Chapter 4723 This Is My Wife 6

Sister Hong was surprised. Even Su Mu felt that the sun was rising from the west. She looked at Zhang Fucai, but Zhang Fucai refused to tell her the reason, and he didn't tell her until the end.

The meal didn't end until half past ten. Su Mu ate a lot. It was all forced upon her by Ye Xiangnan. It was hard not to eat. When they left, she was slightly intoxicated. Ye Xiangnan put his arm around her shoulders and said goodbye to Sister Hong and Editor Zhang.

He had drunk wine, and Su Mu was even more drunk. He had asked the driver to come and wait for them. When he saw them coming, he immediately drove the car over: "Sir and Madam, get in the car."

Zhang Fucai and Sister Hong stood side by side, looking in that direction.

Zhang Fucai sighed: "Su Mu is really a South African diamond, I never thought of it."

He turned his head and looked at Sister Hong again: "You said that Su Mu is not very good-looking, how could she be liked by the nightclub? There are so many beautiful women out there."

Sister Hong lit a cigarette, smoked quietly, and glanced at Zhang Fucai: "Do you think everyone has the same taste as you? Su Mu is not like you, a coquettish and cheap thing, who always crawls into men's beds."

She exhaled a puff of smoke: "After all, they have a child, and Su Mu's personality is also very attractive to men."

She looked at Zhang Fucai and said, "What you men can't get is the best. Now it's like this for the nightclub."

Zhang Fucai got excited when he heard it, and took the cigarette from Sister Hong's mouth He took a puff, then licked his face: "For me now, it's best if you can't get it."

Sister Hong snorted: "Really?"

Zhang Fucai licked his face again: "Of course."

He said seriously: "You said we are old friends, Liu Hong, these years... you can see my thoughts, and I have regretted it a lot."

Sister Hong didn't play dumb with him at this point: "It's impossible for us."

Zhang Fucai squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette: "Why is it impossible?"

Sister Hong lit another cigarette: "Do you want me to be your mistress, or are you going to divorce and marry me?"

"Let's just be confidantes." Zhang Fucai said shamelessly, half true and half false.

Sister Hong stood there smoking and glared at him: "Zhang Fucai, you deserve a beating again, right? You haven't woken up from the previous beating, have you?"

Zhang Fucai touched his head: "Can we not talk about this? This time, I was beaten up by that Cheng guy for you. It was all for you."

As he said that, he gritted his teeth: "If I had the ability, I would definitely kill that bastard. He actually dared... dared to do that to you."

"Isn't it just sleeping?" Sister Hong didn't care much: "What's the big deal? You shouted for fighting and killing. Besides, you go to kill him with your fat meat. You don't know how to exercise. You still have the nerve to say that you are reconciled with me. Do you think I would be willing to do this with this pork? Only Du Meili doesn't despise you."

Zhang Fucai's pig face turned red, "Liu Hong, don't go too far. I have been through life and death for you."

"Yes, I got beaten for nothing!" Sister Hong said coldly, also deliberately angering him.

I am definitely touched, but this is how they get along. After so many years, he was not used to being so clingy all of a sudden, and she didn't want to give him any hope.

Zhang Fucai was a little discouraged, and at this time he received a call from his wife, saying that the child had a fever.