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Chapter 719, dizzy her husband

Everyone turned around and looked back, and saw Director Song with a gloomy face. He walked over. Everyone made way for him and said hello in a low voice, "Director Song."

He ignored it and was angry.

Yesterday he had a cold, but today his wife shouted to ask him to go to the hospital for a look. At first, he thought his wife was caring for him, so he went there, but he realized something was wrong halfway through the way.

Yesterday, her daughter came home and told them that she was unhappy after she decided to break up with Shen Peichuan.

I wonder if there are some bad ideas in my mind, but it turns out.

After sending him to the hospital, she came to the unit to make trouble.

It made him feel embarrassed.

Mrs. Song was afraid of her husband, otherwise she would not have sent him away and dared to come to the office.

"You, didn't you go to see a cold?"

"Hmph, I didn't die of illness, I'm going to make you angry. I've told you so many times. Don't worry about your child's affairs, but you don't listen. Why do you have to divorce you before you are honest, right?"

Director Song's face turned into a pig's liver. The ugly thing is, the ugly thing is. The momentum of a high position for many years is really serious, and most people are afraid of it.

Not to mention Mrs. Song is a woman.

She was also afraid of her husband, but Director Song didn't get angry easily, and this time she really made him angry.

"What are you doing when you stand there?

Don't get out of here!"

After being scolded by her husband in front of so many people, Mrs. Song felt that she could not stand up to her face, but she did not dare to quarrel with him in front of others. She could only stand aside with her inner dissatisfaction first.

"Everyone goes to work, don't stay here."

Director Song said in a deep voice.

It was obviously not a good thing. The boss's fun was not good, so everyone walked into the building one after another.

"You go to work, too."

Director Song said to Shen Peichuan who had not left.

Shen Peichuan nodded and walked in.

Mrs. Song didn't make any profit and was scolded by her husband. She was dissatisfied. "Shen Peichuan..." Director Song's eyes suddenly opened. Mrs. Song shrank in fear and immediately stopped.

Shen Peichuan pretended not to hear it and walked towards the office.

"It's obvious that he's sorry for our daughter, why don't you tell the difference between inside and outside..."                                                                                                                  

Director Song was so angry that he trembled, "Come in with me."

Mrs. Song grabbed the bag in her hand and followed him into the office. Director Song slammed the office door, and the ceiling trembled.

Mrs. Song didn't dare to say anything, and stood by the door with her shy eyes.

“What the hell do you want to do?

I was embarrassed to run to the unit, do you think I have lived too long, right?"

Director Song walked back and forth in the office with his hands on his back.

Mrs. Song whispered, “Don’t I think our daughter is at a disadvantage?

Why did he break up if he said he would break up?"

Director Song stood still and stared at his wife, "Why, can't we break up when we are in love?

Your daughter is still divorced!”

"It's not her fault for divorce..." "No matter who's fault, is she divorced?

Everyone who gets married has divorced, so why can’t we break up when we fall in love?

If you want to marry your daughter?

What's good about your daughter?"

Director Song’s wife can’t say a word.

Mrs. Song pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Whose dad is you?

Those who don’t know thought Shen Peichuan was your son..."                                                                                                                        �

"Do you want to piss me to death?

!”

Director Song slapped the table hard, "What kind of evil did I commit in my previous life? Have you married an unreasonable woman like you in this life?

!!”

Mrs. Song didn't think she was wrong at all. She was so angry when she saw her husband, and she didn't restrain herself. She said, "I know you don't like me. You were not your father at the time.

You won’t marry me, you have been with you for decades, and you haven’t warmed up your heart yet.”

Director Song only felt that there was a heat flowing into his mind, and his mind was dizzy.

After so many years, he has long accepted his fate. He is satisfied with giving birth to a daughter and taking care of his family. He is also good to her. He is at this age, why do you still mention those things?

Director Song felt that he had lived in vain! He gasped, "You - you just want to piss me to death. You have watched me live for too long."

“Aren’t I said it?

Isn't it your dad, would you marry me?"

"I have been married for decades, what do you think of those things?

!—————” Director Song covered his heart, and his chest was so tight that he could not breathe. Mrs. Song stepped forward and patted him on the back, "What's wrong with you..." Director Song pushed the person away, "You want to piss me to death!"

Director Song beat his chest and stamped his feet. How could he get such a woman?

This is not to anger him to death, and he will not give up! “I will give you a back massage, why do you want to anger you to death?

Why don't you know at least?

I'm looking for Shen Peichuan, aren't I venting my anger for our daughter?

You are his boss, and you can't hold your face off because you are afraid that others will say you will take revenge on the public. I come to him and say, Who am I for?

I'm not for our daughter?

It’s because you can’t tell the difference between the distance…”                                                                                                                       �

"Ah-Old Song!"

Mrs. Song was shocked, "Come on, come on..."                                                                                                                       �

Mrs. Song followed, "Do you want to hit 120?"

"You have to wait for the ambulance to come to call 120, and we will deliver it faster."

Mrs. Song thought about it, so she helped put her husband in the back seat. She went up and hugged her husband's head and urged, "Hurry up."

"I know, you can sit down."

Soon the car was used out.
Chapter completed!
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