MTL - Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife-Chapter 1979 Men without human rights (9)

"Fuck!"

Master Yan was so swearing that he almost smashed the phone.

He must blame Lecturer Heng, this time he was miserable by him. He bullied him for so many years, and he was not as powerful as this time.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he would be, if he was not in a hurry to find his wife, he would have given the boy a meal.

Then he thought of something and dialed again, this time dialing Su Shi's number.

After a few beeps, I picked it up there, and before Su Shi spoke, he anxiously asked, "Su Shi, did your third wife call you?"

Su Shi sneered, "Yo San Brother, my San Yuan is gone?"

Listening to her tone, she knew everything, and she knew it. He hurriedly said, "The third brother helped you today but was misunderstood by you."

"I don't know, don't ask me."

Su Shi said that she immediately hung up the phone, and heard the busy tone of “beep” coming from the receiver. Yan Yan frowned, lifted the phone again, and almost smashed it.

He hurriedly returned to the room, the quilt was pulled away from the corner, the position was a bit messy, and it should have been lying on the bed.

She flipped her cell phone in bed, every night.

Fuck!

Master Yan kicked out of bed angrily, bang.

"Well ..."

Too much force, and his thumb was kicked, so painful that he lifted his feet and screamed.

"Jiang Zhuoheng, I'm with you!"

At this time, he still dare not blame Wen Xuxu for a while, even if she is not around now.

Relieving the pain, he limped to the closet, opened the closet door, and none of the warm and vivid clothes inside could be seen.

Damn, how long do this stupid woman plan to go out to play? Long stay?

He took so many clothes out.

After much tossing, Master Yan has accepted the fact that Girl Wen took her mother away from home.

He walked over to the sofa, sat down paralyzed, stretched his hands irritably, and pulled the collar.

Suddenly, there was a WeChat prompt on the phone screen. He reached out and picked up the phone excitedly, glanced at him, and frowned in disappointment.

The message was from Jiang Zhuoheng. It was a photo sent to the group.

Yan Rusheng now got angry when he saw the name Jiang Zhuoheng. He didn't plan to see it, he was going to throw away his mobile phone, and after thinking about it, he opened the WeChat.

Click on the group to see the picture of Jiang Zhuoheng, he almost did not vomit blood.

In the photo, there is a round table with two glasses of red wine on the opposite side, and a thin woman sitting in a loose dressing gown, with long silky silky hair.

The picture is romantic and cozy.

Yan Rusheng gritted his teeth and sent a message in the past: "Jiang Zhuoheng, the scenery outside is so good, why don't you jump out and look out?"

Immediately after, Jiang Zhuoheng responded: "I have a leisurely life, so why should I jump off the building?"

Without replying, he sent another one, "Or are you in a hurry to jump off the building now?"

Yan Rusheng: "..."

Then came another one, "Oh yes, Xuxu called me just now and said she was going on a tour, so that if I go, I will call her."

Seeing this news, Master Yan was completely calm.

The stupid woman went to travel and even called Jiang Zhuoheng. This was an insult, and it really insulted him.

"Jiang Zhuoheng, you are too much."

He angrily sent a message to the past, and before Jiang Zhuoheng responded, he said, "If you tell me now, where Wen Xuxu has gone, he can make up for it."

Jiang Zhuoheng: "He is your wife, shouldn't you know more about where I went?"

Master Yan vomits blood.