Li Zhongzhong hadn't returned to the villa for many days, and every day after work, he went to the bar and used alcohol to anesthetize his nerves, and only when he was drunk would he think about nothing.

The careful Wu Zihan noticed the changes in Li Zhongzhong, and persuaded him many times, "Zhongzhong, what can you say, it is very dangerous for you to torture yourself like this, the sequelae of the car accident are still there, and once the intracranial hemorrhage is in trouble." ”

"Lao Wu, you don't care about me, it's just right to die, you can be pure, I'm more painful to live than to die, I pretend to be smart, I deserve such retribution." Li Zhongzhong pushed Wu Zihan away and continued to drink his cocktail.

Wu Zihan shook his head helplessly, so he had to wait aside to take care of the drunk Li Zhongzhong and return to the company. However, he already vaguely felt that the reason why Li Zhongzhong was like this must be related to his wife Feng Yulan, otherwise why didn't Li Zhongzhong return home?

Even when he returned to the villa, Li Zhongzhong was already drunk. Although Feng Yulan is a vicious woman, her love for Li Zhongzhong is out-and-out, she originally wanted to cherish this hard-won love, but God turned against her.

"Loyalty, no matter what I've done wrong, don't you spoil your body like this, okay?" Feng Yulan saw that Li Zhongzhong was drunk again, and stepped forward to help him in distress.

"Get out of the way and take your dirty hands!" Li Zhongzhong shook off Feng Yulan's hand vigorously, staggered into the guest room, slammed the door, and closed the door.

Feng Yulan's tears flowed down uncontrollably, she frantically rushed to the door of the guest room, and knocked on the door hard: "Loyalty, I was wrong, you open the door!" Loyal! ”

Just when Feng Yulan banged on the door, a handsome little face appeared at the door of the children's room, and Li Moxin, who was a little at a loss, secretly looked at her mother, she didn't know why her father locked her mother out of the door.

Nanny Wang Chaozhen also secretly wiped her tears in her room, the reason for the conflict between Li Zhongzhong and Feng Yulan, her heart was like a mirror, but what could she do?

This situation has lasted for many years, until Li Moxin was admitted to university, maybe it was the flow of time that diluted Li Zhongzhong's hatred, maybe it was because he was older, Li Zhongzhong didn't want to quarrel anymore, and the conflict between him and Feng Yulan became less and less, but the Cold War replaced the noise, and Li Zhongzhong almost didn't say a word when he returned home, eating, sleeping, and going to work.

Feng Yulan also slowly adapted to Li Zhongzhong's indifference to her, but whenever night came, she was in the prime of her youth, tossing and turning alone in bed, and her inner desire for the opposite sex made her hatred for Li Zhongzhong slowly accumulate, but she didn't feel it.

But one thing happened, so that her love finally turned into hate!

Li Zhongzhong went abroad to discuss business, Feng Yulan was bored at home, thinking that she hadn't been to the company for a long time, so she drove to Tianlong Group.

As soon as she walked to the door of the president's office, Director Huo Jiaqiang immediately stopped her, "Ms. Feng, I'm sorry, Mr. Li has an explanation, no one can enter this office when he is away, please go back." ”

Feng Yulan didn't expect that a small company employee would dare to come forward to stop her, and the anger that had been accumulated for a long time finally broke out, "What are you?" Dare to stop me! ”

Huo Jiaqiang's face changed slightly, but he was still blocking the door, "Ms. Feng, I am on the order of the executive president, please understand me." ”

Where did Feng Yulan have time to listen to him, she tore Huo Jiaqiang away, and forcibly walked into the president's office.

Huo Jiaqiang shook his head helplessly and walked in. In the face of Feng Yulan's strength, does Huo Jiaqiang have any other choice?

The furnishings in the office did not change, Feng Yulan walked into the small suite where Li Zhongzhong slept, it didn't matter, the jealousy burned and distorted Feng Yulan's face.

