Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

The green dinosaur's drinking was just like a thunder of surprise. Zheng Qiushui had been a rich lady for so long, and he had never been kicked on his nose and face. His son's head was still covered with gauze and bleeding. As a result, the cheap woman who caused this thing was still protected.

"What's wrong with the police?" Zheng Qiushui roared, "it's you shameless villains who fight!"

"One mouthful is a crook. I don't think you are a good old aunt! No wonder a son of hooligans

Fangfang rolled up her sleeves and stood by the Tang poetry. Behind her was a fierce Cong Shan. In front of her was a strong green dinosaur. The little moon was taking a video. Someone wanted to grab her mobile phone. She was slapped by the old Wang who was guarding the little moon and put her on the wall.

"You You You are going to rebel

Zheng Qiushui looked at the back of the eye Fu evening end, "my son was beaten like this by you! You want to just muddle through? Think of it

"Come on, oh, afraid of you? My sister, when the paparazzi digs news, your husband, like a fat pig in your hometown, is still holding his little lover for a holiday abroad! What are you proud of? " Fangfang is an imperial sister. She has a hot figure and a chilly air. She made a phone call with her mobile phone. Five minutes later, a group of media reporters appeared at the door of the police station.

"It's said that the third young Fu family is making trouble in the police station?"

"What's the matter? I've heard that her mother is going to beat other girls in broad daylight!"

"Wow, this old woman is so cruel?"

"Go in and interview them! Take pictures

Zheng Qiushui didn't expect that someone would make such a big noise. Now he called in so many multimedia friends, all of them were blocked in the door of the police station, and the manuscripts on the mobile phone were sent very fast. All the titles were "Fu Jia San Shao's obscenity after drinking, and his mother wanted to seal it violently", which attracted people's attention one by one.

"Shit." Jiang Xie and Jiang Ling eat at home and take out their mobile phones to have a look, "niuqiang, Laosan is on hot search."

"What's the situation?" Jiang Ling bit his chopsticks and rubbed her head over, "Damn it! Is that woman's profile a Tang poem

Jiang xiega gave a strange cry, "it seems that it is! Call Bo Ye! "

With that, Dang GE's direct exit from the microblog and flipped to the address book. He called the number of Bo Ye. As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Xie Kuang clattered on the dining table, "old night! You go to the micro blog entertainment headlines! How did your ex-wife Tang Shi be molested by Fu Laosan? I can't believe it! What's the matter? "

Thin night overtime to now, just after work to hear this matter, anger directly rushed up, "who sent out?"

"I don't know. All of a sudden, countless media have unified their opinions. This is to bring Fu Laosan into the dark..." Jiang Xie said nervously, "even the address of the police station has been sent out. Do you want to hurry over and have a look?"

Bo Ye pushed off all social activities, hung up the phone, grabbed the clothes on the back of the chair and yelled at Lin Ci, "LinCi, send me to Haicheng police station!"

When we arrived at the gate of the police station, there was already a crowd of people. Congshan and green dinosaurs protected Tang poetry one after another. Fangfang stood beside Tang Shi with her waist in her waist and glared at Zheng Qiushui, "why, do you want to be angry for your son? Your son plays a hooligan after drinking. You have the face to speak for him. You are so kind. Why don't you go and be touched by some old men yourself? "

"Unreasonable!" Zheng Qiu was so angry that she shivered, "what's wrong with my son touching her twice! Does she blame my son for her own dress

"What happened when I hit your son? Your son's own growth is not enough. He deserves to have his head blown up! " Fangfang almost went up to fight with Zheng Qiushui. Tang poetry was protected by them, and suddenly her eyes turned red.

After getting along for so long, how can she be? How can she have such a group of friends who protect her? Once she was accused by thousands of people, but now she is protected by them.

Her heart is sour, these are really a group of very sincere friends

Little moon was more angry, so she simply turned around and began to take the police sirens on the chest of several police stations. While shooting, she said, "you can see these faces clearly. Today I have revealed the whole process. I will put it on the Internet in ten minutes. Your family is rich and official. It doesn't matter. You have the ability to ask us to buy video! Otherwise you delete it once, and we will send it once! "

Zheng Qiushui had never seen such a difficult woman. He was even more angry at the thought that it was brought by Tang poetry. He went to seize the clothes of Tang poetry and said, "You cheap woman, I want to ruin your reputation!"

Congshan directly pushed her open. He was not angry. When he was angry, his eyes were particularly terrible, "let go!"

"You little white face still protecting her?" Zheng Qiushui did not have that elegant manner, and the people around him rushed up, "hit me! Kill that cheap woman

"Tang poetry!"

The green dinosaur kicked one, and Congshan and Cong Shan protected the Tang poetry behind him. Cong Shan's fight was very fast. He could not see his lazy appearance at ordinary times. His body was as fast as lightning. Lao Wang couldn't help it. He picked up a police station chair from the ground and smashed it on them, "come on! Paralyzed, I haven't fought for hundreds of years. I'll play with you todayHe smashed the chair and pulled a chair leg in his hand, which was a crash to the people who rushed up. The whole police station has become a place for group fighting. The whole police station has become a place of mass fighting. People gather to fight and carry equipment. All of them are in chaos for a moment.

