MTL - Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

Just as the man opened the door for a moment, he did not take another step forward.

Fang Cai, Ling Ling is about to ring the doorbell, this door will open, but it is a familiar face in memory, how many years? She actually remembers.

"dad?"

The man’s eyes were wet, but he immediately returned to God. Now is not the time to recognize.

"You got the wrong person."

At this time, Meng Xinyan also chased down the building. When he heard the voice of the "Dad", he also believed that he did not admit the wrong person.

"You are Linghaixuan."

Meng Xinyan said as she walked down the stairs.

When the coffin saw that the mother had nothing to do, it was only a little relieved that the father had saved his mother.

The man pretended not to hear, was about to leave, but was stopped by the coffin. "Sorry, we are indeed the wrong person, you look like my father."

Meng Xinyan stopped his footsteps.

After Han Luyuan was tied up, Mencius and Mencius also rushed down. They just heard the words of the mother, "You are Linghaixuan."

The two looked at each other and their stepfather was not dead yet?

However, the older sister said that he only admits the wrong person, and the two did not pay attention to it.

The courier lowered his head slightly, but fortunately they all believed that he was dead. "It doesn't matter, I have to send the courier."

"Wait a minute, you have helped us so much today, we must thank you."

"Thanks, I don't have to, I still have work, goodbye."

"Which courier company are you?"

The coffin asked behind him.

auzw.com "I am..." The man looked down at the sign on his overalls. Didn't he write anything?

“From here to Shanghai, can you send the ‘Qiantong Express’ company in two days?”

The man was still thinking, just listened to her, and then turned around. "Yes, it will be available in two days."

The coffin gently slaps the lips. "I have a courier to send, do you receive it here?"

"Sorry, I am not responsible for the receipt."

"Then I will pack you up and give it to my mom." Lingbi looked at him with a black belly.

"..."

"Dad, how long do you have to pretend to be a courier?"

"..."

After the coffin alarm, the police recorded the confession and took away Han Luyuan, who had just woke up.

"Why do you arrest me? I am the chairman of the Han company. You have caught the wrong person."

"To be honest, people are showing evidence."

After the police left Han Luyuan, Lingbi also brought Linghaixuan back home.

Along the way, Meng Xinyan’s eyes have been stuck on Ling Haixuan’s body and have not been removed.

When Ling Haixuan saw the simple and luxurious arrangement in the home, there was a feeling of incomprehension in his heart.

The large living room is like a cage, and the family surrounds him, and he is like a prisoner awaiting trial.

"Who are you? Why do you pretend to be a man?" Meng Xinyan is the only one who can think of it now, only for this reason.

"I... I grew up like this, I didn't pretend to be anyone."

"But... I obviously saw that my man had a car accident. After I entered the hospital, I never came out again. You can't be him." Meng Xinyan analyzed sensibly, but he didn't want to be rational.

The man sighed and hoped that they would recognize themselves and hope that they would not recognize them. "Heart, sorry, I was forced to make a fake death."