Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

When Zhou Ling remembered that Mu Yan was still in the store, he looked back and found that Mu Yan had left at some point.

Then he looked at the man next to him, holding Xiaotuanzi in his arms, making Xiaotuanzi laugh wildly, and stretched out his hands to scratch his chin.

When Fan Sucheng received Zhou Ling's look, he blinked at him innocently, expressing that Zhou Ling was watching what he was doing, and he didn't know anything anyway.

Besides, if a man wants his wife to have an affair, he didn't pursue it too much.

Otherwise, he thought that he would go to trouble him, and he would be able to solve it simply by being busy for two or three months.

"Can you stop being so aggressive the next time you speak? I'm afraid that you'll start a fight then,"

When Zhou Ling saw his fat son, he looked at him with bright eyes, and he still didn't take back the chubby hands he stretched out.

Those small grape-like eyes are moist. If he didn't take this little thing over this time, he will be the one to greet him next. The crying and howling big move of summoning the wolf,

Fan Sucheng didn't care, and handed the small things in Zhou Ling's arms, and he found a small plastic bench in the bathroom with ease,

Just put it at Zhou Ling's feet. When he sat down, the distance between Zhou Ling and Zhou Ling was just right.

This location is really good, Fan Sucheng looked up from below with his chin stuck, and felt that no matter where Zhou Ling's place was, it was very in line with his wishes.

"That's why he doesn't make sense. You obviously even have a son, but he still chases you. I must be feeling uncomfortable. Baby, when will you give me an identity?"

Speaking of this, Fan Sucheng's eyes became particularly sad,

He had long wanted to tell Zhou Ling that they would go to a foreign country to register sometime, and then they would be a legitimate couple.

But with Zhou Linghao's rejection of the previous two marriage proposals without hesitation, even a person like Fan Sucheng has a shadow in his heart.

Thinking that the third time must be in a very serious occasion, and then propose to Zhou Ling, and will never allow a third failure.

"I'm not money, everyone likes me, he just thinks I'm more interesting, and..."

"Don't talk about him, I'm in front of you now, and I'll be angry if you talk about other men."

Zhou Ling stretched out his hand and patted Fan Sucheng's forehead speechlessly, telling him to talk properly.

But he himself had a smile in his eyes, and he had already laughed. Mu Yan couldn't give him such a feeling.

With more than ten days before the Chinese New Year, Fan Sucheng was already doing Zhou Ling's ideological work, pleading and begging, and used all these methods one by one.

What bothered Zhou Ling was that when he saw him, he felt a headache, and he was avoiding him more than his own son.

Every time Fan Sucheng came back to the room and wanted to talk to him, Zhou Ling immediately put on the quilt, pretending that he had fallen asleep and couldn't hear anything he said.

Or when watching TV, Zhou Ling also wanted to talk about this matter as usual gossip, so Zhou Ling quickly got up and said that he was thirsty and wanted to go to the kitchen to drink some water.

Just like that, the two of them just chased after each other. The main reason why Zhou Ling didn't want to go to the capital with Fan Sucheng was that he felt uncomfortable if he went there.

If we are not used to such grand occasions, we can do it simply, but we obviously can't do it this way.

The child has already been born, and what the old man means, when the child returns to Kyoto, there will be another full moon wine.

That is to tell those relatives and friends of the Fan family, the youngest son who is the most worry-free, now that he has a son,

The Feng family is not on the same level as the Fan family, and the dinner held by the Feng family this time is also very lively.

Needless to say, the Fan family, Zhou Ling felt that if she followed her to the capital, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

"You don't need to do anything. You must watch the full moon wine for your son. It doesn't matter if you don't want to. It can be held in Macheng."

Fan Sucheng had given Zhou Ling so much time to prepare, but the Fan family still couldn't make up his mind.

He couldn't help feeling a little helpless, knowing that Zhou Ling belonged to the kind where you don't force him, he was willing to drag things on like this forever,

Everything is left to time, and the final decision is made, but he can't wait now.

Zhou Ling was startled by Fan Sucheng, jumped up from the bed, stood on the bed, holding the pillow in his hand, staring at Fan Sucheng leaning on the mattress with wide eyes.

He wanted to refute something, but once he touched Fan Sucheng's stern face, Zhou Ling felt that no matter how much he had in his heart, he couldn't say it.

He couldn't help feeling a little guilty, of course he also hoped that Xiaotuanzi could have an aboveboard identity, and his original father was Fan Sucheng.

Even children from ordinary families would have full moon wine when they were full moon, but when it came to Xiaotuanzi, he didn't prepare anything for him.

The weight in Zhou Ling's heart lies with Xiaotuanzi and his own situation, and the two sides are constantly thinking about it.

