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

Opening the door, the light from the living room shone in. Song Hengjue panicked and felt cold all over. He closed the door like crazy and locked her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to melt her into his flesh and blood, which made Yang Qingheng's bones ache.

"Yang Qingheng, can you give me some time? I'm just not ready yet."

The warm liquid slid down his neck and into his collarbone, it was Song Hengjue's tears.

Yang Qingheng's anger was like being covered by a basin of cold water. She gritted her teeth and pinched his earlobe: "You still have the nerve to cry. You promised me not to drink too much in the future. It turned out that you were coaxing me to play. If I don't come today, why don't you? Drink as much as you want.”

"...I'm sorry." Song Hengjue said in a muffled voice, hoarse after crying.

It's so pathetic and infuriating.

"Why are you in a bad mood? Is it because of Xuanxuan?" Yang Qingheng was cautious.

Song Hengjue's tears that had just stopped started to flow out again. Yang Qingheng knew that he was right and almost laughed angrily: "Are you so sad that Tang Bainian and I don't have a child? Is there something wrong with you?"

Others were afraid of raising children for other men, but he was so good at it that he wished he could take all the children of his love rivals home and raise them as his own sons. He was addicted to cuckoldry, wasn't he?

"I'm sorry for him." Song Hengjue suddenly said something incomprehensible.

"Who?" Yang Qingheng's mind was stuck for a moment, and she finally understood the man's words. The temperature in her eyes couldn't help rising. For the first time, she was glad that she had turned off the light just now, otherwise she wouldn't know how ugly she would look when she cried. .

Yang Qingheng firmly held his face and said word by word: "Song Hengjue, let some things pass when they have passed. Looking forward, even if you didn't say anything at the beginning, I would not have given birth to him. He came too soon." It’s not appropriate anymore. I hope my child can be born into a warm family and not be like me.”

"Also," she sniffed, "no one can be his substitute, and no one should be his substitute. This is unfair to him. After so many years, he must have been reincarnated as someone else's happy baby. Don’t worry about him.”

Song Hengjue felt that he must have been drunk today and had lost control of his body, and couldn't stop his tears from flowing down.

Fang Nan heard that the noisy sounds inside finally stopped, and his heart that jumped into his throat finally returned to his stomach.

He quietly returned to the room.

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Qiao Xihe waited for Song Hengjue in the hotel for a whole day and almost passed out. The next day, he was stuck in the place where Song Hengjue was eating.

"Hengjue, what a coincidence." She smiled slightly and stepped forward to greet him.

Song Hengjue had just seen off his partners, and before he could take a breath, he turned around and saw Qiao Xihe. His mood suddenly hit rock bottom, and he politely and distantly asked: "Miss Qiao, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I heard that Mr. Song is looking for connections inside recently. I happen to know someone from the relevant department. Let's go have a cup of tea and chat inside?" Qiao Xihe said meaningfully.

Song Hengjue narrowed his eyes, took a step away from her and walked inside: "Okay."

Qiao Xihe succeeded, curled his lips, and followed slowly.

"Tell me, who do you know and how much is the price?" Song Hengjue asked as soon as he sat down, with a businesslike attitude and no intention of arguing with her.

Qiao Xihe glanced at the time: "You can tell who Mr. Song is just by looking at it. He is on his way here. Mr. Song doesn't mind if he waits for a while."

"I'm very concerned about it." Song Hengjue didn't give her any face, glanced at the phone, and spoke in a cold tone.

Bitch! She wanted to see how long he could be proud!

Qiao Xihe cursed in his heart, but had a gentle look on his face: "Mr. Song is really good at joking. If you feel bored, try some snacks first. This is the new chestnut cake launched by this restaurant."

Hearing the chestnut, Song Hengjue looked over subconsciously and saw that it looked really good.

Yang Qingheng loves this food the most. He will bring her a few boxes to try when he goes back. If she feels better, she might let him continue working as an assistant in the company.

Song Hengjue's calculations were going on in his heart, but his hand did not reach towards Banli Su at all.

