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

However, no matter how fast she moved, Mu Huihe and Tang's father had already seen their movements clearly. They pointed at them and were speechless as if they were struck by lightning.

"Qingheng, what are you..." Mu Huihe's face turned ugly. The word cheating circled around in her throat several times, but she couldn't say it out.

Father Tang stared at Song Hengjue coldly from the side, as if looking at some scum, and his serious and scrutinizing expression made Song Hengjue feel on pins and needles.

Yang Qingheng knew that Tang Bainian hadn't told his parents about their divorce yet, so he hesitated for a second and sighed: "Mom and dad, the matter is too complicated and I can't explain it at the moment. Let's sit down and talk."

I'm glad in my heart that these old couple are both well-educated. If it were someone who was not so emotionally stable, he would probably have cursed her in the hotel by now or even scratched her.

Mu Huihe was so shocked by this scene that she was speechless. She followed Yang Qingheng in a daze and sat down at the empty table in the corner.

"Actually, Bainian and I are getting married by agreement. I haven't made it clear to you all these years. I'm sorry." Yang Qingheng bowed solemnly. The Tang family's parents had been good to her over the years. Even though they had done nothing wrong, she had no reason to feel guilty. Feeling a little guilty.

Mu Huihe was in a daze for a few minutes and finally regained her senses. What surprised Yang Qingheng was that the old lady did not look surprised at this explanation. She just sighed: "Actually, we saw it at the beginning. Later, Seeing that the relationship between you two is okay, I thought you had really developed a relationship, but I didn’t expect..."

"You know?" Yang Qingheng was shocked.

She thought she was pretending to be similar to Tang Bainian, but she didn't expect her secret to be exposed long ago, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Even though Mu Huihe knew that this was reasonable and that her son had promised the girl that she should fulfill the contract and get a divorce, she had no reason to feel aggrieved on her son's behalf and her face didn't look good.

After five years, she really didn't know whether it was Yang Qingheng who was too cold-hearted or her son didn't work hard enough, so they divorced immediately.

He grabbed Yang Qingheng's hand and said earnestly: "Qingheng, after so many years, how can I say that you two..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yang Qingheng knew that the old lady wanted to persuade her to think again. He noticed that Song Hengjue's hands under the table suddenly tightened, pinching her joints irritably, and quickly interrupted the old lady: "Oh, Why do you say that? I sincerely regard Bainian as a friend. Of course we have a good relationship. I haven’t introduced you to Song Hengjue, and you also know my current boyfriend."

When Song Hengjue heard the word boyfriend, his fingers twitched, his eyes seemed to suddenly light up, and the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up.

It's a pity that people's joys and sorrows are not the same. Mu Huihe and Dad Tang looked at each other. Thinking that she had introduced her daughter to Song Hengjue before, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

The look in Song Hengjue's eyes also changed.

If she remembered correctly, Song Hengjue had come to the banquet at their home for so long, but he had kept them in the dark and never explained to them once.

Before Mu Huihe could blame him, Song Hengjue quickly stood up and bowed: "Aunt Mu, I didn't know that Tang Bainian was your son at first. Later, I even wanted to explain, but I never found a good time. I'm sorry."

In the past, Mu Huihe would have said tolerantly that she would just admit her mistakes and correct them, but now that she knew that it was this shameless kid who abducted Yang Qingheng in front of her, she just wanted to slap Song Hengjue in the face.

The old lady, who always behaved steadily, pointed at his nose and almost died of anger: "Opportunity? We have met three or four times, and you haven't found a chance to explain to us?"

She saw that he was obviously shameless and deliberately approached her, using her to get close to Yang Qingheng.

She is confused! Why didn't she see it at first?

Mu Huihe thought that she might have contributed to her son's divorce, and she almost cried because she was so stupid. She thought that she was being fooled by a young man at such an old age.

Song Hengjue touched his nose impatiently, his face was red and his ears were hot, and he did not dare to say anything.

He really didn't tell her on purpose at the beginning. Firstly, he had no name or status at the time and it was hard to explain. Secondly, Mu Huihe was right. He really deliberately approached her to get close to Yang Qingheng.

At this moment, Song Hengjue felt that he was so despicable that even he couldn't help but despise himself in his heart.

But if he were to do it again, he would probably do this kind of thing again.

Yang Qingheng watched the old lady directing all the flames of war at Song Hengjue, watching her nose and heart, not daring to speak, for fear that the old lady's gun would be aimed at him again.

"Okay, let's not worry about the young people's affairs." Although Tang's father was unhappy, he also knew that even if he scolded the vixen Song Hengjue to death, Yang Qingheng would not become their daughter-in-law again.

And in the final analysis, this was an agreement between Tang Bainian and Yang Qingheng. They did nothing wrong. The only thing they did wrong was that Song Hengjue concealed their identities. They also apologized. If they continue to scold them, it seems that they are unreasonable. People.

After all, Song Hengjue is Yang Qingheng's boyfriend, and even if Yang Qingheng is scolded too much, he has to have opinions.

The old couple couldn't eat anymore and wanted to leave immediately.

Yang Qingheng watched the old couple leave angrily, and silently lit a candle for Tang Bainian, hoping that he would not be beaten to death by the old couple when he returned.

He took out his cell phone and called Tang Bainian.

"Yang Qingheng?" The phone rang and the person picked it up. The person over there seemed to be in disbelief.

Yang Qingheng was silent for a second, agreed, and said briefly: "I just met your parents at the hotel. They already know about you and me. You... explain it to them carefully. Mom... Auntie, I'm not in good health recently. , please speak up and don't make her angry." She thought for a while and finally added.

"I understand," Tang Bainian nodded. He wanted to say something more, but he opened his mouth, but only managed to hold back one sentence, "How have you been recently?"

"Well, I'm fine. I'm outside. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." Yang Qingheng always felt that she was indescribably embarrassed when talking to Tang Bainian, and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Tang Bainian pursed his lips and was about to agree, when he heard an angry voice coming from the other side.

"Hiss! Song Hengjue, are you a dog? If you bite me again, I will break off your teeth." Yang Qingheng pulled her hand away fiercely, looked at the mark of Song Hengjue's teeth on her hand, and glared at him.

There was no force, but the cool and moist touch scared her.

"Why does it take so long to make a call? Why don't you pay for the call?" Song Hengjue was sour. Not only did he not apologize, he also raised her ring finger, which was wearing the ring, and sucked out a crimson mark on the tenderest part of the side. Just satisfied.

She was still talking to Tang Bainian on the phone while he was by her side. What if he went back to Hainan and Tang Bainian, that bastard, came to seduce her.

The more Song Hengjue thought about it, the more likely it was, and he was startled.

Tang Bainian had a criminal record. Before he divorced Yang Qingheng, that shameless man would walk around in front of her wearing shabby clothes, like a male dog in heat.

No, he couldn't let him succeed.

Yang Qingheng reacted and looked at his cell phone. The call had been hung up. He didn't know if Tang Bainian heard it. His face was red and his ears were hot. He grabbed Song Hengjue's ears and said angrily: "I just said a few words. There is a limit to your jealousy."

Song Hengjue was in pain and finally became honest, but he refused to let go. He scratched his neck and said angrily: "Anyway, you can talk to anyone, but he can't."