Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

Some people say that love that can survive the seven-year itch is worth cherishing. This person is worth waiting for all his life.

Once when she saw this sentence, she read it to Wang Han with a smile. He also said, don't think nonsense. Wang Han vowed to grow old with Zhang Meng all his life.

At that time, Zhang Meng didn't put this sentence in her heart, because she felt that there was never a time limit between herself and Wang Han. Their love was a long-term flow, so she believed she could go better and farther.

It can be imagined that they can't compete with the reality after all. It's only three months since they said that their love has come to the end of the mountain and water.

I met him in the street yesterday, followed by a gentle and intelligent girl, like the little sister next door, a little bird like person, whose head just reached his chin, or even a little.

She knew she had lost and lost in a mess.

From beginning to end, he said he didn't like tall women.

When she first met Wang Han at the age of 19, she was already 173 cm tall. Although she didn't grow much in recent years, her net height is now 177 cm. She doesn't wear high heels on weekdays, but women's shoes always bring some small heels. Once she wears shoes, she is almost 180 cm.

A tall man is only 180cm or more. Moreover, Wang Han is only 180cm. When standing with him, she sometimes looks taller than him. When together, she never feels that her height is a disadvantage. On the contrary, she always jokes with him that he is not as tall as her and is taller than him.

At that time, she never found that his face was actually not good-looking. Until the day he broke up, he said that what he hated most was that she was taller than him.

It turned out that he had been patient and patient for so many years.

"Mengmeng, what's the matter with you? What are you thinking?" Song Jiujiu has entered the hotel. Turning around, she found Zhang Meng standing at the door. She called her twice but didn't answer, "what's the matter?"

Zhang Meng regained consciousness and pulled down the corner of his mouth very unnaturally, "it's all right."

"What's the matter?"

"Really... Really nothing."

"Did Wang Han bully you?"

"No! No!"

Zhang Meng's reaction was very strong, which made song Jiujiu suspicious, but they didn't continue to ask questions. They walked into the hotel together.

On the first day of discharge today, song Jiujiu was in a good mood. He ordered four small dishes, then ordered two fried rice with eggs, and went to find an empty place with Zhang Meng.

There were many people eating at this noon. They finally found an empty table and went to sit down.

"Mengmeng, do you want a drink? I want juice. Do you want it?"

Zhang Meng shook her head. "Your head is still hurt. Don't drink juice, or we'll have two glasses of milk?"

Song Jiujiu thought for a long time and nodded, "that's good, I'll go."

"I'd better go. You sit down and rest."

Zhang Meng asked for milk, but the food was served, but she didn't come.

Song Jiujiu got up to look for her. Before he went to the beverage sales counter, he heard Zhang Meng's voice from a half bag seat next to him.

Zhang Meng's voice was very low. "I didn't follow you. I came to dinner with Jiujiu. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Song Jiujiu frowned and half a bag blocked her sight, so she couldn't see who Zhang Meng was talking to. She went over to have a look. At this time, she heard Wang Han's voice, which was obviously angry.

"Zhang Meng, I didn't expect you to be so resourceful. The school is so far away from here. You have to come here for dinner? Today is Xiaoxi's birthday. I specially chose this place to celebrate her birthday. You happened to be here and hit Xiaoxi. The milk spilled all over her. I seriously doubt you did it on purpose!"

"I really didn't mean it, Wang Han. I broke up with you. I'm not the kind of woman who doesn't let go -"

"Fart!"

"Who are you talking about farting?" Song Jiujiu angrily walked into the private room and pushed Wang Han. Wang Han was unprepared and hit the table with pain.

Just now, she always understood what was going on after listening to so much. Mengmeng and they have broken up. She has been hospitalized for more than ten days. They were fine before. They broke up suddenly. What else is Xiaoxi?

Don't think we all know that Wang Han found another woman outside!

This heartless man, why are there so many scum men these days?

Song Jiujiu was so angry that he planned to push Wang Han again, but Wang Han grabbed her wrist and gave her a heavy slap with his backhand, "Song Jiujiu, mind your own business! Look, I don't --"

Before Wang Han finished his words, a dark group of people, men and women, poured into the private room and surrounded Wang Han.

Zhang Meng was frightened and held song Jiujiu tightly. "Jiujiu, what's going on?"

Song Jiujiu covered her burning face with tears. From small to large, no one dared to slap her in the face. Wang Han was the first!

