Marriage in crisis

I frowned and picked up. Zhao Minglan's small voice came from inside, "Madam, my sister slipped out. Looking at the direction, she may be heading to your place. She has the key in her hand."

I was startled and quickly sat up, secretly annoyed that I had forgotten the key.

"Are you sure you're here?"

"I feel like it should be! Be careful!" Zhao Minglan reminded, "She poops all kinds of shit, so I'm a little worried."

"Got it!" I hung up the phone and thought about it!

The Sambo beside me moved a little, and I quickly patted him twice. I looked at him heartbrokenly, and there were tears on his little face.

I gently covered him with a thin blanket and quietly exited the child's room.

When I returned to my room, I saw Deng Jiazhe sleeping on my bed in the master bedroom, like a pig, unaware of my entry. Now I feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart when I see him, and I don't even want to look at him.

I went directly to the second bedroom and stood behind the curtain without turning on the light, observing the movement on the private road downstairs. I wanted to see, what did Zhao Mingzhen want to do?

It was dark at night, and the scenery on the private road was dimly reflected by the goose-yellow street lamps.

Time passed by minute by second, and I stood there patiently, looking at the door downstairs.

Sure enough, more than 20 minutes later, I finally saw a ghostly figure approaching here quickly. Even if she was burned to ashes, I could recognize that it was Zhao Mingzhen.

She stood at the door for a long time, probably to make sure everyone inside was asleep, then she walked to the door, opened the door quickly, and stepped in.

He instinctively glanced at the room on the second floor, and then quickly approached the door.

I took out my phone and clicked on the surveillance camera. On the screen, the door was opened without warning, making a small sound.

Zhao Mingzhen walked in.

She stood at the door for a while, then walked inward with familiarity, and walked directly upstairs as if she was in a deserted place.

I quickly dimmed the light on my phone screen and hid in the curtains to prevent her from checking the second bedroom.

The shadow in the picture moved quickly, and the night light in the corridor illuminated her face, which turned pale. After she went upstairs, she paused at the stairs, and then tiptoed directly to her room. I instantly understood that she was It's for that bottle of preparation.

A few seconds after she entered, she backed out because the room was already empty. I had already taken all her things out and threw them into the utility room downstairs.

She looked a little anxious, but the next second I became nervous. I saw her go directly to Sanbao's children's room. I was so scared that I quickly clicked on the picture somewhere, and my palms were all sweaty.

After she entered, I went straight to Sanbao's bed. My hair stood up. I pulled the curtains and walked out of the hiding place. I wanted to go to Sanbao's room. I cursed angrily in my heart. She was so brave that she sneaked back in the middle of the night and even went to the child. room, what is she doing?

After all, I heard with my own ears that she mentioned the child to Deng Jiazhe, and it seemed that she was threatening Deng Jiazhe with the child.

Seeing her go to the child's room now, how could I not be anxious.

As I walked out, I looked down at the screen, for fear that she would be harmful to Sanbao.

But the next second, I saw her quietly sitting on the child's bed in the dark. I stopped and stared at the picture, my heart in my throat.

But Zhao Mingzhen in the picture is not sitting anywhere, she is just sitting there looking at the sleeping Sambo. I don’t quite understand it. It’s difficult.

Is this poisonous woman really reluctant to part with the Three Treasures? After all, she was the one who took care of this child when he was born, so she developed true feelings?

I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe smoothly, for fear that she would do something to Sanbao, in which case I would regret it too late.

No, not even if she really loves Sambo, that's my child.

I didn't dare to stay for a moment longer and stretched out my hand to pull the door open.

But suddenly, I was shocked by Zhao Mingzhen's movements in the picture. She suddenly leaned over and kissed Sanbao on the face, then touched his little face, then turned around and left the room.

I was startled, stopped, and stared at the screen.

Zhao Mingzhen was seen leaving the children's room, hesitated in the corridor, and gently opened the study door, but did not go in, as if to see if Deng Jiazhe was in the study.

Next she raised her legs and walked towards the master bedroom. I was a little nervous because if she went in she would find that I was no longer in bed.

But the strange thing is that when she stopped at the door, her outstretched hand retracted in mid-air. Then he turned decisively and walked out, then went straight downstairs like a ghost.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I saw Zhao Mingzhen coming downstairs, I looked around and then went to the utility room.

There was no surveillance inside, so I couldn't see her condition after entering.

But I clearly understood what she was looking for.

After thinking about it, I couldn't let her come in so openly and slip away quietly. Where did she think I was?

After thinking about it, I walked out of the second bedroom, quietly went downstairs, and sat on the sofa.