Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Hearing that Jun Shao was serious and chilling, Ye Ling didn't dare to delay, and she entered the bedroom with her mobile phone.

She looked at Madame Young in bed, and said distressedly, "Jun Young, Madam She ..."

Feng Sujin heard the voice, and she opened her eyes weakly, "Ye Ling ..."

Ye Ling stopped to talk to Jun Shao, and handed her mobile phone to Feng Sujin. "Madam, Jun Shao wants to talk to you."

Feng Sujin opened his eyes tiredly.

She looked at Ye Ling's look, probably guessed something, and knew that Ye Ling might have said to Jun Mohan.

She doesn't answer the phone now, and Jun Mohan knows her situation. If she refuses to answer the call, Jun Mohan may be worried.

She could only take her cell phone and turned on the handsfree, "Hey, Mo Han ~"

She didn't even have the strength to put her phone in her ear, so she just had to answer the phone and talk.

Obviously I miss it. At this time, I don't even have the strength to miss it.

Even if I tried to make my voice look normal, the weakness and the powerlessness were passed through the mobile phone.

Ye Ling quietly walked out of the room and closed the bedroom door. Shao Jun and Mrs. Shao called, and she, as a subordinate, avoided it.

I just hope that Jun Shao knows Mrs. Shao's situation and can return early.

All the circumstances of the Jun family must be carried by Mrs. Young. Mrs. Young is too hard. Anyway, she is distressed. It is estimated that Jun Shao will also be distressed.

When Jun Mohan heard Feng Sujin's voice, he could understand something in an instant, and his heart seemed to be pierced by the needle several times.

Jun Mohan rolled his throat a few times before he found his voice, and said hoarsely, "Ajin, I'm sorry ..."

I'm sorry, only he knows it, I'm sorry he made her suffer, I'm sorry he didn't have a good tone that day, I'm sorry, when she was injured and had a fever, he was not around ...

Many, many words, one sentence is really difficult to say.

The pain of missing him, almost tortured, is going crazy.

Even when talking, his throat was hoarse and hoarse, so distressed.

Just listening to Ye Ling said that he was very distressed, but when he really heard Feng Sujin's voice, he knew how painful his heart was.

Feng Sujin's mouth evoked a faint smile, and said exhaustedly, "Why do you say I'm sorry, I'm fine, it's fine, don't listen to Ye Ling talking in a mess."

It's all this time, and she is still comforting him.

Jun Mohan's eyes became red and moist. Why did she always like to be wronged so much, she said nothing and held her in her heart.

He was someone she could rely on, and he didn't want her to be so strong.

Even if she was coquettish with him like before, but not.

She doesn't even miss it now.

Jun Mohan can feel a sense of alienation permeating between the two. He wants to break this alienation, but he doesn't know where to start.

Jun Mohan's throat rolled twice, so many things he wanted to say, but couldn't say, and didn't know where to start.

In the end, he had no choice but to concentrate on Shinto: "A Jin, the last call was mine, I'm sorry ..."

"Man Han, don't say sorry, you helped me so much. It was my self-assertion. The company's affairs were resolved. You used the check you gave. You don't have to worry about anything. The emperor is fine. If you keep it, you don't have to worry about it ... "

Feng Sujin whispered and said, all the things said were not hers.