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

The cold wind was raging outside the window and the heat was billowing inside the car.

I don't know how long it took, but everything finally calmed down. Yang Qingheng's face flushed and she fell asleep. Song Hengjue took a deep breath, put his thin lips against her red ears, picked up the sweater on the ground, and wiped it carefully for her. .

He opened the car window for a while and then waved to the window.

Fang Nan didn't look sideways, got into the car, pulled on his seat belt and drove, sneezing twice.

I scolded Song Hengjue a thousand times in my heart.

The two policemen had been picked up by the car arranged by Song Hengjue, and he, the biggest enemy and the driver, had been freezing outside in the northwest wind for several hours.

When they arrived at the hotel, Song Hengjue held the soaked sweater and walked towards the trash can not far away. He lifted it up and was about to throw it in. After a moment of hesitation, he still took it in.

After the thrill and several hours of physical labor, Yang Qingheng fell into a drowsy sleep. When he opened his eyes, it was already the morning of the next day.

The blazing sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she closed her eyes in discomfort.

The man came in with breakfast and rushed over to close the curtains.

Yang Qingheng was stunned, and the memories of yesterday suddenly came to her. Her expression froze, and she pulled back the quilt and took a look. She was wearing a set of pajamas that she didn't know where she came from.

Song Hengjue tightened his grip on the curtains, put his fist against his lips and coughed dryly, his eyes wandering, he glanced at her secretly, then quickly took it back, pointing to the breakfast on the table: "There are no tofu puddings in Jiang Province, so I bought them for you. I ordered white fungus soup, pumpkin and millet porridge, and a few meat buns. You can eat whichever you like. I..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman in front of him stood up and went directly to the bathroom.

When he came out, he had already put on the shirt he had prepared, and the two sat facing each other. The rare quiet moment made Song Hengjue feel uncomfortable all over, especially after the close contact between the two yesterday.

Yang Qingheng was starving, so she just nodded to him, buried her head in the bowl of porridge, and drank two bowls in a row before she felt full.

Song Hengjue pinched and gnawed on the meat buns that she disliked. When he saw her stop, he handed over the handkerchief in his pocket with great discernment.

Yang Qingheng looked at him strangely, until he felt guilty before speaking: "How was the interrogation of those two people at the police station yesterday?"

When it came to business, Song Hengjue sat up straight: "The police department conducted an investigation and said that those two people were angry because you intercepted their order, so they deliberately retaliated."

"You mean, they admitted that they were working with human traffickers?" Yang Qingheng raised his eyebrows.

While the two were talking, a call came from the police station, asking them to go to the police station to take notes.

Yang Qingheng stepped into the police station for the second time, with mixed emotions, and sat down at the table in the office with Song Hengjue.

"Do you know the confessions of the two kidnappers?"

Yang Qingheng nodded: "I know."

The policeman originally had a serious face, but he was too young after all. When he saw the two people in front of him, what happened last night automatically popped into his mind. His face turned red and he pretended to be serious: "What do you think?"

"That's right," Yang Qingheng's nails knocked on the table unconsciously, "I rescued a child in Huai City before."

"Our police station has met with the police station over there." The policeman nodded.

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and put her fist on her chin: "Here's the problem. The two kidnappers said that they were accomplices of the traffickers. If so, they were greedy for money. But when I said I wanted to give them money, they were really tempted. But in the end, he didn’t trade with me.”

"They said it was for revenge." The policeman listened carefully and stared directly at Yang Qingheng's face.

Yang Qingheng nodded and continued: "This is a doubtful point. Another point is that since he is a kidnapper and he doesn't know me at all, why did he take my luggage to the hotel to check in? He obviously wanted to avoid my husband's eyes and ears. Isn’t this contradictory?”

The policeman sat up straight and nodded in agreement: "What you mean is... you think the people behind the kidnappers know you, and then you say that you are with the traffickers just to cover up others' eyes and protect the people behind you."

Yang Qingheng nodded.

