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Chapter 43 Where's My Son?

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    When Ping arrived home, the two babies had already fallen asleep, and Kuan was busy in the studio. When he saw Ping coming back through the surveillance, he hurried down.

    "Are you tired?" Seeing her haggard face, he embraced her.

    I don't know when it started, but Ping no longer resisted Kuan's touch.

    "Where's Jiang Hua? Why doesn't he come up and sit down?"

    "He was so drunk that he didn't know where to sober up."

    "Oh." Kuan picked up Ping, and they both fell on the sofa, Kuan buried his head on her neck.

    "What are you doing?" Ping was not mentally prepared for the sudden enthusiasm.

    "This heart has been hanging until now before it falls, and I will be at ease when I hold you." Kuan rubbed her ears together.

    "Why?"

    "It's okay to start a class reunion. Breaking up a pair is a pair." He clings to her like an octagonal octopus: "My wife is so charming, if she is kidnapped, she will definitely not return it. I'm not going to cry blind  .¡±

    Ping: ""

    Seeing him so pitiful, she couldn't help laughing.

    A tall and big man pretended to be resentful, without any sense of disobedience, and quite contagious, deeply touched the softest part of her heart, and bursts of warmth rose from the bottom of her heart, it turned out that she was with him  So important in mind.

    She gently stroked his hair and embraced him, her heart was so peaceful and full, it felt so good.

    "Is it fun today? Did anything interesting happen?"

    "Yes, in the male alumni push-up competition, the first place can do 87 in one breath."

    "Well, this result is not bad."

    "How many can you make?" Ping pushed him, "Get up and try."

    "Don't." Xiong hugged her even tighter, Mr. Sheng was planning to lean on her and not get up.

    When this man acts coquettishly, his lethality is no less than that of a woman.  Ping couldn't help but laugh at him, there was nothing he could do.

    Ping Fu whispered a few words in his ear, wide eyes lit up, stood up instantly, picked up Ping and walked to the bathroom.

    "You put me down quickly, I will go by myself." This guy misunderstood her meaning again.

    "Lady, let my husband wait for you to take a shower quickly. I can't wait to show you my husband's push-up ability."

    With an evil face on her face, Ping felt that this time she was in the jaws of a tiger again, and she was doomed.

    The moon played hide-and-seek with the clouds, looming, covering its small face and looking at everything in the room shyly.

    Until late at night, it was as if the wind passed without a trace, and everything became calm.

    When she was exhausted, Ping finally knew how many push-ups her husband could do.

    Recently, Jing Fang is busy planning the high-end marriage of Qin Wan, the young wife of the Zhun Zhou family.

    This prospective wealthy daughter-in-law was going to France for a custom order, and she didn't want to get pregnant by accident.

    The Zhou family has a family rule that the daughter-in-law must enter the house before giving birth, so the wedding date can only be advanced, and the auspicious date chosen is May next year.

    The French wedding dress schedule was not available, so Qin Wan chose Jing Fang, who won the special prize in the city's wedding dress design competition.

    This wealthy young mistress is not usually difficult to deal with. Jing Fang has drawn the design draft no less than twenty times before and after, with a new pattern every day.

    No, the eldest young lady called again. She took a fancy to the wedding dress taken by Yang Ying and Huang Xiaoming at the Eiffel Tower, and she asked Jing Fang to design it in this style.

    "Mrs. Zhou, you were seven months pregnant when you got married. This style is not suitable for you, it will make your pregnancy appear very obvious."

    "This is your business, you can find a way to get it done, otherwise why would I spend so much money to hire you?"

    Jing Fang: ""

    "Miss Jing, please send the design draft to Sunshine Garden in a week, that's all."

    The "beep" call was cut off.

    You have money, you drag it, your uncle, your mother's, your grandma's, I cao!

    Jing Fang frantically pinched the phone in her hand, just like pinching Qin Wan, and cursed that crazy woman a hundred times in her heart.

    Calm down!  Calm down!  Jing Fang, you want money, you want to raise a son, you want to eat, you can't offend this cash cow.