Li Zhongzhong's bedside prominently placed a collection of poems he wrote for Xia Yuhe, reading the curl of the book, Li Zhongzhong must read almost every night.

Feng Yulan rushed to the bed, stretched out her hand to pick up the poetry collection, and tore it up vigorously, "Xia Yuhe, why are you a dead ghost fighting for loyalty with me, Xia Yuhe, I hate you!" "Pieces of paper are flying around, Feng Yulan's hair is scattered, and she looks extremely terrifying.

Huo Jiaqiang felt that it was not good to stay in the room at this time, so he slowly retreated, walked aside, called Li Zhongzhong, and reported to him what happened here.

"Director Huo, let her make trouble! You are busy with your own business. Li Zhongzhong's voice came from the phone receiver.

Since Mr. Li ordered so, Huo Jiaqiang simply left Feng Yulan there alone, and let her make trouble!

Women are like this, when someone watches the trouble, she will never get tired, once there are no spectators, it will stop immediately, who else will she make trouble to? Feng Yulan was tired and sat on the floor, looking at the shredded paper all over the floor, a white smile appeared on her face.

Feng Yulan didn't expect that after so many years, she still lost to Xia Yuhe, and the temporary victory was only a short-term happiness! Xia Yuhe, Li Zhongzhong! I hate you guys to death!

Feng Yulan returned to the villa and locked herself in the bedroom. Wang Chaozhen saw that Feng Yulan's face was wrong, and she didn't dare to step forward to disturb.

Feng Yulan lit a lady's cigarette, looked at the smoke rising from the curls, her face was cloudy, and a sense of crisis was quietly approaching her.

Li Moxin will graduate from college next year, Li Zhongzhong has been holding back, is he waiting for this opportunity? Son Li Xin is still an adult, and he is still in high school in the United States, if Li Zhongzhong transfers all the family property to Li Moxin, wouldn't the two of them be a bamboo basket?

No way! You can't sit still, even for the sake of your son, you have to come up with a complete strategy. Feng Yulan thought about it for a long time, and felt that the safest way was to control the Tianlong Group in her own hands, but Li Zhongzhong became the biggest obstacle to her plan.

Feng Yulan never wanted to kill Li Zhongzhong, first, she loved him and was reluctant; The second is that the ghost knows whether Li Zhongzhong has left any will, which contains content that is unfavorable to their mother and son. How can we safely control Tianlong Group?

For a whole day, Feng Yulan didn't take a step out of the bedroom, Wang Chaozhen was worried about her body, and walked to the door of the bedroom several times, wanting to invite Feng Yulan downstairs for dinner, but in the end she didn't dare to disturb.

When it was dark, Feng Yulan went downstairs with a haggard face, "Mom Wang, I'm hungry, help me cook a bowl of noodles." ”

"Hey! I'll go. Wang Chaozhen agreed and went to the kitchen.

After eating noodles, Feng Yulan drove to a dog breeding base on the outskirts of Jinghua City. On the way she made a few phone calls, and when her car came to the door of the kennel base, a short man was already waiting for her.

Without waiting for Feng Yulan to get out of the car, the short man walked to the window and asked, "You are Ms. Feng, right?" The medicine is ready, does the money bring it? ”

Feng Yulan sat in the car, picked up a paper bag from the passenger seat, and handed out the window, "One hundred thousand, one cent is not a lot." ”

The short man threw up the paper bag and shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "Look at your car, look at your people, there should be no less." Oh, this is a drug, purely imported, and the domestic one does not have that effect. ”

Feng Yulan took a small brown medicine bottle, didn't speak, and directly turned the car and left.

Looking at the taillights in the distance, the short man shook his head puzzled, "What kind of dog is worth spending 100,000 yuan to euthanize it, these rich people are really incomprehensible." ”

PS: The flower list has been pulled down a lot, there are flowers smashed out, what are you waiting for??