He had countless experiences with traditional Chinese medicine before. This woman was eyeing him. How could he eat what she gave him? If his innocence was not guaranteed... Song Hengjue shuddered.

He shook his head and refused: "I don't like to eat this kind of thing. Since Miss Qiao likes it, she can eat more."

Qiao Xihe saw that he was obviously excited but wary and unwilling to eat, and the smile on his face was stiff.

She had found out before that Song Hengjue would pack snacks every time he went out, especially this chestnut cake, so she specially served this dish and added aphrodisiacs to it. Unexpectedly, this man would not take the bait at all!

In order to dispel his suspicion, Qiao Xihe could only take a piece and stuff it into his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Hengjue finally became impatient: "Miss Qiao, is the person you mentioned coming yet?"

"Wait a little longer, just in case there is something delayed." Qiao Xihe's scalp tightened. In fact, she had tricked Song Hengjue here on purpose. After Qiao Jiajun entered, those relatives avoided her like the plague, not to mention helping her and even seeing her. None of them will be seen. The insiders she talks about don't exist at all.

"I still have something to do, let's go first." Song Hengjue saw a call coming from the mobile phone in his hand. He couldn't sit still, so he picked up the coat beside him and headed outside.

Qiao Xihe gritted his teeth and followed with his bag: "I'm really sorry. I'll send you out. Then let him go directly to the company to find you, so as not to trouble you."

Song Hengjue was anxious to go out and answer Yang Qingheng's call. He didn't expect Qiao Xihe to be so blind and almost cursed.

Is this person sick?

Fortunately, Qiao Xihe seemed to finally notice that something was wrong with his expression, and went back before he even arrived at the door.

Song Hengjue's whole body breath became a little gentler. He went to the front desk to get the chestnut cake he ordered, strode outside, and picked up Yang Qingheng's phone call.

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"How's it going? Did you get the photo?" Qiao Xihe returned to the box where he had been, and there was already a man wearing a hat and a mask sitting inside.

"I got it, two hundred yuan, no less." The man threw the photo to her.

Qiao Xihe looked at the photo of her and Song Hengjue and nodded with satisfaction. She took the money from her bag and gave it to him. However, she felt the heat all over her body and her scalp was numb.

Damn, that pastry worked.

His expression changed, he picked up the photo and ran outside, shouting to the driver: "Go to the nearest hospital immediately."

the company.

Song Hengjue followed Yang Qingheng step by step: "Qingheng, are you thirsty? Qingheng, can I squeeze your shoulders?"

He chattered endlessly all day long, trying his best to attract her attention.

Yang Qingheng took a deep breath: "Song Hengjue, can you keep your mouth shut? Also, don't follow me. Go back to your own company. I'm so annoying."

"But I want to follow you." Song Hengjue looked at her eagerly. He had been acting like this ever since the two had a fight that day.

"Okay, follow me, come in." Yang Qingheng sneered and walked straight into the toilet.

Only then did Song Hengjue realize what the woman wanted to do. His face turned red and he ran away, hesitating: "I'll wait for you in the office."

Yang Qingheng sneered, took the newspaper aside and entered the toilet.

Song Hengjue also took a piece to take back to the office to kill time. When he saw the photo on the cover, he was shocked.

[The CEO of Boxiang Company and the eldest daughter of the Qiao family behave intimately, and a happy event is approaching]

The analysis below is listed one by one, ranging from the clothes the two people wore to where the two people appeared together.

Seeing the two of them smiling at each other and looking at each other intimately from a distance, Song Hengjue would have thought this was true if he didn't know how much he disliked Qiao Xihe.

Thinking that he was described by these unscrupulous media as Qiao Xihe's licking dog, Song Hengjue felt as if he had swallowed a fly alive and almost vomited out his overnight meal.

He didn't have to think twice to know whose handiwork it was.

Thinking that Yang Qingheng had just taken away an identical newspaper, Song Hengjue's expression changed and he suddenly opened the toilet door.