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

You are so greedy that you allow your son to play with women. Damn it!

Song Hengjue hung up the phone and sneered. When he saw Tang Bainian, he strode forward and said, "How is it? Did you find it?"

"That's it, it's up to you." Fang Nan gasped like a broken bellows, gritted his teeth and stuffed a small bunch of pink lily of the valley into his hand.

No matter how much he cursed in his heart, Song Hengjue felt comfortable anyway. He picked one he liked and carefully inserted it into his breast pocket, with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

But after taking a look at the flower in his hand, he frowned and picked out another one.

His face was wrinkled with confusion. Why does this look better than the one just now?

The banquet hall on the other side.

Qiao Xihe was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Little did he know that the person he was looking for was actually outside the banquet hall.

I didn't see the money from my uncle for a long time, and almost broke the phone, but I always got a series of busy signals.

Pan Zhen, a miser, actually lost his temper at this moment!

"Why, Miss Qiao hasn't paid for so long, is it because she doesn't have money? Although we don't have a good relationship, if you ask, I can work with everyone to help you." How could Yang Qingheng waste this good opportunity to ridicule? He came forward with a glass of wine.

He successfully attracted the attention of several leaders around him.

Qiao Xihe was so angry that he could only pretend to be calm and calm: "Our Qiao family has a big business, how can we ask you for money from a small company?"

"Oh, I saw that you couldn't solve the problem for so long. I thought it was because you had no money." Mu Xiaoxiao almost burst out laughing, seizing the opportunity to expose her secretly.

No wonder her sister-in-law agreed to let her come to this banquet, but there was such a big show. She was right to come to this banquet today!

Mu Xiaoxiao even wanted to take a photo of Qiao Xihe's clown-like expression and put it on the wall of the living room at home to watch every day.

She didn't dare to do this. She would feel so happy when she got up every day.

Bitch!

Qiao Xihe almost rushed forward and tore the faces of these two people into pieces.

Angrily, he turned around and ordered his subordinates to go back to the company to allocate money, and he must send the money over today.

She, Qiao Xihe, couldn't afford to lose face like this.

However, one wave after another came up, and the Bailing singer whom she had praised to the heavens just now came over with a fake smile: "Miss Qiao, why does this banquet suddenly stop going on?"

The music stopped, and all the waiters ran away for a while, and the guests in the banquet hall began to talk about it.

Before Qiao Xihe could speak, Bai Ling said the purpose of her coming: Miss Qiao promised me that she would give me three or five dollars after the matter is completed, why not give it now. Miss Qiao also said that the family is big and the business is big, so she will never lose this to me. Pay the workers money, right? "

Asking for money again.

Qiao Xihe didn't know who had spread the news to Bai Ling's ears. Seeing more and more people around her pointing at her, and several leaders looking displeased, her eyes darkened and she fainted. passed.

There was an uproar at the scene.

I can't help but play, and I still frame people every day.

Yang Qingheng pouted, took a sip of red wine, and led Tang Bainian outside: "Let's go, everyone is dizzy, it's not a good show."

"You have such a powerful mouth." Tang Bainian shook his head and chuckled. Although he was blaming, there was no hint of blame in his tone. Instead, he was doting on him, which almost made Mu Xiaoxiao next to him sore.

"I'll take a call." Yang Qingheng took out his cell phone and walked to the side.

Tang Bainian saw the series of numbers clearly and his eyes flickered.

"The banquet is over. You have been with him all day. When are you coming to accompany me?" Song Hengjue squatted in the snow and drew circles with a branch. He felt unspeakable resentment when he thought of the mentally retarded people who just couldn't read their eyes. He would get angry if she praised Tang Bainian in his ears as a perfect match for his wife.

What a perfect match, how could that old man Tang Bainian match his girlfriend so well? It was all thanks to his lily of the valley dress.

Tang Bainian is so shameless. He really dares to put a lily of the valley hairpin in his pocket. Why don't you piss him off to death?

"Song Hengjue, you are addicted to dog-skin plaster, right? Why should I accompany you? I am going back with Tang Bainian. His parents are still at home. I have run away now. When Tang Bainian asks where I have been, how should I answer?" Yang Qingheng was impatient, but still explained the reason to him in detail.

Song Hengjue looked at the woman hanging up the phone and didn't speak for a long time.

Looking at his desolate look, Fang Nan felt relieved and leaned to the side: "Oh, some people just don't know their own abilities. The mistresses outside are just for fun. How can they be compared to the main wife at home? We Yang You’re not someone who can’t carry things clearly.”

"If you talk again, I'll pull out your tongue." Song Hengjue was furious and jumped up. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

That bitch Tang Bainian is not as good-looking as him, nor as considerate as him, and he even cheated on her, so why should he have a higher status than him!

"Go and tell Yang Qingheng that if she doesn't come today, I won't go back and freeze to death here." He kicked Fang Nan who was next to Yijiao hard.

Fang Nan was confused: "Brother, are you serious?"

It's more than ten degrees below zero, which can really freeze someone to death.

"Who are you kidding?" Song Hengjue sniffed and glared at him.

"You can do it, you're awesome, you idiot, just wait for yourself." Fang Nan rolled his eyes, took his cell phone and went indoors.

Freeze it, you deserve it if you freeze to death.

It's a shame he figured out this stupid idea.

The guests left, the hotel became quieter and quieter, and the temperature outside became lower and lower. Song Hengjue was so cold that he almost lost his intuition. He suddenly felt a little sad and wanted to slap himself.

Why did you divorce Yang Qingheng in the first place? Otherwise, there would be no need to fight with that bitch Tang Bainian now.

"Is the Tang family's car gone?" He quickly grabbed a young man who was parking the car.

The man was weird. He looked him up and down before saying quietly: "The Tang family of the deputy director? The Tang family's wife said she wanted to go back to rest. Their car left half an hour ago."

"Half an hour ago?" Song Hengjue couldn't believe it, "Impossible!"

Yang Qingheng, that woman, has been treating him well recently, and she still has a place in his heart... How could she be so cruel?

"Why did I lie to you? Several of us heard it in the parking lot." The young man was tired of working overtime, and Song Hengjue's current desolate appearance did not have the temperament of a nobleman. He felt that he was just one of those usual phoenix men who want to cling to noble people. The attitude isn't much better.

Yang Qingheng, a woman who was so easy to be soft-hearted towards Tang Bainian's cheating man, why was she so cruel to him?

Song Hengjue murmured to himself, feeling even more sad.

Yang Qingheng didn't know how long he had been watching from a distance, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore and said helplessly: "Idiot, come here quickly."

"You...are you still there?" Song Hengjue suddenly stood up when he heard a familiar voice. He was so surprised that he couldn't believe it. However, his legs were already numb after squatting for a long time, and he fell down before he could stand up.

Yang Qingheng burst out laughing: "Song Hengjue, did your brain get caught in the door?" He quickly went over to help him up.

Song Hengjue was so happy that he couldn't retract his neat rows of big white teeth. He couldn't care less about a few innocuous jokes with her. He pressed her tightly into his arms with a red nose: "I'm frozen like this, and you still laugh at me. "

"That's right!" Yang Qingheng rolled her eyes and helped him walk to the car aside.

Wrapped in a blanket, Song Hengjue finally had some intuition. However, before he could say a word to Yang Qingheng, a police car slowly stopped in front of them.

A policeman quickly got out of the car, took out his ID and raised it: "Mr. Song Hengjue?"

"Yes." Song Hengjue nodded hesitantly.

"We received a report that you are suspected of a multi-million dollar fraud. Please come with us." After saying that, without waiting for his consent, he forcibly escorted the person out of the car.