Fangfang looks like a little woman. She is not soft hearted in beating people. She can see how cruel she is when she smashes Fu Mu's head with a bottle of wine. Protecting little moon, I don't know from which police pocket to take out a flick stick, Shua a a long swing, directly connected up, "three three you protect Tang poetry, a long you go to help Lao Wang, small moon to the door to put the media in, this old woman, leave me to clean up!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zheng Qiushui saw Fangfang waving a swing stick straight at her face. The lady hid behind, and her voice was shaking, "it's the opposite! You are going to rebel

"If your son dares to do this, what can we do?"

The media at the door were let in, shouting to open the camera, "fight, fight! Mrs. Fu gathered people to fight for her son

"Shut up! Get him

"Stop it all!"

When Bo ye came in, he let out a roar. Seeing this extremely chaotic scene, the man's face was shocked and said, "you want to sit at the bottom of the prison, don't you?"

Tang poetry heard the voice of thin night, the whole person trembled, why did he come over?

Fu Mu is still behind a few policemen, pressing the gauze on the back of his head, and some blood is not dry rubbing on his palm. The man tut a sound, causing the thin night's attention.

Thin night looks at Fu mu.

"What have you done?"

Zheng Qiushui saw that it was Bo Ye, and he felt that he was supported by someone again. He went directly to Bo Ye and said, "ah ye, you are here. My aunt really wants to take her son back today. These people will not give up..."

"Why not Fangfang went up to shake the stick and pointed at Zheng Qiushui. She was not afraid of the way thin night stood beside Zheng Qiushui, frowning. "You said clearly where are you aggrieved? How can you lock your son in if he tries to force her? You want to take your son away? Do you look down on the law! If your daughter is bullied by other men, you can have such a heart? "

Zheng Qiu's lips trembled with water. "It's unreasonable. My son can't..."

"Then you let him say it himself!"

"Say it! Did you do anything about Tang poetry after drinking! There is no pressure on her, there is no tearing her clothes

Every time Fangfang said a word, Tang poetry shivered, as if thinking of that shadow. Cong Shan held her hand tightly and looked up. Her eyes were fierce like wolves, staring at the thin night.

Thin night is unbelievable, Fu Mu will eventually make such a thing?!

At the end of the day, Fangfang threw her club on the ground. "What kind of savior should I carry less? Who won't?"

Little moon stood there sneering, "it seems that I have to call my brother."

Who's her brother?

Ten minutes later, the head of Fengshen group, the largest special forces unit in Haicheng, was blue Ming, dressed in military uniform, and came in with a sneer. He was very proud, "passing by, I heard someone bullied my sister?"

Shit!

Little moon's brother is actually this ancestor!

Thin night to blue Ming nodded, "long time no see blue home big little."

"Thin little." LAN Ming grinned, "did you come here to mention the rogue?"

Be called a hooligan, Fu Mu end pupil tightening, "is your sister?"

"Here it is."

Sister control nununuzui, "this is my little ancestor, if there is a wayward place, please forgive me." This means that my sister has a bad temper, but you have to carry it and you have to carry it if you don't.

The young and old of the blue family is a prince. He has always been the head of the Central Committee. How did he come to this small police station today?

The crowd looked at the little moon.

Small moon hypocritical smile, "which has, that is, some people play rogue and want to take no legal responsibility."

"It seems that this lady doesn't pay attention to my sister and the law at all..."

LAN Ming looked at Yan Cong Shan, and then at the eye green dinosaur. Finally, he turned his attention to Bo Ye's body, "should Bo Shao not interfere in this matter?"

thin night stood there, and did not know how to respond. Seeing the Fu Fu's eyes was very complicated, he finally gave a straight hissing. "The parties has the final say, I said no."

The party?

People immediately went to see the Tang poetry in the arms of Cong Shan.

When Zheng Qiushui saw LAN Ming, he didn't even give him the face of the thin night. He was flustered. With all this media, it could be suppressed. However, the reputation of the Fu family should not be bad, and his son should never go to prison

She immediately blushed and talked to Tang Shi, and her attitude became like an actor. She said pitifully, "Tang poetry, why don't you hold on to it? My aunt used to protect her son. She had to forgive and forgive her son, and finally she drank too much..."

Now she began to feel bitter. Fangfang was especially afraid that when Tang poetry softened, she would directly put the Virgin Mary on her body and let them go.But now, at least, the face of Tang poetry is still very bad, and there is no plan to stop at all.

"Tang poetry, auntie, she said that..." Bo Ye thinks that this matter is really a scandal and can't be spread out. He wants to stabilize the situation first. Fu Muzhong can be called to apologize after the event in Tang poetry, so he thinks about it and wants to open his mouth, "why don't I apologize to you for Fu Muzhong first, and we'll do it later "

" thin night, do you like to be a hero? "

Tang poetry shrunk in Cong Shan's arms, laughing and mocking, "Fu Mu finally makes a move. It's his business to kowtow, to go to jail or to apologize. I'm the victim. I don't forgive him. It's my business. Who do you think you are, standing here and solving things for me

Zheng Qiushui's face could not go down, "don't bully too much!"

"This sentence is returned to you as it is!" Tang poetry still has tears in her eyes. She never thought that she would be insulted by Fu Muzhong one day. Women's eyes were red, "don't you want to be private? I tell you, I don't! Why should I fulfill your wish? I'm not so selfless. I've been wronged and comforted by others. Even if it's over, I have to forgive people. I'm not going to give up! "