Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 222

Could it be that he is really as jealous as Sunan said?

How can it be?

Sitting down on the black swivel chair, Zhan Yin took out his phone again. After thinking for a long time, he decided to lower his face and reply to Haitong's message. When he clicked on WeChat, he remembered that he had already put Haitong as his WeChat friend. deleted on .

Fortunately, he still remembered Haitong's cell phone number.

After struggling for a while, Zhan Yin mustered up the courage to call Haitong.

"Hi, the phone you dialed is turned off."

Zhan Yin: "..."

Is Haitong's phone turned off?

Or, did she block him?

Zhan Yin immediately used his landline to call Haitong, and he got through, but before Haitong could answer, he interrupted, because he was sure of one thing, Haitong really blocked his mobile number.

Zhan Yin, who wanted to lower his face to ease the relationship between husband and wife, was blocked by Haitong, and immediately returned to the original point.

He was the one who deleted her first, and she then blocked him. Well, the couple had a tie.

Let it go.

Zhan Yin didn't try to contact Hai Tong again, but got up, left the office, surrounded by bodyguards, left the company, and went to Guancheng Hotel for dinner.

As for the person who went to spend money to get rid of his anger, he scanned the goods at the gold store once, and after spending tens of thousands of dollars, he turned off the fire.

Back in the store, Hai Ling had already returned from looking for a job. Looking at her expression, she knew that there was still no harvest today.

Haitong spent tens of thousands of dollars on things, so she didn't dare to move out of the car, lest her sister see it and blame her.

Shen Xiaojun is not a talkative person, without Haitong's consent, he did not tell Hailing about the fact that the young couple entered the Cold War due to a misunderstanding.

"I thought you were going to pick up Zhan Yin and come over to have dinner together."

Seeing her younger sister getting out of the car with her son in her arms, but not her brother-in-law, Hai Ling said something casually.

"I'm going to his company. He's not free at noon. He wants to have dinner with a client."

Hai Tong told a lie.

Hai Ling didn't have any doubts.

After the meal, Hai Ling took a short rest in the store, and went back to work in the afternoon.

Hai Tong, who had spent tens of thousands of dollars on Zhan Yin, also calmed down.

She remembered that when she received the certificate, she was looking for someone to live with as a partner, and the husband and wife did not love each other, so why should she care what he thinks of her?

As long as he didn't ask for a divorce, they could live their lives independently of each other.

After figuring it out, Haitong was in the mood to weave her handicrafts.

In the evening, after Hailing's mother and son had dinner in the store, they politely declined Haitong's offer to send them off, and the mother and son went home by car.

Because Shen Xiaojun was going out at night and Haitong wanted to watch the shop, her sister insisted not to let her drop it off, so Haitong called a taxi for her sister and watched the mother and son get into the car before she went back to the shop to watch in peace.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night that she closed the door as usual and went home.

When the car left the gate of Guancheng Middle School and entered the main road outside, she almost ran into a Land Rover, and she was so startled that she braked suddenly to avoid hitting it.

Only after the Land Rover had passed by did Hai Tong drive again.

And this scene was seen by Zhan Yin who came slowly from behind. Zhan Yin was sitting in his special car at the moment, and Haitong felt familiar, thinking it was the Rolls Royce of the same community resident.

Haitong's car was bought by Zhan Yin. Zhan Yin has a bad memory, so he recognized that it was his wife's car.

But he didn't say anything, just told the driver: "Slow down, don't overtake the car in front."

The driver didn't know the reason, but Ah Qi understood. He explained softly to the driver: "The car in front belongs to the young lady."