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

Yang Qingheng trembled all over and looked outside.

Only Yao Ying was heard muttering to himself.

"Oh, it's such a winter. There are actually mice running around. They even dropped the kitchen knife. It's so cold. Go back to bed."

Yang Qingheng: ...Old lady, you are really fake.

Forget about making trouble and letting the elders see it, Yang Qingheng's face was hot all night and he had no sleep all night. When eating breakfast the next morning, he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look into the old lady's eyes.

After eating, he ran away in despair.

Song Hengjue picked up the car keys on the table and strode after him: "I'll give it to you."

"Stop," Yao Ying, who had been silent all morning, shouted and nodded to Yang Qingheng, "Qingheng, you still have work to do, so go ahead. I still have something to say to Hengjue."

"Well, let's meet again when we have the chance." Yang Qingheng looked at the old lady, then at Song Hengjue, then thoughtfully closed the door to the living room and walked outside.

"What do you want to say?" Song Hengjue felt a little guilty, his eyes wandering.

The old lady shouted angrily, her chest heaving violently with anger, and she almost fainted: "You uneducated idiot, kneel down!"

The last time Song Hengjue saw the old lady so angry was when Yang Qingheng left. He was afraid that she would be really angry, so he knelt down honestly.

However, he didn't expect that the feather duster would fall on his back in the next second, and he gasped.

"Song Hengjue, what did I teach you when you were a child? You really read all the books in the dog's belly. You can't think of being a lover and destroying other people's marriages." Yao Ying really wanted to beat him to death. She originally thought He was the one who got divorced. Now that everyone has a family, he is also the one who wants to get back together.

Isn't this putting Yang Qingheng on the fire? This bitch is not doing good things day by day, and is causing trouble to others!

Now that he has children, what's the use of regretting now.

"In the future, if you look for Yang Qingheng again, I will break your legs!" The old lady gritted her teeth.

Song Hengjue frowned and said nothing.

"Why are you pretending to be a lover here now? You weren't the one who introduced your wife to Tang Bainian? I just forgot to give birth to you." The old lady laughed angrily.

Listening to the scolding inside, Yang Qingheng opened the door, hesitated, turned around and left.

Yao Ying was tired from beating him, but when she saw that her son was still silent, she felt angry, but she was also afraid that she would really hurt him, so she simply threw away the feather duster, hating that iron could not become steel.

"Song Hengjue, what do you want me to say about you? You are dozens of years old. You can't even tell what you want. You are messing around all day long. Even if you catch me, what do you want Qingheng to do? There are so many people in the capital. You know her, but why do you want her to give up the company and follow you to Hainan Province?"

When Fang Nan saw the intense scene below, he shrank his neck and closed the door.

Song Hengjue was silent, opened the door in a daze, and grinned while lying on the bed.

Turning around, he saw a flash of blue, his eyes paused, and he reached out and took it out, it turned out to be a handkerchief.

I rubbed it gently and put my backhand into my pocket when I felt a hard object. I opened it to surprise and found a ring inside.

A silver ring with diamonds so small that he was silent.

He was so angry that he almost wanted to laugh.

Tang Bainian's perfunctory manner was touching. It was pitiful that the stupid woman still had hope in him and was unwilling to divorce.

It seemed like I had encountered something dirty, and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

He turned over and pulled his suitcase to go out.

The aunt glanced at his back as he went out. She didn't dare to show her anger, so she opened the door and wanted to go in.

But I saw the person who had just gone out, his face as black as coal, rushed in, kicked open the door with a bang, dug out the trash can aggressively, threw something into his pocket, and walked out again with a sullen face.

The aunt swallowed her saliva and looked strange.

...Xiao Song looks like he is insane today.

Song Hengjue pulled the suitcase and pushed open the glass door. The secretaries all looked over with strange eyes.

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows and looked towards Fang Nan behind him.

Fang Nan shrugged, pointed at the back of Song Hengjue's head, and made a crying face gesture.

Mo Yao felt funny in his heart, but he had a worried look on his face, so honest that he wanted to find a place to shrink in.

Song Hengjue was completely unaware of the exchange between the two, pushed open the office door, and closed it forcefully.

Mo Yao finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. While going to the water dispenser to get water, he bumped Fang Nan with his elbow and raised his chin towards the office: "Are you broken in love?"

"It's not a broken love, I don't care at all." Fang Nan raised his eyes and looked outside. After finding no one, he whispered to her.

"Tsk, that person has quite high standards." Mo Yao raised his eyebrows, unable to suppress the gloating in his tone. Before he could laugh out loud, a male voice came from the office.

"Mo Yao come in."

Mo Yao:......

Fang Nan patted her shoulder and silently lit a candle in his heart.

"be careful."

Mo Yao felt his gloating and rolled his eyes: "I am the secretary-general now. Your little secretary, please speak to me calmly. If I have something to do today, I will put on some shoes for you tomorrow."

Putting down the cup, he opened the office door: "Mr. Song, what do you want from me?"

Song Hengjue was silent for a moment, as if it was difficult to say: "That's it, my friend tried your method, but the person he liked said he didn't want to go back, and then... he didn't want to get divorced. Do you have any other options? "

Is there anything I can do? Isn't it obvious that people look down on him?

Mo Yao complained in his heart and asked himself, Song Hengjue's face is indeed very superior. If he really tried to seduce a woman, the success rate would be [-]% if not [-]%.

If people don't bother to eat it if they offer it to their door, it shows that they are really hard-hearted, and if they try to get involved with it, they will be annoying.

Unfortunately, the person in front of her was her boss, so she had to swallow all the complaints and pretend to analyze rationally.

"If a woman doesn't take the bait, it means that either the man doesn't work hard enough, or the man isn't handsome enough. Sometimes you should look for your own reasons. Have you maintained your appearance over the years and have you exercised well?"

"Are you...serious?" Song Hengjue always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't express it.

"Of course, Mr. Song, don't you believe me yet?" Mo Yao said seriously.

Song Hengjue was speechless and waved his hand.

When the office door closed, he threw down the pen and subconsciously touched his abdominal muscles, feeling a little embarrassed.

I've been working overtime for too long and haven't exercised for too long. It seems like I'm not as tight as before.

That old pervert Yang Qingheng might really have this reason!

When I picked up the mirror, I took a deep breath.

I didn't sleep well last night, and my beard is already faintly green, and my eyes are slightly black, which looks like a kidney deficiency!

His eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

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"What do you think of this?" Yang Qingheng turned to look at Tang Bainian.

I had always said that I would accompany him to buy a car, but then the company's affairs increased and he went on a business trip again. It has been postponed until now. It is a bit embarrassing for some reason. As soon as I found time today, I brought him here immediately.

Tang Bainian nodded, his eyes wandering: "Anything is fine." His mind was not on the car at all, but on Yang Qingheng's bare fingers.

"Why is your ring missing?"