Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 133 Look at your face almost like a cat
"You sick ghost, you vixen, if I let you seduce my husband, I will beat you to death." Wang Li rushed to scratch Zheng Wenjuan's face like a madman.

An Ran was so frightened that her hands and feet went numb, she lost her handbag and ran inside.

It happened so suddenly that when An Haiwen saw that the person who came in was Wang Li, his expression sank, and he quickly hugged her and said, "Wang Li, don't make trouble."

"I'm making trouble? An Haiwen, do you still have a conscience? Is it me? You divorced her, why do you still come to see her?"

No matter how An Haiwen scolded her, Wang Li didn't listen. She stared at Zheng Wenjuan with her scarlet eyes, and her hands were not idle. There were several blood spots on Zheng Wenjuan's face when she grabbed her.

Pulling Wang Li with his hands, An Ran kicked her leg, which didn't make sense to some people, and it was more realistic to use hands than words.

Wang Li was kicked to the ground before she could prevent it, and then began to roll on the ground: "An Haiwen, look, even your daughter dared to hit me, are you still my husband?"

An Haiwen was trembling with anger. He never thought that Wang Li would slap him in the face like this. Thinking about the gentle and pleasant little girl back then, and then looking at this sloppy village woman, he seriously doubted whether it was a ghost who was obsessed with him back then. .

"An Ran, how can you do something to your aunt Wang and still not apologize." Although he was angry, he still felt sorry for Wang Li in the end, because he loved this woman after all.

Hugging half of her own mother's body, An Ran's distressed tears almost fell down. A person who has just had an operation can't stand such a toss.

"Sorry, why? Kicking her is light, I haven't found someone to drive her out yet! Bitch."

"You..." An Haiwen choked angrily, but when he saw Zheng Wenjuan's disappointed eyes, he swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

Bending down and picking up Wang Li who was still playing tricks, she shouted angrily: "You don't want to lose face, go home."

"I don't, why should I go home? If you don't give me an explanation for today's matter, I won't go anywhere. "

Wang Li continued to play tricks, but An Haiwen didn't give her a chance at all, and dragged her away quickly, not forgetting to explain to Zheng Wenjuan: "Of course, Mom, I'll come to see you another day."

Zheng Wenjuan muttered for a while, but finally said nothing.

An Ran was displeased and said: "Forget it, just take care of your wife and don't bother my mother."

An Haiwen's expression froze when he walked to the door, and his brows were slightly frowned with displeasure. After all, he didn't say a word, and dragged Wang Li out of the hospital.

"What's going on?" Gao Ran came over with a group of medical staff, followed by soldiers in uniform. It seemed that he had been prepared.

It's just that he came a step late.

An Ran lowered her head to check her mother's face, and after confirming that there was no problem, she rushed to Gao Ran and said, "Thank you, but can you please tell the guard that those two people will come again in the future and not let them in?"

Gao Ran was a little embarrassed, after all, he was not a doctor in this hospital, but he still nodded and said: "I will tell the director here, but my aunt will be discharged from the hospital in a short time, so you don't need to worry."

This was the first time Gao Ran talked so much to himself, and An Ran felt a little relieved.

Seeing her daughter's worried face, Zheng Wenjuan reached out and patted An Ran's hand and said, "I'm fine, don't be nervous."

"You said it's okay, your face is almost like a cat." An Ran deliberately made her mother happy, but she held a grudge against Wang Li in her heart.

(End of this chapter)