sat down on the sofa, with his left leg resting on his right leg, and a book spread out on his knee, flipping through it leisurely.

"Lin Muchen, if you think I'm upset, you can divorce me directly. What are you doing for Zhang Ma?" Sang Wanwan wanted to step forward and tear off the skin of his beast, but the impulse and impulse finally endured it. It is very realistic. One question, she must not be able to beat him in a fight.

But she was ignored at all!

Sang Wan was really stunned and figured it out. She didn't care about the marriage anyway. She was bullied by him all morning for no reason, and she swallowed her anger.

It's best to make the world fall apart, and the two divorced at once!

Really, as long as she can get rid of him, Sang Wan can probably wake up with a smile in her dreams...

"Lin Muchen, when you speak, don't you have to deduct Zhang's salary?" When she spoke, she gritted her teeth and rushed to take the book off her knee, then threw it aside with a snap, her angry eyes staring hard. He sees!

Lin Muchen reacted when the book was taken away. He raised his head and looked at her with a pair of quiet black eyes.

For the first second, Sang Wan was stunned, but he still supported it, "You..."

"In what capacity are you questioning my decision?" This person quietly folded her hands around her chest, and interrupted her unfinished words in a weak voice.

Identity...

Sang Wan was choked and didn't want to say those two words. It was just such a short time. The man asked again, "So what does the punishment of a servant have to do with you?"

"..."

Forget it.

When a monk strikes the clock one day, isn't it more shameless than anyone else?

"You punish Mom Zhang because she didn't watch me crying for three hours. Lin Muchen forced her wife to cry for three hours. You are already considered domestic violence!"

"Yeah." Lin Muchen sneered, "I don't know that there is a wife who pushes my husband into others' arms."

"..."

Is he embarrassed to turn over the old accounts?

Why did she push him out?

It was as if she forced him to go to bed with Gu Jiaojiao with a gun!

Sang Wan followed with a sneer, "I just like to have fun, can't you? Who knows that I just pushed you out, you just walked with other women for three days and three nights without looking back!"

"Oh? So you care about me?"

"Yeah!" Sang Wan gritted his teeth, already wishing to peel him alive, chop him up and throw it out to feed the dog!

"So Sangwan..." Upon hearing this, Lin Muchen frowned tightly, "You have been reluctant to hand over the child, just to get my heart?"

"..."

Can he talk more?

"Yes, you're right." Sang Wan nodded her head, with a fake smile on her face. If she showed her a mirror, she would have to scold hypocrisy, "I love you to die and live, when Mrs. Lin feels It's really great, if you don't fall in love with me, I won't be able to give the child to you in my life!"

You see how vicious I am, it would be a sad life for Miss Gu of your family. You should divorce me sooner!

Sang Wan said half to leave half, slandered for a while, and almost rolled his eyes at this bastard when he said those words!

"Then you continue to be in front of you." He suddenly got up from the sofa and pushed forward.

"Huh?" Sang Wan stepped back subconsciously, forgetting that there was a coffee table behind him, and sitting on the coffee table with a touch of his butt. Before he got back to his senses, the man in front of him had already bent over and leaned over, "You said, Mrs. Lin felt like Is it really great?"

"...Yes, that's right!" Sang Wan began to stammer, desperate for face.

"So..." He put his hands on both sides of her body, close at hand, the corners of his lips suddenly aroused a touch of playfulness, "Is that a good bed, a good balcony, a good floor, a good desk, or a good coffee table?"

"..." Sang Wan was completely speechless with Ji Ling, so that his hands on the coffee table slipped, and the whole person lay down weakly.

Above, he is still holding on.

Sang Wan watched the corners of his lips become more playful, froze, and when he recovered, his legs had been opened by his big hands, and they were placed on the coffee table as an'M', "I don't like the coffee table too short. But will you just feel it?"