Chapter 1517 We all married good husbands

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the severe pain, his thoughts drifted far away.

It was as if he had just met her at that time...

Mo Nanjue wondered if he didn't cherish her enough at that time, so he was destined to not get her.

If everything could be done over again...

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Tong Ran hung up the phone and returned to the sofa. Su Qingtian lowered her head, "Xiao Ran, are you pregnant?"

Tong Ran didn't want to mention this topic anymore, "Yes."

"Just now……"

The gentle smile on Tong Ran's lips has not yet faded, "I'm on the phone with my husband."

Su Qing nodded and helped her sit down, "Then you should pay attention to rest. Pregnancy is a big deal for a woman."

"My husband will be back in a few days," Tong Ran couldn't help but feel a little more cordial. She held her hand, "Sister, I heard from mom that you are married."

Su Qingtian looked evasive and had no choice but to answer bravely, "Yes... yes."

"Is it American?"

"……Yes."

Tong Ran leaned on the sofa and asked, "Is he good to you?"

Su Qingtian choked with sobs. Was Mo Nanjue good to her? She lowered her eyes. In her mind, women were supposed to serve men, so how could they make men treat her well?

She did not answer, but asked, "Xiaoran, does your husband treat you well?"

Tong Ran nodded without thinking, "He is very good to me. He does everything for me, takes care of me, tolerates me... In short, he is an extremely good husband."

Su Qingtian held her hand tightly when she heard this. She was still not used to being called husband, "That's good...my husband is also very good to me."

Tong Ran thought of the phone call just now, and felt sweet in her heart, "Sister, it seems that we have both married good husbands."

Su Qingtian nodded stiffly. She actually wanted to see what Xiao Ran's husband was like.

She doesn't expect Mo Nanjue to treat her like Xiaoran's husband, she just hopes to see him every day...

The two talked for a while, but Su Qingtian kept being obedient and answered whatever she asked. Tong Ran and she couldn't chat happily, so they had to go upstairs to rest.

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On the seventh day, Xie Yanghua took the time to visit the villa that day.

The place is secluded and difficult for ordinary people to get in. It is bustling 24 hours a day and business is very good. It is said that the funds taken in in one day can exceed the income of the New York Stock Exchange in one hour.

But no one knows who the owner of this place is, and no one has seen it. They only know that he is an extremely mysterious person.

The waiter led Xie Yanghua in and handed over the sign, "No. 37."

"Okay," the waiter looked at it after taking it, "come this way."

The diamond-encrusted carpets are layered on top of each other, exuding an air of luxury all around.

The waiter led him to the innermost room on the third floor, "No. 37 is in there."

Xie Yanghua nodded, but before he could move forward, the door was pushed open.

Several tall American men came out wearing buttons and talking and laughing.

Xie Yanghua glanced at it and walked in.

The room was filled with splendid decorations, filled with the smell of some kind of perfume. Various props were placed around the tables, chairs and even the bathtub, and torn clothes were scattered all over the floor.

All in all, it's messy.

There is a large round bed in the center, with a gauze curtain on the top.

There was a man sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a white bathrobe loosely on his body. He lowered his head and put his long, white hands on his legs. His thin bangs seemed to have just been washed and were now resting on his forehead.
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