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

"Auntie will get off work later. We haven't talked for a long time. How about you sleep with me tonight?" Yao Ying held her hand and tentatively tested.

The smile on Song Hengjue's face faded: "It's not convenient for two people to sleep together. It's such a winter. Even if you turn over the quilt, air-conditioning will come in. Both of you will catch a cold tomorrow."

"That's right." Yao Ying felt that what he said made sense, but she was still a little disappointed.

I heard from Fang Nan that Yang Qingheng had a child, and I originally wanted to get close to see the child. If we could chat, we could have some contact in the future.

Yang Qingheng's mouthful of auntie's words made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Fang Nan looked at Song Hengjue pretending to be calm and rolled his eyes loudly in his heart.

"What are you doing here with me if you don't go back to your room? Get out." Song Hengjue came out of the bathroom and saw Fang Nan sitting on the sofa in the room with her legs crossed. She looked at him with a sly look, feeling a chill in her heart and rubbing her hands. I felt goosebumps, and I wrapped my bathrobe tightly with my backhand, making it airtight.

"What are you doing?" Fang Nan touched his chin, smiled like a thief, and said in a faint tone, "I'm afraid someone is going to make a fuss tonight, so I'll come over and watch the excitement."

"I think your brain is spinning, and you are going crazy day by day," Song Hengjue scorned, holding him by the back of his collar and kicking him out, "Am I the kind of villain who takes advantage of others' danger? If you dare to spread rumors again, I will throw you out of my house."

Fang Nan chuckled, seeing through it without saying anything. He waved his hand and walked downstairs.

"Just don't force me. I'll sleep in the guest room downstairs. You don't have to worry about me."

After finishing speaking, I felt that it was unnecessary.

Don't say that Song Hengjue is not that kind of person, even if he is, Yang Qingheng's crazy character can strip him naked and throw him downstairs to hang.

another room.

As soon as Yang Qingheng came out of the bathroom, she saw the phone vibrating on the bed. She didn't know how long it had been ringing, so she reached out and picked it up.

"It's so windy outside, where are you? Are you okay?" Tang Bainian's anxious voice came through the phone.

Yang Qingheng was silent for a moment, feeling guilty: "The wind is too strong and it's not safe to drive. I stayed in a hotel outside after talking about the matter. I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry."

"I hope you're okay. I just came back not long ago." Tang Bainian nodded with a gentle voice.

His dark eyes stared at the photo sent by the secretary, his eyes dark and unclear.

After hanging up the phone, he dialed another number: "Has the person been found?"

"Deputy Director, found it."

Tang Bainian's eyes flashed with cruelty: "Make an appointment with her."

Yang Qingheng always felt that the man's voice was a bit strange today. After thinking about it, he felt that his idea was a bit too much.

How can people be in a good mood every day? Tang Bainian just has a good temper, but he is not a saint.

I shivered, closed the window and got into bed.

Unfortunately, the bed in winter was cold. Even with the electric blanket, my feet were still chilly. I didn’t close my eyes until late at night. I sighed and was about to get up to get a glass of water when the door creaked. stand up.

Steady footsteps were approaching here, and a black shadow was vaguely visible in the darkness.

After twenty years of getting along, the familiarity seems to be engraved in our bones. Even if there is no light, you can clearly know that the son of a bitch is next to you when you listen to the footsteps.

The man didn't speak, and she didn't make a sound either. She slowly closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping. She wanted to see what this bitch was going to do.

However, he didn't feel the man's movement for a long time. Yang Qingheng hesitated for a few seconds and half-opened his eyes.

He looked at the black shadow in front of him with doubts and was confused.

Song Hengjue wanted to take action, but his face was burning uncomfortably, and he couldn't move when he thought about the shameful things he was going to do later.

Holding on to the belt, she couldn't convince herself to lie down on her bed like the men in the nightclub.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night..." Yang Qingheng couldn't sleep for several hours. He was already on the verge of irritability. His head jumped twice, and he sat up and turned on the night light on the bedside.

However, seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes widened.

Song Hengjue was startled, and when he noticed the woman's direct gaze, his face suddenly turned as red as a prawn, and he hurriedly hugged his body.

"Are you... seducing me?" Yang Qingheng was silent for a moment, realizing it later.

Thinking that the man wished he had fine hair today, he patted his head, which was a little funny.

"I'm not talking about you, Song Hengjue, do you think you are cheap or not? When I wanted to live with you before, you brought outsiders to make me angry. Now that I have a family, what do you mean by this? What did you say about Tang Bainian in the first place? forget?"

Song Hengjue hesitated for most of the night before making up his mind to come over. Now that he was being ridiculed by her, he almost couldn't hold back the sour water in his heart.

Of course he remembered that six years ago he said that Tang Bainian was seducing women and did not look like a serious person.

"Stop making trouble, I'm tired, get out." Yang Qingheng was annoyed when she saw his pitiful appearance. Now that she looked pitiful, he wanted to send her directly to the crematorium when he was angry.

"I...I'm different from him." Song Hengjue swallowed nervously and gave up.

Yang Qingheng raised his eyebrows.

Song Hengjue gritted his teeth and threw his face directly on the ground and rubbed it: "I don't need my status."

The corner of Yang Qingheng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't figure out his brain circuit: "So?"

Tell him clearly: "Song Hengjue, I have said before that we can be strangers in the future, and it is not impossible to be friends, but don't do this to me. I am very satisfied with my marriage to Tang Bainian. He’s perfect for me.”

"But he cheated. If he can cheat, why can't you? Are you willing?" Song Hengjue laughed angrily, "Do you like him so much?"

She was clearly not this kind of person before, but he didn't understand what Tang Bainian had brainwashed her into in just five years!

"Tell me why I like him," Yang Qingheng looked at him with red eyes and almost cried. She became interested and sat up straight. "Just because he has been with me for the past five years, I have been in love for a long time." Don’t you understand, haven’t you experienced it in your previous life?”

Of course Song Hengjue knew.

In her previous life, Yang Qingheng initially liked Gu Yi, that scumbag. If he hadn't come from behind and stayed with her for so many years, how would he have gotten the upper hand.

"Clang!" A dull voice came from outside.