But before he made a decision, he received a call from Sihai Hospital,

The general meaning in it is that Zhou Zhaoyu's finger was injured, which caused her finger to be a little disfigured.

A lot of stitches were stitched, and now after the wound has healed, there are still some marks behind the stitches on the finger.

Zhou Zhaoyu wanted to get rid of the scar on his hand, but the aesthetic doctor at the hospital calculated that it would cost about 2 yuan to remove the scar.

"She means that we will get rid of it for her first, and Mr. Fan will be responsible for the cost, so...," the person over there said somewhat hesitantly.

Zhou Ling was even more disappointed when he heard this. What he didn't expect was that Zhou Zhaoyu had turned into what he is now.

Zhou Ling originally wanted to hang up the phone, but Zhou Zhaoyu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother, do you still remember that you have a living sister in the hospital?"

Zhou Ling didn't know where these people got his phone calls from, but he heard Zhou Zhaoyu's clear voice that belonged to a girl.

His brows began to tighten, and he could feel through the phone that Zhou Zhaoyu had hatred for him.

"What do you want to do," Zhou Ling asked coldly while sitting in the flower shop.

"What else can I do? I'm lying on the hospital bed right now, looking at my hands. My brother naturally loves my sister. If there is a scar on a girl, her boyfriend may not like me in the future. Your husband So if you have money, just give me 3 yuan, so what?"

Zhou Ling didn't speak. If it wasn't for his mobile phone still placed by his ear, others would probably think that he had hung up the phone.

Zhou Zhaoyu, who was waiting for Zhou Ling's reply, was aroused by Zhou Ling's procrastinating character.

"I can't bear 3 yuan. It seems that you are not even one of his pets. You can only eat the leftovers. Brother, then you are too pitiful.

No, this is what you deserve. If you can push your own sister to an old man as a drinker, it is kindness if you don't go to hell. I'm waiting to see your retribution! "

Zhou Ling didn't know that Fan Sucheng had thrown Zhou Zhaoyu to someone else, but now he heard Zhou Zhaoyu's tone of voice, it seemed that it was all his fault?

However, he didn't make trouble at the moment, and said calmly: "Whether I go to hell or to heaven, it's not up to you to decide."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ling hung up the phone, completely ignoring Zhou Zhaoyu's sarcastic laughter before hanging up,

His feelings for the Zhou family have been completely consumed in the past two years, and now they are overdrawn.

Sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, Zhou Zhaoyu's face was full of gloom. She looked at Zhou's mother on the hospital bed with hatred in her eyes, and now she was holding Zhou's mother's mobile phone.

"If you dare to hang up on me, call him and tell him that if you don't give me money, I will tell the media about his relationship with that man.

Moreover, he is the son of a murderer and a psychopath, making everyone afraid to approach him, and he is also a disgusting homosexual! "

Zhou's mother was lying on the hospital bed with needles on the back of her hand, her complexion was pale, and her lips were chapped. At this time, she couldn't get up even if she tried hard.

She could only stare at Zhou Zhaoyu's direction with both eyes, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. If she had the strength to speak now, she would probably scold Zhou Zhaoyu severely.

"Mom, you are still like this, you just know how to cry, do you know how much I bother you like this? You can't do anything to fight for yourself, do you hate me?

How can you hate me?Without me, you have no money for surgery, and your life has come to an end," Zhou Zhaoyu said with a smile.

"You..., beast... beast!" Mother Zhou said with gritted teeth, she reached out to get the needle on the back of her hand, but Zhou Zhaoyu held it down.

Zhou Zhaoyu held Zhou's mother's hand tightly, her chin rested on the back of Zhou's mother's cold hand, there was a smile and hatred in her eyes, it seemed that she was crazy,

There was the sound of instruments in the room, and the sound of Zhou's mother struggling to speak and breathing heavily. Such Zhou's mother seemed to be in danger of not being able to slow down at any time.

But Zhou Zhaoyu, who was holding her hand, was not in a hurry at all, but stretched out his hand to caress the back of Zhou's mother's hand, and said in a low voice: "Mom, Zhou Ling is a beast. He asked someone to give me to an old man. You don't know how I am? What kind of life have I lived for a while, and he forced me to do what I am doing now, Mom, you have to help me."

"Ho... ho ho," Zhou's mother gasped, and said, "What you want to do, everything is my fault, Zhou Zhaoyu! Zhou Heng's inferiority, you picked up [-]% of it!"

"Isn't it good? I'm like Zhou Heng, so I can live a good life," Zhou Zhaoyu held the mobile phone and called someone in front of Zhou's mother.

"I promise you, if you give me money, I will give you Zhou Ling."

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It's 2019, ladies and gentlemen, happy New Year's Day~~~