"It is indeed very possible, but now this is just a guess." The policeman sighed. The two kidnappers looked like they were veterans. They were very slippery and always had a careful and logical response no matter how they interrogated them.

It still needs to be reviewed slowly.

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and went inside with the police to take notes, and then walked outside with Song Hengjue.

The kidnapper's matter has come to an end. She has to hurry up and go to the south. Naturally, she can't stay here forever. She will go back to the train station after packing her luggage.

When Song Hengjue came in carrying a lot of things, what he saw was the woman packing her luggage neatly.

Fang Nan was surprised and grabbed his forearm: "Why did you buy so much food?"

"The food on the train is not delicious. Qingheng is not used to it. I will bring some for her to eat on the train." Song Hengjue took it as a matter of course and stuffed everything into his big cloth pocket.

Have you all called Qingheng?

Fang Nan was silent for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and pointed in the direction of Yang Qingheng: "You want to go south with her?"

"Otherwise? Wherever she goes, I will go." Song Hengjue glanced at him inexplicably. He finally got a status. It's not like he was stupid. Naturally, he had to stick to Yang Qingheng to promote the relationship. Otherwise, it would have been so long for the woman to go to the south. Time, what should I do if I don’t recognize anyone when I come back?

Fang Nan glanced at Yang Qingheng's cold face, and then at Song Hengjue's passionate expression in love. He patted his head and finally figured out what was wrong.

Question: "Did Yang Qingheng promise to give you a title?"

"Otherwise?" Song Hengjue paused and glared at him. After Fang Nan left, he stared at Yang Qingheng not far away, feeling more and more guilty the more he thought about it.

...I guess you didn’t say it?

But I've slept with him, so I can't default on my debt.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he saw Yang Qingheng heading outside, and strode to catch up: "Yang Qingheng, wait for me."

Yang Qingheng seemed to have just remembered this person. She turned around and looked him up and down: "Why are you following me?"

"I...I'll accompany you to the south." Song Hengjue's heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition.

Yang Qingheng put down her suitcase, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at him calmly: "Come to the south with me? When did our relationship become so good?"

Song Hengjue couldn't believe it. He pointed at himself and then at her: "I...you...you slept with me last night, shouldn't you be responsible?"

"It's something we both agree on, adults, so don't be so stingy." Yang Qingheng took a step back in disgust.

"You fart!" Song Hengjue laughed angrily, knowing that she would say this, "What do you want me to do, Yang Qingheng, you pressed me down last night, and I didn't resist at all. When you were done, you wanted to pull up your pants and deny it. Man, there is no such good thing! If you don’t come up with a satisfactory solution to today’s matter, I will sue you for obscenity!”

After he finished speaking, he couldn't even hide the villain's determination on his face. Fortunately, he saved a hand, otherwise he would have suffered the loss of being dumb.

He absolutely wanted this title today!

"You clearly have the ability to resist but don't resist. Isn't this acquiescence? Didn't you feel happy yesterday?" Yang Qingheng sneered, not accepting his move at all, without any psychological burden, picked up the suitcase and walked outside.

Cool... cool? !

Song Hengjue's face suddenly turned red when she said that, the tips of his ears were steaming, and his teeth ached with anger, so he chased after her in a few steps.

"You irresponsible bad woman, stop!"

Fang Nan looked at Song Hengjue's furious look and burst into laughter.

He knew that Yang Qingheng was not a light-hearted woman, so it was strange that Song Hengjue could get his status so easily.

He took the car keys, hummed a tune, got into Song Hengjue's car and drove towards the capital.

Let the young couple have their troubles.

Song Hengjue chased Yang Qingheng onto the train: "Hey, Yang Qingheng, how can a big boss like you be so immoral? I'll give you another chance. If you don't agree to me again, I'm really going to call the police!"

"Get out of here if you keep making trouble." The man chirped, just like chanting sutras, which made her head hurt suddenly. She couldn't bear it anymore and she yelled angrily.

Song Hengjue shut her mouth and sat down next to her holding the bag.

Before my butt was warm from sitting, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out in front of me and knocked twice: "Hello, this is my position."