Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

Hearing what the little girl said, Bo Yanchen looked at the little girl, and by the way looked at the direction the little girl was looking at - Lu Qinghuan's perfect profile.

But Lu Qinghuan looks really tired these days, not to mention that he has lost a lot of weight, and his face is still pale. Just now, Lu Qinghuan suddenly appeared from the side of the church, and Bao Yanchen didn't even know when Lu Qinghuan came here .

But rest is important now.

The car was rickety, Lu Qinghuan turned his head after hearing the words, and looked at the little girl with his eyes, without the slightest malice: "You are also very good-looking."

In fact, Lu Qinghuan has another thing in her mind, that is, she feels that this little girl is very similar to herself, and she can even see her own shadow in this little girl, as well as her youthful shadow.

She didn't know why she had such an illusion, but she didn't like bright yellow when she was young.

But the little girl's frowns and smiles, even the movements of blinking or picking the corners of her mouth, made Lu Qinghuan feel particularly familiar.

"Of course she looks good. She is my wife." Bo Yanchen put down the funny documents in his hand, looked at Lu Qinghuan intently, and then focused on the little girl, explaining in English attentively.

"You never told me you had a wife."

The little girl seemed to be upset, she acted a little abnormally, and then returned to her carefree and unrestrained look: "But it's also my fault, because I didn't take the initiative to ask, then... is that little boy your son?"

Xiao Zhouzhou seemed to have heard the little girl ask about him, and when she heard the little girl describe him as "little boy", Xiao Zhouzhou was immediately unhappy: "I now have an ID card for an adult male citizen, you can Call me Mr. Zhouzhou."

Xiao Zhouzhou's English sounded correct, almost reaching the level of broadcasting, but the voice was childish.

When the little girl heard that Xiao Zhouzhou answered her words fluently, she immediately became interested: "Then Mr. Zhouzhou, how long will it take you to reach the age of an adult male?"

Looking at the little boy's chubby face and super high IQ, the little girl grinned from ear to ear, but her eyes still wandered to a certain place from time to time, and a certain place in her heart suddenly hurt.

"Don't you know that asking a boy's age is a very taboo subject?"

After Xiao Zhouzhou finished speaking, everyone in the carriage laughed, even Bo Yanchen unconsciously twitched his lips.

The little girl's face turned red, because she found that Bo Yanchen's smile was so pretty! !

When Jiang Wenying was brought to the relevant investigation place, she desperately wanted to see Mrs. Wang.

Sure enough, Mrs. Wang arrived soon, and the two sat facing each other, with a huge iron table between them, and people in police uniforms were watching.

"You find a way to make those people around you go away."

Jiang Wenying didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, her tone was still not tense, and she even bossed her around, treating Mrs. Wang as if she were a servant.

"If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly. Why do you drive him away?"

Mrs. Wang will not be led by the nose by the young girl in front of her.

"Actually, it's okay not to let them leave here, but I'm afraid to wait for what I said, and let you sit here like me."

Jiang Wenying is not afraid of anything, she just says what she wants, and doesn't leave a way out for herself at all.

"You are threatening me."

"If you don't want to accept my threats, feel free."

So 5 minutes later, Mrs. Wang successfully asked a few policemen nearby to drink tea not far away, and there was no one next to them.

Jiang Wenying leaned forward:
"I have known for a long time that when something happens, you will be the first to push me out as a shield, okay, no problem! I will be the shield, but you have to find a way to let me out, after all, this is not me What you did, you know it well."

Jiang Wenying has already made it very clear that it doesn't matter how long she can stay here now, but she must ensure that Mrs. Wang outside can take her out.

Instead of treating her like a waste chess piece.

In addition, it would be even better if the promised money could be given to her.

"Those black and white words are all signed with your name. Didn't you think of this when you signed so many documents? It's just your one-man show from beginning to end."

Mrs. Wang coughed twice, stood up and wanted to leave.

She didn't want to continue arguing with this lunatic any longer.

"If the news I know is correct, then Mr. Wang is really pitiful. After the brilliant first half of his life, he was imprisoned and threatened by you for the second half of his life. Either he was imprisoned by you or he was running all the time. , This person is so pitiful." Jiang Wenying paused for a moment, then smiled even wider:
"I didn't even have my own dignity when I finally died. I was imprisoned and imprisoned until I died. I could have lived a few more years and enjoyed my old age peacefully, but because my heart was closed and my soul was also closed, I died early. died."

Jiang Wenying's words were extremely lethal to Mrs. Wang. During the few days after Mr. Wang passed away, Mrs. Wang's spirit was not in a good state, and she finally eased up. The people below were unwilling to mention Mrs. Wang's death The news of his death only temporarily preserved his coffin.

Now suddenly being brought up by Jiang Wenying in front of her, Mrs. Wang stood up excitedly at that moment. She recalled Mr. Wang's face in her mind, and she recalled that she had nothing to say sorry to that man these years. The place.

Why can't that man just love herself? If that man only loves her in this life, why would she be so cruel?

She stared at Jiang Wenying's face in front of her: "If you say it, you will be finished."

Mrs. Wang's words were not a joke, her voice was very low.

"Of course, after I say it, your people will naturally find a way to suppress this matter, and then find a way to silence me, and invite various public relations, but once I reveal this tone, then It is beyond my control to spread the word from ten to ten, to a hundred to a hundred, just like a fire in the forest, the speed at which the fire spreads does not depend on the size of the flame at all."

Jiang Wenying also stood up with Mrs. Wang, and the two were about the same height: "It doesn't matter if I'm dead. To you, I'm just an ant trampled on by thousands of people, but you managed to get rid of it today." Sitting in this position, just because your ex-husband collapsed to the ground in an instant, are you willing?"

Jiang Wenying was sure.

"How long can you last in there?"

"It depends on my mood, up to three months." Jiang Wenying sat down and assumed a comfortable posture.

"You're dreaming!" Madam Wang clenched her teeth.

"Ok?"

"I will try my best."