She is Lu Zili. What else can she say? As she said just now, it's not good for anyone. Even if she is not reconciled, Lu Zili can only nod her head obediently“ OK, let's go back. I really have a little work to do today. Don't worry. I will go home at night and have dinner with you and my daughter. Xiaomei is pregnant with her son, and I will go home every day for the night. " Lu Zili was humiliated when her husband said such shameless words in front of her, but she couldn't help it. Now she is as humble as dust. As long as Qiao Zhongyu doesn't divorce and take away her status as the mistress of the Qiao family, it is a great injustice. She has to bear it“ Then you must come back tonight. " Lu Zili looked at Qiao Zhongyu with red eyes and begging. On the one hand, her present situation is indeed humble. On the other hand, Lu Zili knows that Qiao Zhongyu is in this situation. Sure enough, looking at Lu Zili's present appearance, Qiao Zhongyu could not help thinking of the appearance when he first met her. After all, his heart was still slightly twitching. So he gave Lu Zili a gentle hug“ Don't worry, I will come back. "“ Well Lu Zili wiped her tears and nodded, looking delicate and helpless. After seeing off Lu Zili, Qiao Zhongyu stopped working overtime, but he was a little upset and didn't want to ask Wen Xiaomei to come back. So he asked the driver to prepare the car and went to the foot bath city. Huang Mingyuan dragged his old, weak and sick body out for a day. As soon as he entered the house, his wife rushed to ask“ How's it going? Can we go home these two days? It's his birthday in a few days. I've even reserved a hotel for his birthday. " Huang Mingyuan waved his hand physically and mentally. Supported by his assistant Huang Yang, he sat down on the sofa. As soon as he was discharged from hospital, he was on the run for days, and his main energy was to get Huang Jialan out. In fact, he did not do such a thing less before, and he didn't think how difficult it was. At most, he had to spend more money than before. Although the company is struggling now, Huang Jialan's camel is bigger than ma. There is no shortage of money. But this time, it's just like hell. I can't get a cent out of it with money. Even the money that was originally given to the staff of the detention center, asking him to take care of Huang Jialan and not let him suffer, was returned to him after two hours. Those high-level figures above are even more evil. They all avoid Huang Ming as the God of pestilence. Even those who have helped Huang Jialan for several times in the past have disappeared this time. There is only one person who has a really good relationship with Huang Mingyuan to send a message to him. It's not about money this time. Even the legend of the words, but also invited outsiders, it can be seen that this matter is extremely taboo. Similarly, the companies that had cooperated with Mingyuan real estate in the past also shut the door to Huang Mingyuan, not to mention the Jingshi group. He was blown out by the security personnel without even getting in. The same is true of banks that have worked together for many years. Listening to his wife's incessant noise, Huang Mingyuan only feels that his head is about to explode. Busy oneself felt out a quick acting save heart pill to eat, then roared to the wife: "can you let me stop for a while? I've been running outside all day. Can't you give me a breath when I enter the door? Jialan is the only child of the Huang family. I'm more anxious for you. "