    She kept comforting herself, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down a little.

    She opened her eyes, and suddenly found a man sitting at the desk.

    It turned out to be Wang Hui.

    "How did you get in?" She stood up in shock.  This guy is lingering.

      "I said I wanted to find a designer from Jingda University to design a wedding dress, and the lady at the front desk let me in." Wang Hui flashed his gold card.

    It is estimated that the lady at the front desk saw this and decided that he was a big benefactor, so she let him in.

    "Go out." Jing Fang didn't want to see him at all.

    "After I finish speaking, I will leave naturally."

    "I have nothing to say to you. Get out."

    "Where did you hide my son?"

    "He went to live with the children."

    "It's that nonsense again! Which kid's house can he live in at such a young age? Do you think I'm stupid?" Wang Hui's voice became louder as soon as he got excited, and he picked up a heavy wedding dress magazine and smashed it on the ground.  , "You still don't answer my phone on purpose, what do you mean? Jing Fang."

    Colleagues from the office next door ran in and asked what happened. Seeing that Wang Hui was so fierce, they asked Jing Fang if she wanted to invite security over.

    "Okay, you call the security guards, it's better to call the police station and the court, I want to see who is at fault?" Wang Hui's voice became louder.

    More colleagues gathered around, and everyone was guessing the cause of the incident.

    "Let's go out and talk." Jing Fang closed the computer, took her belongings, and pushed Wang Hui out.

    The two came to the tea room opposite the company.

    "Tell me, where did you hide my son?" Wang Hui said it was still his son.

    His son is his lifeblood. In the past few years, if he hadn't had to, he wouldn't have let Jing Fang take him away.

    "I told you on the phone, and I told you just now. Let me say it for the last time now. He went to live at the kid's house. He went to live at the kid's house. I don't want to repeat this topic, can I?" Jing Fang said a little  fed up.

    I just made such a fuss in the office, I don't know what my colleagues will think.  Usually, there is no shortage of men who give her flowers and gifts. She is already famous, and Wang Hui made such a big commotion today, and now it can go viral for a while.  Really provoked a show for nothing.

    "Okay, then give me the phone number of the child's parents, and I will contact them immediately."

    "I didn't save it." I felt a little guilty.

    "You think I'm stupid? Jing Fang, you're still lying to me." Wang Hui was very excited and his voice was loud.

    "You are breaking the law. I have visitation rights to my son. You are hindering me from exercising my rights. I can go to court to sue you." He pointed at Jing Fang's nose and yelled.

    Everyone around paid attention.  In public places, these two loud noises have seriously affected others, and they are too lacking in quality.

    "You go to sue, I'm afraid of you? Since I was pregnant, have you taken care of our mother? What were you doing when I was confinement? What were you doing when the bad guys came to the house to take away my son?  ? Divorced for six years, not paying a cent of child support, never showing your face, do you care about your son's life or death? Now that he has grown up, you are fine, and want to come back to be a ready-made father? You have a good idea! I  Let me tell you, Wang Hui, there is no door."

    Thinking of those desperate years, Jing Fang was very painful. Now that he has managed to live a comfortable life for a few days, why doesn't Jing Fang hate him when he comes to make trouble again?

    The more she spoke, the more angry and excited she became, and her voice became louder: "I just won't let you see him, and I won't let him recognize you, so what can you do?"

    Jing Fang picked up her clothes and left, she didn't want to get entangled with this kind of rotten person any longer.

    "You're playing dirty with me, aren't you? Okay, then I will play with you to the end and see which of us can play better?" Wang Hui said harshly, and he grabbed Jing Fang's clothes and wouldn't let go.

    "Let go of me, you scum." Jing Fang tried hard to shake off Wang Hui's hand.

    "If you don't say anything, please be clear, don't even think about leaving."

    "Let go of me, I have nothing to say to you."

    Seeing that the two were about to move their hands, during the push and push, one of them was unstable, and Jing Fang's body slammed into a strong chest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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