Urban Evil Emperor

Teacher Hou asked again: "Are you looking for Siyu to do your homework? Her grandma is sick. Uncle Wang sent her to her grandma's house early in the morning. She will come back at night. Go back and do it yourself. Remember what the teacher said. Don't tell others about this, or you will be a dishonest child, and you will never be able to judge the three good students in the future."

Tingdong nodded and said, "I remember, Mr. Hou, I won't tell anyone, and I won't tell anyone. Then I'll go back first."

"Well, okay, the teacher will send you out."

Teacher Hou personally opened the door and sent Ting Dong to the gate.

Back in the house, Hou Shufen breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I was scared to death, this dead child can come in even when the door is locked, I thought it was the ghost of our family."

Zhang Yuzhong's face turned blue, he took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and said, "What should we do, if he speaks out, both of us will be ruined."

Hou Shufen snorted disdainfully: "You are still a big man, so bold? I am not afraid of you, what are you afraid of? As long as you are not caught by the old king, you will refuse to admit it, let alone a child, what do you know?" ? I'm going to find his father later."

Zhang Yuzhong was taken aback: "Why are you looking for his father? Are you afraid that his father won't know?"

Hou Shufen smiled charmingly, wrapped her arms around Zhang Yuzhong's neck, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "I have my own way, so that the brat can't speak, and no one will believe it."

Then he put his mouth next to Zhang Yuzhong's ear, and said softly: "Let him disturb our interest, he hasn't had enough, let's start again, dear, you have to work hard, hee hee."

Zhang Yuzhong said viciously: "See how I deal with you bitch."

Hou Shufen laughed loudly: "Okay, my old lady only cares about you like this, let's see who is afraid of whom."

The two rolled on the bed again...

As soon as Zhou Tingdong's father, Zhou Wenbin, entered the hospital, his nose was not his nose, his face was not his face, and he slammed the door.Lin Ziyun, Tingdong's mother, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, came out with a melancholy face while wiping her hands on her apron.

Her husband has a bad temper, and she knew that he might be angry with someone again, so she quickly took the work clothes on her husband's shoulders, and asked carefully: "Who messed with you again, what else?" The class doesn't stop?"

Lin Ziyun took a breath and said, "Are you drinking again?"

"Hmph! It's not because of your precious son's good deeds. People have found me. I'm so fucking ashamed. What about your son?" Zhou Wenbin snorted angrily, as if he wanted to find his son desperately, and ignored his wife's comments. Inquiry about drinking.

Lin Ziyun frowned: "Our son never causes trouble outside, who is making up rumors about my son?"

"Spreading rumors? Teacher Hou can still frame him? Teacher Hou locked the door and took a shower in his house. He ran to peek and smashed the glass." Zhou Wenbin said as he walked into the house.

Lin Ziyun's head was dizzy for a while, a child in adolescence could do anything, she was a little uncertain.However, my son is still young, can he do such a thing?

Wait, you smashed someone's glass?

Lin Ziyun quickly grabbed her husband who was about to enter the room: "Old Zhou, ask your child carefully, I don't think it's right, how dare you smash the glass while peeping, son, are you stupid? There must be something wrong here, ask clearly Say it again."

Zhou Wenbin ignored his wife, shook his hands, and strode into the house.