Zhang Meng looked guilty, "for a long time, I'm sorry..."

Song Jiujiu wiped away his tears. "I'm fine, Mengmeng. Let's go out for dinner."

Zhang Meng nodded, but looked at Wang Han anxiously. Although she didn't know what these people did, she also had a general guess in her heart. She always knew that her family was different for a long time, especially the strange people sitting around in class today, and the men and women who ran with her after Fu Siyuan for a long time, like bodyguards, as the shadow follows the form.

That group of people is the group at this time. Wang Han slapped him for a long time. He must be beaten today.

"Jiujiu..." Zhang Meng took song Jiujiu's hand and wanted to plead for Wang Han, but she couldn't say anything. After all, Wang Han's slap was long and heavy, and his face was swollen now.

Song Jiujiu ignored him and turned to the bodyguard in the private room. "Count when he slapped himself enough and let him go. The strength is the strength he just hit me."

"For a long time..."

Song Jiujiu's words confirmed Zhang Meng's guess that these people were really her bodyguards.

Fifty slaps, can you see your face after playing?

Although she can't be husband and wife with Wang Han, she doesn't want to go to this step.

"For a long time, I know you have been wronged, but... Can you not..." Zhang Meng pursed her mouth and shed tears.

Song Jiujiu looked at her coldly, "Mengmeng, are you complaining that I beat him?"

"No, no, I just..."

"Mengmeng, no one has slapped me since I was a child. Even if I messed up my family, Grandpa just scolded me. Wang Han slapped me!"

"I..."

Zhang Meng bowed her head and couldn't speak except crying.

"If it weren't for your face, I could have cut off one of his hands. No matter what you think of me, I can't breathe this tone anyway, and I feel uncomfortable." Song Jiujiu simply ignored him and went to the table alone.

Although this is said, there is another reason for doing so.

If she doesn't do this, Wang Han will not only be slapped in the face, or if one hand is broken, he will lose his life.

Every woman has a princess dream, and she has lived in such a dream since she was born. She will be bored after a long time. Just like now, it's hard for her to see Zhang Meng standing there with her head down.

She never told Zhang Meng about her identity, but today's accident, song Jiujiu knew that her friendship with Zhang Meng might end like this.

Zhang Meng didn't eat lunch with song Jiujiu. She left alone.

The inferiority complex of height and ordinary family background. Two evil forces fled in Zhang Meng's body. She didn't know how to face it. She doubted this friendship for the first time.

Song Jiujiu ate two people's meals alone, packed another one before leaving, and returned to the school dormitory. As expected, Zhang Meng hid in the dormitory and cried without ambition.

"Wipe your tears and eat after crying. It's good for you to go. I'll eat two people's meals alone. I'll die. I'm going for a walk. I'll eat by myself."

Song Jiujiu put his lunch on the table and went out of the dormitory.

There was a low-key luxury car parked downstairs. She walked over, opened the door and sat in the car.

"Grandpa, I'm really fine. You see, my face is no longer swollen."

At lunch, the bodyguard had found ice to apply her face, and she was applying her face all the way to school, so although her face was still swollen, it was much better than before.

Ouyang Yi painfully stretched out his hand and just touched song Jiujiu's face, she frowned. It was real pain, not fake.

The old man's eyes sank immediately, "why don't I clean up Wang Han? He dares to slap you in the face!"

Song Jiujiu pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to hold Ouyang Yi's arm, and put the other side of his face on his arm, "Grandpa, he is a man loved by Zhang Meng. Even if they broke up now, Zhang Meng's heart still didn't put him down. I don't want to lose Zhang Meng. She is one of my few good friends in Liancheng. Besides, I've dealt with Wang Han hard. I heard that his face was beaten into a pig's head by himself. Have you seen it? Is it nice?"

Ouyang Yi glared at her, stretched out his hand to poke her forehead, and resisted, "next time you meddle in such a thing or make your own decisions, see how I deal with you!"

"I see. Thank you, Grandpa."

In the same month, they were lovelorn successively, which made the two good friends very depressed.

In the afternoon, there was a class. After class, song Jiujiu and Zhang Meng were in the dormitory. No one spoke to anyone. One wore headphones to listen to music and the other read novels.

Song Jiujiu, who listened to the music, was tired of listening. He took off his headphones and kicked Zhang Meng on the bed across the table. "He's still angry with me?"