Pregnant and married
She was looking forward to marrying the man she had lived for thirteen years, but she didn't want him to marry another woman without a word, making her a joke. On his wedding night, she got so drunk that she went to smash open the door of his cave room. But she didn't want to, she went to the right door but met the wrong person, and she was still a person she couldn't afford to provoke. This person is her boyfriend's brother-in-law and the brother of her rival. A man who can cover the sky with one hand, a chaebol who is already cross-legged before the age of thirty and has a fortune of hundreds of billions, and a demon who has a black belly and a black belly no matter how handsome he looks is! Unexpectedly pregnant, the matter was exposed, and she was pushed to the forefront. "The child is mine." In front of everyone, he stood up and took responsibility. When the son got married, one had to marry, and the other had to marry. He was unattainable and unattainable, but because of that misfortune overnight, she confirmed her identity. Others say that marrying him is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes, and it has made all women red-eyed. But she felt that marrying him was simply a sin that had been cultivated for several lifetimes. In addition to making the ex-boyfriend regret it and heartbroken, there is no benefit. Say why is he bad? Player? NO! He doesn't bother, from the company to the home, there are all male subordinates around him, but, every once in a while, those personal male secretaries and personal male lawyers will bite his ears and shake a small hand with him very intimately, and stage an infinite relationship. Say he's bad? He was really wronged! In the middle of the winter night, he took off his scarf and wrapped it around her neck gently, and said affectionately: "Honey, don't catch a cold! Moved, she asked him, "You'll catch a cold without a scarf!" He turned around and got into the car: "It doesn't matter, I have heating, you can walk back slowly!" Once, she couldn't help but grab his collar and ask, "Ou Muye, do you love me or not?" He laughed: "How do I know if my mother loves you or not?" Another day you call France and ask her personally! ”