Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

Yang Qingheng smoothed the hair on the back of her head and smiled: "Thank you, Officer Tang."

Tang Bainian put his fist to his lips. He really didn't expect that a girl who could still hold her hand calmly after a scratched hand would be afraid of a small insect.

True...cute.

"What's so funny about this? Don't you have anything to be afraid of?" Yang Qingheng rolled his eyes at him, and most of the fear in his heart dissipated.

However, the two of them didn't know that in Song Hengjue's eyes, such a scene was simply flirting.

Yesterday you said you didn't want a divorce, and today you hooked up with someone new? A woman's mouth is indeed a liar.

Feeling inexplicably unhappy, he strode forward and separated the two of them: "Yang Qingheng, you..."

Seeing Tang Bainian's familiar face, his expression froze.

The overwhelming sense of humiliation of betrayal rushed to his head, and he punched Tang Bainian to the ground. He grabbed his collar and said angrily: "So this is why you persuade me to divorce every day? When did you hook up with her?"

He really didn't expect that shameless Tang Bainian would still have such thoughts.

Thinking of how much he had been fooled by him during this period, Song Hengjue wanted to beat him to death.

Tang Bainian's head fell to the ground. He was blank for a moment and pointed at Yang Qingheng. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Song Hengjue: "Song Hengjue, listen to my explanation..."

Before he finished speaking, another fist hit him hard on the bridge of the nose.

Song Hengjue was irrational, and Tang Bainian was not a vegetarian either. He turned over and the two of them struggled with each other.

Looking at such a chaotic scene, Yang Qingheng felt his head splitting in pain. He rushed forward and hugged Tang Bainian's fist tightly: "Tang Bainian, stop fighting."

Tang Bainian was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly relaxed his strength. As a result, he was punched twice in the face by Song Hengjue.

He almost laughed angrily, a little sourness oozing out of his heart, and even he didn't notice it.

Yang Qingheng felt guilty and turned to see if there was any injury on Song Hengjue's face. However, the man just glanced at her lightly, sneered, and turned away without giving her a chance to explain.

Dog temper, donkey brain!

Yang Qingheng cursed secretly and ran after him.

Erniu picked up the luggage that Song Hengjue had left behind and chased after him. After thinking about it, he ran back with a black face and spat fiercely: "We treat you as brothers, you cuckolded my eldest brother, Tang Bainian, you bastard, you not human!"

He didn't like Yang Qingheng being his sister-in-law, but that didn't mean he was happy for his eldest brother to be cuckolded, especially Tang Bainian!

Tang Bainian's head was buzzing, he was in confusion, and he couldn't speak at all. What's more, if he wanted to explain, it was to Song Hengjue, and there was no need to explain to an outsider like Er Niu.

Yang Qingheng strode after him and finally grabbed Song Hengjue's hand after entering the yard.

"Hey, are you jealous?" She poked her head out from behind, her tone was particularly proud, and she patiently explained, "Tang Bainian and I are just ordinary friends, don't be angry."

Song Hengjue sneered and turned around, his calm eyes looking like he was looking at a clown trying his best to act.

One sentence revealed: "Can ordinary friends touch your face? Yang Qingheng, is it true that you can throw yourself into the arms of any man, are you so despicable?"

Yang Qingheng's heart was torn violently, and the pain instantly swept through her limbs and bones, causing her eyes to turn black.

"What did you say?" She couldn't believe it and squeezed out a few words from her mouth.

Song Hengjue smashed the cup and pinched her shoulders, with hatred rolling in his eyes: "Since you like someone else, why don't you want a divorce? Why are you pestering me? What do you want..."

"Snapped!"

Yang Qingheng's shoulder hurt and he slapped him with his backhand.

"Have you calmed down now? Can you talk properly?"