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

"You think I'm being unreasonable?" Song Hengjue couldn't believe it. He grabbed her sleeve and was slapped on the arm by Yang Qingheng. He was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe it and felt aggrieved after realizing it. "Not only do you feel that you didn't Wrong, you still hit me!"

"The one I'm beating is you!" Yang Qingheng turned around. Mingyu and his wife were nowhere to be found. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and was angry with Song Hengjue.

Seeing the man's sullen look, he sighed helplessly: "Okay, stop making trouble and go get the gifts in the car for me. I forgot to take them just now." She took out the car keys from her bag and put them into his arms, patting him comfortingly. Patted the back of his hand.

Song Hengjue was stunned. His mind was filled with the feeling of Yang Qingheng's palm. He was still angry, so he took the key and went out.

Yang Qingheng shook his head, funny.

The anger comes quickly, and the coaxing heals quickly. This man's face changes rapidly.

He turned around and saw Fang Nan.

"Sister Yang, have you seen Song Hengjue?" Fang Nan had a pile of desserts and seafood in front of him. He was chewing something with his mouth bulging. When he saw her, he quickly swallowed it and stood up.

Yang Qingheng nodded, pulled out the chair next to him and sat down: "I asked him to get my things."

Thinking of something, her eyes flashed slightly, and she propped her chin up and stared at him.

Fang Nan was so intensely stared at by her scorching gaze that his heart almost went smoky. He didn't think about how he might have provoked this god of plague recently, so he put his heart back in his stomach and put down the seafood in his hand in embarrassment: "Sister Yang. , just tell me if you have anything, it will look scary if you don’t speak."

"I heard that you have good abilities. I'm currently short of a secretary here. Are you interested in coming to work for me for a while?" Yang Qingheng sat upright and extended an olive branch.

Speaking of this, Fang Nan became interested. The salary offered by Song Hengjue was high, but to his surprise recently, he was really not a good person. Especially after coming back from Yang Qingheng today, he treated him with a nose that was not his nose or his eyes. It would be nice to go hide with Yang Qingheng for a few days.

He rubbed his hands and smiled: "Sister Yang, this treatment..."

Yang Qingheng stretched out two fingers.

Fang Nan gestured with his fingers and hesitated: "Two hundred?"

Yang Qingheng shook his head: "Twice, whatever salary Song Hengjue pays you, I will pay you twice as much. How about that? Is it loyal enough?"

"My dear Mr. Qingtian, Sister Yang, if you had told me earlier, I would go to work tomorrow!" Fang Nan was so excited that he jumped up from his chair and wanted to bow to Yang Qingheng on the spot.

What Song Hengjue saw when he came back was the two of them talking happily. Fang Nan, the bitch man, was staring at Yang Qingheng with a smile on his face.

There was a sharp explosion in his head, he threw the gift on the table, made a half-smiling expression, and said a sentence as if squeezed out from between his teeth: "What are you talking about? Tell me and listen. "

Fang Nan staggered when he hit him. His butt was so painful on the ground that it seemed like it had fallen into four pieces. He took a breath of air and cursed angrily: "Song Hengjue, why are you so surprised!" It hurt him to death!

He rubbed his butt and limped to his feet, holding on to the table.

"It's none of your business if we chat," Yang Qingheng laughed, picking up the gift box on the table, "Okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore, I'll go find Mingyu and the others, and I'll go home with you later."

After hesitating for a few seconds, feeling uneasy, she turned around and gave him a warning look: "Be honest and don't cause any trouble for me, or else..."

She raised her fist and made two gestures on his chin.

Song Hengjue pursed her lips, not daring to say anything, and watched him go away.

"Tsk, they're all gone now, why don't you look at such a big man and look like a stupid young man? It's not a shame." Fang Nan hated him for throwing him just now and deliberately mocked him.

"What do you know, a bachelor?" Song Hengjue sneered.

Fang Nan stared at him blankly, covering his chest in disbelief. He reached out a heartbroken hand to grab his sleeve: "Song Hengjue, have you forgotten who helped you chase the woman?"

"Go away," Song Hengjue's teeth were sour, and she pushed him away in disgust, as if she was afraid of standing on something dirty. Thinking of seeing the two of them talking and laughing when they came in, she squinted and grabbed his collar with some meaning. , "Fang Nan, we are brothers, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Monk Fang Nan Erzhang was scratching his head. He didn't expect that Song Hengjue would one day have a romantic relationship with him.

Song Hengjue snorted: "Stay away from Yang Qingheng from now on."

Fang Nan's eyes were wandering, thinking that he knew about her being taken away, so he didn't dare to say anything and found an excuse to run away.

His mind was racing, how could he not offend Song Hengjue, continue to live in Song Hengjue's house, and then switch jobs to Yang Qingheng's company.

Song Hengjue thought he had listened to her words and nodded with satisfaction. He was worthy of being his brother. He was loyal and would give him a salary increase when he returned.

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Mingyu ran away as soon as he left Cheng Shu's sight, found a guest room, got in, and pressed Tang Bainian's phone number.