Chapter 4

The boss lady also knew that her husband was not a good guy. Since Zhang Haitian said that, it must be that his husband had done something wrong. The unworthy look revealed in the eyes of those onlookers, the boss lady also saw that he was a businessman. If he offended these people, his business would come to his house in the future. What else would he rely on for his husband and he live in the future? So after thinking about it, the boss lady had to step down when he saw the opportunity, so he said that to Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian.

Lin Lanfang opened her mouth when she heard the boss's wife say this, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything like she remembered. Instead, she sighed slightly and took Zhang Haitian home. The onlookers saw that there was no fun to watch, and they all dispersed one by one.

When he got home, Zhang Haitian cried out with a wow. Lin Lanfang saw that after just a while, Zhang Haitian's face had become swollen high, and he couldn't help but feel very distressed. Under such circumstances, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but hug Zhang Haitian tightly. Tears couldn't help but shed tears in his big watery eyes. Zhang Haitian hugged Lin Lanfang's body tightly and said loudly: Mom, where are Dad? If Dad is here, I will definitely not be bullied by those people like this.

In Zhang Haitian's young heart, I vaguely felt that it was because he saw his orphan and widowed mother that he bullied him like this. If his father was there, he would definitely not be bullied like this. Zhang Haitian is also a very strong person in his heart. He just got a slap from the boss's wife in broad daylight. Although it was painful, his strong heart did not make Zhang Haitian cry in front of everyone. But after returning home, the grievance could no longer be vented.

Seeing Zhang Haitian's grieving eyes and listening to Zhang Haitian's crying voice, Lin Lanfang's heart trembled, but Lin Lanfang didn't know how to answer Zhang Haitian's words. So, under this situation, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but gently stroke Zhang Haitian's head and said to Zhang Haitian softly: Haitian, don't cry anymore, mom knows that you are wronged, but you are still young, and now you tell me to you, you won't understand. When you grow up, I will tell you everything about your father. Okay, Haitian, does the place where you just got beaten hurt?

Although Zhang Haitian still had tears in his eyes, he shook his head obediently when he heard Lin Lanfang's question, so as not to add sadness to his mother. Lin Lanfang looked at the sensible Zhang Haitian in his arms and sighed: Haitian, he is such a good child, but my mother tells you that when you encounter this situation in the future, you must not be so impulsive anymore. Do you know, otherwise, you will suffer, and your mother will feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Haitian raised his head, a firm look flashing in his eyes, and looked at Lin Lanfang and said: Mom, don’t say this, I am your son and the only man in the family. The mothers of other children are protected by their fathers, but my father is not here, so I want to protect you from being bullied a little bit. Mom, don’t worry, I am just too young now and can’t beat them, but there will be one day when I will grow up. At that time, how do people treat us? I will repay them ten times.

Zhang Haitian's words made Lin Lanfang's heart tremble again. He thought of persuading Zhang Haitian, but he didn't know where to start. Under such circumstances, Lin Lanfang had to stop talking. After a while, the mother and son hugged each other, Lin Lanfang got up to cook, while Zhang Haitian sat obediently doing homework. However, what Lin Lanfang didn't see was that when Zhang Haitian was doing homework, his eyes were constantly turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian had dinner, it was already dark. Zhang Haitian looked at Lin Lanfang who was cleaning up the dishes and said: Mom, I'll go out for a while

Lin Lanfang, who was washing dishes there, responded casually, and Zhang Haitian walked out of the house. As soon as he walked out of the house, a hint of hatred smile appeared on Zhang Haitian's small face: You wait, I'm here to take revenge

In a small house, the boss lady was sitting there, wearing only shorts and shorts. The snow-white muscles were all visible under the light. The towering mountain peaks supported the short clothes high, and a beautiful lonely shape was drawn on the boss lady's chest, which was exuding a faint temptation. The boss lady's snow-white thighs were exposed there like that. Although the skin was a little loose, it looked unique because the skin was better than snow.

And now, the boss was sitting opposite the boss's wife, with his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing the boss lying there half-deadly, the boss's wife couldn't help but say to the boss: So hot

While talking, the boss lady unbuttoned the button of her shirt. Suddenly, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed from the boss lady's clothes. Under the light, it emitted a dazzling white light. Its appearance really made the man feel moved, and he would involuntarily feel an impulse in his heart.

However, the boss seemed to turn a blind eye to all this, still half-closed his eyes, humming something in his mouth. Seeing that the boss ignored him, the boss couldn't help but raise his mouth, stood up, walked to the boss half-lying on the recliner, stretched out his feet, kicked the boss, and then said coquettishly: Death, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about the butt of the slutty woman? Is there anything I can't compare to her? Look at your death, even if I take off my mother and I'm in front of you, you may not be able to get hard.

Speaking of this, the boss naturally couldn't say anything anymore. In this situation, the boss couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at the boss's wife: What's your name? I've been busy for a day and tired? What's wrong? The public food I just paid for you last night, you want it again today.

The boss lady gave the boss a blank look: You can also call it "delivery to pay for public grain", fuck, in less than three strokes, you vented it and transferred my mother in the air, which really made me feel so useless. Why are you so useless? Or I am not attractive to you? Every time, you just have to do it, and make me half-dead. If this continues, I will be angry with you to death.