"Wife, what are you talking about? Don't you know who I am?" Director Zhao said to his wife.

He really wants to slap his wife now. Not only did he teach his son like that, but he was even under control all day long. He has lived such a life.

An Ran really doesn’t know that Zhao Hui looks majestic outside, but it turns out that he has bronchitis at home.

In fact, Zhao Hui knew in his heart that his wife was not an ordinary simple person. His wife was the daughter of Wang Dahua, the famous real estate boss in the town. Not to mention Zhao Hui, even her peaceful father would be afraid of him. Moreover, he donated a lot of money to the town. He paid for the repair of many roads.

Zhao Hui used to be from the countryside, and was a high school classmate with his current wife, Wang Fengzhi. Later, he was introduced to him. At the beginning, Wang Dahua disagreed, but his daughter was seeking death, so he was lazy to take care of it, so he simply agreed. Zhao Hui was in the back, and later it was because of Wang Dahua that he became the director.

Even if Zhao Hui has eight courages, he dare not provoke Wang Fengzhi. He usually talks about Wang Fengzhi at home, but he dare not talk about him. Wang Fengzhi asked him to go east, but he dared not go west.

"Oh, wife, see what you said? Guests are coming to your house, so you should pay attention to your way of speaking." Zhao Hui hurriedly helped his wife. After all, there are other people here now. If he said something he shouldn't say in front of others, then he would not be embarrassed to throw it to Grandma Bridge.

But Wang Fengzhi is not a big deal. She has nothing to do all day long and likes to think about things at home. She is suspicious all day long and thinks that her husband must have a vixen outside, but she just didn't catch it. She has asked someone to track her husband several times, but those people are all unable to do good things with money, and in the end nothing is found.

Wang Fengzhi looked at her husband's guilty look, and her suspicion began to be offended again. She pouted and stared at Zhao Hui and said, "You'd better be honest. If I know you're raising a woman outside, you'll be dead. See how I beat you to death."

The reason why Zhao Hui didn't want An Ran to come to his house at first was that he was afraid that An Ran and the others would see his wife beating and scolding him, so how could he be out there?

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry." Zhao Hui hugged Wang Fengzhi and sat on the sofa and said.

"Who is that?" Wang Fengzhi quickly got up and walked to An Ran's side.

Before An Ran and Jiahao could react, Wang Fengzhi walked to An Ran's side.

"Get out of here, come and get close to us Zhao Hui, give the little vixen, see if I won't beat you to death today." Wang Fengzhi said as he grabbed An Ran's hair and dragged An Ran's hair desperately to the ground.

"Feng Zhi. Let go quickly. That's not a vixen. Let go quickly." Zhao Hui hurriedly pulled his wife when he saw it.

This time, it's a good thing. This is the daughter of the dignified county magistrate. If something really happens, it's a good thing. Not only will his official position be unsecured. But if someone is angry and if he really investigates it, wouldn't there be no room for maneuver in the things his son did?

"Let go quickly, you caught the wrong person." Zhao Hui shouted and bent on his wife's hand.

Although Wang Fengzhi is not a fool, she seems to be thinking about things at home, maybe she has some depression. Now is the time to get sick. If something really happened to An Ran, what should she do?

Jiahao, who was watching the oil painting on the wall, heard the voices of Anran Wang Fengzhi and Anran. He quickly turned around and saw Anran being pulled to the ground by Wang Fengzhi grabbing his hair.

Jiahao ran to Wang Fengzhi in two steps, shouting, "I think you are crazy, right? Let go of your hands quickly."

Jiahao and Zhao Hui both spread Wang Fengzhi's hand hard. After all, it was a woman. Wang Fengzhi was spread apart by two men and grabbed An Ran's hair.

After letting go of An Ran's hair, she was still shouting, "Stinky vixen. Wait, see if I don't beat you to death, if you dare to drink and rob a man, you can wait."

Zhao Hui really didn't expect to bring An Ran to his home. He just wanted to pay back the bank card to his son. He never dreamed that his wife had become like this? He doesn't go home often, sometimes he doesn't come back once every few months, and sometimes he leaves after he comes back. First, he feels that there is nothing to say to Wang Fengzhi, and second, he feels that the outside world is more beautiful.

"What are you doing? You are wrong. That is the daughter of our county magistrate. He accompanied me to get the bank card. Our son did not pay for dinner outside." Zhao Hui explained vigorously, trying to wake Wang Fengzhi up.

But Wang Fengzhi, who was crazy, did not listen to Zhao Hui's explanation at all, but decided that An Ran was Zhao Hui's little lover.

When did An Ran see such a scene? The first time she was regarded as a mistress by others, and her hair was caught a lot. She was so aggrieved that she shed tears.

She originally wanted to do good things, but she really didn't expect that the good things had not been done yet, but she was made like this.

"What are you doing? I think you are crazy? If you are crazy, go to the hospital and don't bite when you see anyone." Jiahao pointed at Wang Fengzhi loudly while holding An Ran.

After Jiahao said this, Wang Fengzhi seemed to wake up, stared at Jiahao and said, "What are you? Aren't you Zhao Hui's lackey? Sloam in front of me, be careful that I can't let you go."

When Jiahao heard Wang Fengzhi say this, he knew that Wang Fengzhi was not sick, but did this on purpose. She really thought An Ran was Zhao Hui's lover. You don't even look at what kind of person An Ran is, how could he be a lover? But how could Wang Fengzhi see it? She felt An Ran was quite beautiful and thought she was Zhao Hui's lover.

"I think you are not Wang Fengzhi, I think you are just a lunatic. No wonder the names your parents gave you are so consistent with your identity." Jiahao said angrily.

"Get out of here." Wang Fengzhi shouted.

"If you ask me to get out, I won't get out, and you bite me? You scratch my girlfriend's hair. I think you are looking for death. If you weren't a woman, I really wanted to hit you. No wonder you can't even control your own husband. With your personality, it would be nice to have a husband." Jiahao was very angry. He didn't know why he was so angry. Maybe it was because someone hurt the goddess in his heart.

"Okay, stop talking." An Ran pulled Jiahao and said.
Chapter completed!