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

Is he finally crazy?

"What happened to the blind date party? Can't I attend?" Song Hengjue didn't care. Instead, he took out the car keys and said with great interest, "What gifts do women of this age like? I can't go there empty-handed."

Fang Nan hesitated to speak, and finally glared at him angrily: "I don't know."

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"Mr. Yang, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me," the president of the Beijing News Agency walked out of the hotel box with Yang Qingheng, vowing, "When I get back today, I will ask the staff to free up the biggest section of tomorrow's newspaper. , everyone in the capital must know Director Tang’s innocence, but our newspaper has already arranged the layout, and I’m afraid it will be a bit troublesome if we take another photo..."

Yang Qingheng understood his hint and nodded: "President Li, don't worry, I will definitely make up for the losses. There is no reason for you to bear the cost."

Yang Qingheng took out an envelope from her bag and put it into his hand.

President Li nodded with satisfaction and repeatedly said that he would definitely handle this matter.

"President Li can sit in this position at such a young age. His ability must be beyond the reach of ordinary people. I believe you can handle this matter well," Yang Qingheng chuckled and complimented, glanced at the time, and said sheepishly, " Bai Nian will come to pick me up in a moment, so I won’t say more, please eat slowly.”

After saying goodbye, we went to the front desk to check out.

Turning around, I saw a familiar figure.

Song Hengjue didn't know when he was sitting in the coffee shop opposite. There was a woman sitting next to him. The two looked at each other and smiled. They looked like a perfect match for each other.

Yang Qingheng paid the bill, picked up the bag and went to the coffee shop, placing the bag on the counter: "Hello, please introduce to me the coffee here."

When the man saw her coming in, he didn't even raise his eyelids and stared intently at the woman opposite.

"Hengjue, what do you think of the coffee here?" The woman's white fingertips hooked the broken hair around her ears, and her eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of shyness.

Song Hengjue propped up his head and looked at her silently: "The one introduced by Miss Xu is naturally good."

The woman pursed her lips and chuckled, and said happily: "It's fine if you like it. This coffee shop is opened by my friend and I come here often. If you like it, we can come together often."

Can wild boar taste the fine bran?

Yang Qingheng sneered in her heart, why didn't she know that he liked drinking coffee before.

Did you start dating before we broke up? It seems that he is quite satisfied with this blind date.

"Miss, do you want to drink here or..." The receptionist looked at Yang Qingheng's ugly face and was cautious.

Yang Qingheng suddenly came to her senses and handed her the money: "Please pack it for me. Make thirty cups and send them all to the government building."

The front desk took the money and was about to say it was too much when he saw the back of the woman opening the door and getting in the car.

With a gentle creaking sound, the door of the cafe closed, and the woman finally disappeared.

Song Hengjue's eyelashes trembled slightly and she looked in the direction of the car in a daze.

The woman opposite covered her lips and smiled softly: "Hengjue, are you addicted to sugar? Do you have enough sugar? If not, you can ask them to add a few more pieces."

Song Hengjue suddenly came to his senses and realized that the candy jar in his hand had been emptied by him. He pursed his lips and said, "No need."

He had no intention of drinking coffee: "I see it's getting late. Didn't your dad say that we should go to a restaurant to have dinner together? Let's go."

When Yang Qingheng arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau with a cup of coffee, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be the appointed time, but Tang Bainian was nowhere to be seen. Seeing that it was almost half past four, she frowned and found a chair to sit down.

Little did he know that all his actions were caught in the eyes of the person opposite.

Secretary Qian looked at the cell phone in Tang Bainian's hand that had lit up several times, and hesitantly said: "Director?"

Tang Bainian took a deep breath, finally opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the other side of the road.

The slender figure facing the sun was supposed to be a warm scene, but Secretary Qian looked sad for some reason.

My nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.

They arrived at three o'clock, but Tang Bainian was unwilling to get out of the car. Secretary Qian watched how he and Yang Qingheng came here, and knew his feelings for Yang Qingheng better than anyone else.

Tang Bainian wanted to use this method to make Yang Qingheng give up the idea of ​​divorce.

It's a pity that the director's wife is also determined. It's half past four and she still doesn't want to leave. She keeps making phone calls one after another, as if she has to get divorced today and she doesn't want to give her any chance.