"Lord Whip, for the sake of the upcoming presidential candidate's nomination, you are trying to win over the people of the Election Committee every day, and you are deliberately trying to squeeze out Nan Duyuan, you want to be president, you want to be deadly, you have time to care about our children?"

"You, father, ask yourself if you know that Yichen is still alive, will you be concerned, and Zhuang'er, do you think you are qualified to face Yichen and Zhuang'er?"

"You only have power in your heart, and you don't have children at all. You don't have the right to question me! Min Huixian said heartbroken to her husband.

"I didn't tell you about Yichen because you disappointed me too much in Zhuang'er's attitude." After Min Huixian finished speaking, when she thought of Min Zhuang'er, whose whereabouts are still unknown, she felt uncomfortable.

When it comes to Min Zhuang'er, Jun Xiaoyan's European-style phoenix eyes have a layer of cold light that no one can understand.

Min Huixian said, took a step angrily, walked in front of Jun Xiaoyan, and stared at her husband.

"Xiao Yan, ask yourself, what kind of feelings do you have for Zhuang'er? Father, or something else? ”

Min Huixian asked a heartbroken question, but what she was waiting for in the end was her husband's unfathomable eyes, that overly handsome face, with something too deep and too complicated in it, like a misty forest.

If Jun Xiaoyan also has love, then this man's love is a rose bush covered with barbed wire, and when he obtains roses, he will inevitably be covered in bruises and blood.

She is like this, and so is Zhuang'er.......

"I'm asking you!" Facing Jun Xiaoyan's feelings as deep as the sea, and his heart as cold and hard as a stone on the bottom of the sea, Min Huixian was really at a loss.

Jun Xiaoyan had a long and upright handsome figure, slowly took a step back, leaning against the table in the party whip's office, not yet putting on a blazer and wearing a dark blue tie.

Every morning, men tie their ties, and there was a time when Zhuang'er helped his father tie his tie, but after Zhuang'er left, he never let Min Huixian touch it in the past three years.

Min Huixian's gaze crossed every detail of him, the rolled up white shirt sleeves, and the green arm lines.

"Huixian." After a long silence, Jun Xiaoyan spoke, his voice was low, like his face, like a demon.

Jun Xiaoyan left the table, walked towards Min Huixian step by step, and finally walked in front of his wife, but he bowed his head deeply and looked at her, this woman who had applied powder, but was actually old and haggard.

"In the past three years, Zhuang'er has not been there, Huixian, I didn't give you even one time of married life that you deserve, do you hate me?"

Jun Xiaoyan's gaze, like a sharp dagger, swept across the woman's face, carefully looking at her every wrinkle.

The man's words are ruthless, indifferent, and to the point.

"So in the past three years, you have transferred all your love to Yichen, but in the end you found that the things on him are something you can't grasp, and he can only grasp it with King's Love, are you very disappointed, right?"

The man spoke, smiling demonically at his wife.

"You went to country F, and when you came back, you were angry and poured it on me." Jun Xiaoyan said, showing a deep smile from the city government, and looked at his wife scrutinically, "Because, you can't catch me too, right?" ”

Min Huixian lowered her voice and asked, "Heh, what about Zhuang'er?" She can't catch you, can she? ”

Jun Xiaoyan didn't answer, his complicated eyes imprisoned a prison, but Min Huixian was isolated, even if it was a prison, the man never let his wife in, who was imprisoned there? Or is it some untold secret? What was inside him?