MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND

Chapter 27

Seeing that Joan's face was wrong, aunt Fang thought she was angry and was busy comforting her: "madam, don't take it to heart. Although the demon king of our family has a bad temper, he is still very good. Otherwise, I don't dare to joke with him, do I?"

Joan smiled: "it doesn't matter, aunt Fang."

After the label of ignorance and foolishness, Joan added the label of devil with strange temper to Huo Chengzhou.

To sum up, men are not easy to mess with.

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undefinedAfter all, it was a strange environment. Joan didn't sleep well. She finally fell asleep, but she was suddenly awakened by a fierce gunshot.

"Ah!" Joanne sat up from the bed with an exclamation. When she raised her hand to turn on the lamp, she accidentally touched the glass. Then there was a "crash" and the sound of the glass falling to the ground, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

It took Joan five seconds to realize that it was not abroad, that guns were not allowed to be held privately, and there would be no gunshots.

She listened again and realized that the voice came from the next door, that is, the man was playing a game.

She touched the watch on her wrist. It was 2:45. Anyway, it was late at night.

Sitting on the bed with her knees folded and listening to the clear sound of the game from the next room, Joan began to have a trace of regret in her heart.

She checked what her biological parents had left her from Qiao's house. It was just a few small clothes, and the word "an" was embroidered on the back of the collar.

Maybe that's why the Qiao family named her Joan.

But she didn't know whether the word "an" was her first name or last name.

Two ordinary clothes exchanged for a somewhat absurd marriage. She didn't know how to go on in the next days for a while.

Perhaps aunt Fang is right. Huo Chengzhou is a good man, but his good may only be indifferent to the servants.

He dropped out of school at the age of 16 and chewed on the old. At the age of 26, he was still idle... If he hadn't had a disease in his legs, maybe he could catch other bad habits.

In any case, it was not the other half she had imagined, and it was far from it.

In just a few days, she was designed to lose her body. The most precious first night, she didn't even know who the other party was! Now I'm inexplicably married to a man!

In a strange environment and late at night, the already fragile and sensitive emotion was magnified infinitely. Joan couldn't help but sour her nose and hot her eyes, and tears flowed down without warning.

Huo Chengzhou next door clearly heard the scream from Joan's room and the sound of a glass falling to the ground. He thought that with her character, she should come and question him soon.

Just waiting to come and go, but there was no movement.

Huo Chengzhou was inexplicably itchy. After all, curiosity defeated reason. He stepped into his wheelchair and came out of the game room. He came to Joan's door through the wall lamp in the corridor.

At this time, everything was quiet. Huo Chengzhou, who wanted to raise his hand and button the door, keenly heard a repressed cry in the room.

Huo Chengzhou was inexplicably upset when he knocked on the door.

What are you crying about?

What happened to her?

He didn't force her to sleep in a room. Even if she didn't want to marry him and had an ex boyfriend, he endured it. He even promised to work in her piano shop.

What else does she want?

Irritable, Huo Chengzhou folded and left. After returning to the game room, he slammed the door, which was earth shaking.

Originally, the sound of wheelchair rotation was particularly clear in the dark night. With the sound of slamming the door, it was difficult for Joan not to pay attention.

This time, Joan's grievances grew more and more prosperous.

She shouldn't have chosen to get married because of her impulse and being moved by a man. At present, it seems that two people with different views live under the same roof is a kind of torture.

In the game room, the man opened another game.

In the guest bedroom, Joan still cries at the head of the bed