"Where are you going?"

Head on collision a person, small leisurely just want to say sorry, can turn to think this voice a little familiar.

Looking up, it turned out that Bai Mohan, who had called back, was angry. He could not release his anger. He said to him, "get out of the way!"

Besides, the culprit is him!

With that, he left in a huff.

White Mo Han is stunned, don't quite understand, this is exactly how?

The door squeaked open, and Zhang Yan's lips burst into a smile: "have you finished calling?"

It's like a very close relationship.

White ink cold wrinkly feel strange, or nod.

Sitting in the seat, the group of people are still talking and laughing.

Bai Mohan also remembered that something was wrong with Xiaoyou just now. He patted Mengmeng's head and asked, "Mengmeng, what's wrong with your mother, do you know?"

Mengmeng doesn't want to pay attention to him. He still remembers how angry his mother was when she left.

Those people, he remembers, were obviously sarcastic.

After all, it's all because of dad, although Mengmeng doesn't understand why!

Meng Meng is also angry!

What's wrong with each one of them? Bai Mohan asked patiently again, "Mengmeng, tell Dad what's wrong with mom?"

Or, who bullied her?

White ink cold soon associate to this point, Mou Guang pan Leng will be present all look at a time, however, in the end can't see who will do that.

Those people only felt a sudden cold on their back, the feeling of the gust of wind, and immediately turned their eyes to Bai Mohan's body.

Even Zhang Yan also noticed something wrong, slightly frowning, she seems to be the same as silk did not know, asked: "Bai Zong, what's the matter?"

I thought Bai Mohan wouldn't say anything. I didn't know. The next second I heard a man say, "just now, I saw my wife's face was not right. So I was wondering if she was bullied by someone."

What Bai Mohan said was very calm, but it changed in other people's ears.

Don't you mean we bullied your wife!

Each of them has such a sentence in mind.

Maybe they didn't expect that Bai Mohan would say so directly.

"Mr. Bai is really joking. What are we doing to bully Mrs. Bai?" Zhang Yan next to the seat of the man with a big stomach said with a smile.

Words fall, immediately someone goes on to say: "I see, white madam perhaps other affair is angry also not necessarily."

Zhang Yan has been silent, taking advantage of the almost said, she said: "it's not good to make a fuss about these unnecessary things. In addition, we are all in public. We definitely won't bully a woman."

Zhang Yan pushed the words to the end and thought it was over. The child next to Bai Mohan suddenly put his hands on the table with a few tears on his aggrieved face. He pointed to his fat little hand and roared: "no, they bullied his mother. My mother was angry."

Then turned around, lying on the white ink cold body crying, from time to time a hiccup, very sad.

Bai Mohan glanced over and asked Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, is that so?"

This time, Mengmeng nodded and said, "yes, they bullied mom."

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, white ink cold swept them, low voice slowly asked: "is it like what my child said?"

Zhang Yan pauses, opens his mouth and is about to say something. Immediately someone is not happy and says, "do you believe the child's words? We are just joking. Mrs. Bai says she won't be angry. Why, does Mr. Bai have to make things like this?"

"Well, what kind of joke is it?"

A language, that person's language for a while, at this moment, can this still say?

The little girl in her arms once again said stop, simple things have been described in place, white Mohan's face will sink again, word by word said: "my wife is my most important person, I don't allow others to hurt her even a little bit, even these ridiculous jokes."

Once again, those who have glanced at the crowd coldly may not agree to the meal this time.

"Cute." Bai Mohan suddenly called Mengmeng. Mengmeng came down from the chair and stood there with his little schoolbag on his back. "Let's go."

Bai Mohan holds the star and Mengmeng follows. The appearance of going finally breaks Zhang Yan's indifferent face. She anxiously asks: "what is Mr. Bai going to do?"

"I don't think it's necessary to eat this meal. In this case, Bai is your favorite."

Is a few steps forward, Zhang Yan was worried, do not want to see white ink cold leave, she hurried down the table to keep up, and said: "that cooperation, white total, what is the meaning?"

"I think about it. Let's end our cooperation."

Zhang Yan nails hard pinch into the meat, in addition to not heart or not reconciled, in his heart, Xiaoyou this woman really has so important?Huang Mian Po, who doesn't have a job, can only compare with herself. She has to be capable and have good looks. She is definitely the best internal help and the biggest push.

Zhang Yan is still not willing to give up like this. She wants to try again.

He went directly to block Bai Mohan's way. Mengmeng frowned and was not happy. Bai Mohan asked him to step back. It was still his plain expression, which almost stimulated Zhang Yan's eyes. It was this expression that he knew from the first day.

He was just a stranger from the beginning to the end.

"Mr. Bai, we have been talking about this contract for a long time. Are you going to give up like this? I think you know very well how much profit it will bring to us if it is successful." Zhang Yan pause, "so now you still want to give up?"

White ink cold is still like a millennium iceberg, even without frown, he said: "I still mean that, how much income is not equal to her position in my heart."

It's priceless and can't be compared with any money.

Zhang Yan's body suddenly shook, and he watched the white ink cold leave. He could not wipe out the jealousy of his eyes, so he stood for a long time.

Do you think you can give up in this way? If it's really so easy, is she still Zhang Yan?

The more challenging she was, the more she wanted to get a hand.

White ink cold this man, can only be her Zhang Yan's.

Someone called out: "Mr. Zhang?"

She immediately turned back, eyes like a day snake minute to bite him, called Zhang Yan's forehead down, cold sweat, said: "please sit down."

As expected, Zhang Yan took back her eyes and returned to her position. No one dared to say a word again. It was like the breath of death on Zhang Yan. A little contamination would shatter her.

Because they don't dare, because they are afraid, this woman, they can't provoke.