10 We are married, but you are not my husband
The swaggering Ferrari was docked on the side of the factory, and some acquaintances came over to say hello.
"Lao Huang, this is ......" A middle-aged man with a big belly walked over, smacked the car, looked at Wang Zi and asked Huang Zhongli.
"This is ...... Momo's friend. She told him to give me a ride. ā
"How many years have we been friends and are you still keeping it a secret from me? I've watched him get out of the car and open the door for you, and light a cigarette for you himself, I'm afraid...... It's your fast son-in-law, right? Hehe......"
"Lao Liu, don't talk nonsense here." Huang Zhongli drank low.
"Of course Uncle Liu is talking nonsense, if you want to be serious, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter my master's door in the future!" A short, sturdy man in his thirties and forties walked over.
"Ah Niu, you ......" Lao Liu sneered.
"Others don't know, don't you know the relationship between this girl Momo and Zhenfeng? She is already the daughter-in-law recognized by her mother! We can't let the fertilizer flow into the fields of outsiders! Uncle Huang, do you say yes? ā
"This ......"
"Zhenfeng will come out tomorrow. Let's just wait for a lover to finally get married. After Ah Niu finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Zi coldly and threw away his sleeves.
Uncle Liu and Huang Zhongli looked at each other.
Wang Zi didn't say a word, and got into the carriage with a calm face. The car rushed out like the wind.
Mo Mo pinched the time to walk out of the house, and as soon as he arrived at the alley, he saw Wang Zi reclining on the front of the car, with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other. The gaze falls in the distance.
Looking at the casual silhouette, Mo Mo was stunned for a moment.
Mo Mo walked over, pretended to cough, and didn't move. She stamped her foot again, but he ignored it.
She gave him a suspicious look, angry?
After smoking, he slowly turned around, slowly sat into the car, and started the engine. The speed of the car is very fast.
But he never looked at her again.
I'm used to the arguments and bars when the two get along, and now it's quiet all of a sudden, and it feels weird.
"Why do you say I'm your driver and don't say it's your husband?" He finally spoke.
"Are you my husband?" Momo asked rhetorically.
"Isn't it?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Have you ever seen a husband who stuffed a man into your room in the middle of the night?"
Wang Zi gasped and looked at her: "So what? ā
The street was a little deserted at midnight, and Mo Mo looked out the window and said word by word:
"So, even though we're married, you're not my husband."
The carriage fell silent again, and it was not until it reached Wang Zi's private villa, "Ziyuan", that neither of them said a word.
"Where do I live?" Mo Mo asked Wang Zi, who had been gloomy all the time.
The rooms are on the ground floor.
When I saw it, I remembered what I had done. At this moment, he wanted to destroy the entire first floor.
"Second floor." He said lightly: "There is a small room in the study. You live there. ā
"I'd better live on the first floor." Thinking that it was his study, it was somewhat inconvenient.
"The yellow-haired wolves often spend the night on the first floor. If you don't mind being a lamb, it's up to you! ā
"That'...... Then I'll live on the second floor. ā
Wang Zi took two steps and looked back at her: "If I say ...... Last time it was just a prank with no malice, believe it or not? ā
"If you were me, would you believe it?"
Wang Zi thought for a moment and shook his head: "However, we are really just ...... Just wanted to test ......"
"Are you satisfied with the results of the temptation?" Momo stood coldly on the stairs and looked down at him.
"You ...... that night," Wang Zi wanted to say and stopped.
"For the sake of peaceful coexistence, I built yƬ, what happened that night, you better not mention a word in the future!"