Chapter 225: Violent Young Marshal, Hug (75)
Lei Chen's tone was particularly stiff, with a surge of anger.
"Just what? Divorced? β
Divorced? She repeatedly asked herself in her heart, is she really making such a fuss for divorce? To leave him?
When Su Jiu hesitated, Lei Chen said self-deprecatingly.
"That's right, I may not be able to come back alive, it's the same whether I get divorced or not!"
Su Jiu's chest tightened, and the words in his heart blurted out.
"Bastard, who said to get a divorce? I'm going to give you sons, a bunch of sons! When you go out in the future, take your son with you......"
On the other end of the phone, Lei Chen suddenly laughed, his voice relaxed and cheerful.
"Okay, Su Jiu, remember what you said, you want to give me a son! Give birth to a bunch of sons! β
Su Jiu cried again, laughing with tears. This time, nine deaths and one life, how can he come back if he wants to?
"Little brother, I want to be your little vixen and haunt you for the rest of my life! Remember, I'm your vixen! β
Lei Chen's inspiration flashed, and he suddenly understood what Su Jiu was hinting at, and layers of warmth spread in his heart. The telegrams signed by the vixen that I have received one after another these days turned out to be the little wife sending warmth. It's just that she has no background and no foundation, how can she do it?
"Well, wait at home for me to come back. And also...... I miss you......"
The low magnetic voice made Su Jiu's ears almost pregnant.
"I know, I miss you too......"
The old lady who was eavesdropping on the side didn't have the face to listen anymore, and the young people of today really couldn't understand it. One moment stormy, one moment tender like water, one moment awkward.
Hey, her old lady can't take care of it!
Coming out of the old lady's yard, Su Jiu went to find someone, a person that Lei Chen deliberately kept these days.
"Second wife, is it the Buddha's heart or the poisonous heart that you cultivate?"
The second lady was dressed a lot more plainly, kneeling on the futon and reciting scriptures. Hearing Su Jiu say this, a trace of darkness flashed in the eyes of the second wife, and her tone was stiff and cold.
"What kind of heart is cultivated? Can't the young grandmother see through it? β
Su Jiu sat down on the chair, looked at the middle-aged woman for a long time, and snorted coldly.
"If I hadn't seen through, I wouldn't have come. Second wife, do you know what the second young master ate today, what he drank, and who he was with? And last night, did he take the woman back? β
The second wife's back stiffened, and she stood up, her eyes sharp.
"Luo Sujiu, what do you mean?"
Su Jiu lazily took out a stack of telegrams and threw them directly on the second wife's body.
"It's not interesting, the second wife has arranged someone next to the second young master, she should know better than me. Your precious son's mother-in-law Shentang, the fourth wife's soul has not yet dispersed. He can think about it, he already has a blonde girlfriend! The two of them have already gotten together last night, maybe in a few months, the second wife will be a grandmother! β
In the face of such sarcasm and prestige, the second wife couldn't hold her breath. The telegram clearly wrote who Lei Shaoyu was with every day and what he did. The time began on the day he got on the boat, that is, for so long, her precious son was watched.
"Luo Sujiu, don't go too far. Shaoyu is the son of Dashuai, if you dare to hurt him, Dashuai will definitely pick your skin! β
Su Jiu laughed, feeling that the woman in front of him was really a little naΓ―ve.
"Who do you think is more important than a second lord and a wise and martial young marshal? What's more, this second lord also put a bright green hat on his old man. So now, second wife, if you want your son's life, you must cooperate with me! β