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

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you always cared about this," Yang Qingheng was a little at a loss. She reached out and opened the car door carefully, "If there is any problem, let's talk about it when we get back, okay?"

A woman who has lived two lifetimes knows nothing about coaxing teenage boys. Song Hengjue turned away like she was punched in cotton wool, with depression written all over the back of her head.

Yang Qingheng was worried, but another call came in at this time.

"Okay, I understand. Let's arrange for him to go to the hotel first. I'll be there in a moment."

Sighing, he grabbed Song Hengjue's sleeve and felt helpless: "Okay, stop making trouble. You go home immediately. If you have anything else, wait until I get back from get off work to discuss anything."

The mess was enough for her, and the person who made the mess was adding to the mess.

"Are you leaving now?" Song Hengjue pointed to his nose, his pupils slightly dilated, "What about me?"

You were just perfunctory, but now when other things come up, you are not even happy to say perfunctory words to him? Haha, as expected, this woman has always been heartless.

Song Hengjue's body pressure was very low, and with a little awkwardness, he slammed the car door and gave her a slap on the back of the head.

Yang Qingheng didn't have time to play house with him, so she knocked on the car window: "Uncle Li, please send him back, and tell the bodyguards at home that no one can let him out before I go back today, and don't let him make phone calls." ”

In his situation, he might actually have a split personality, which is quite scary.

Thinking of Song Hengjue's previous mental illness, her face became more serious.

Before the driver could answer, Song Hengjue punched the car window in annoyance and said in disbelief: "Yang Qingheng, are you going to detain me? Why do you do that?"

"Oh, not only do I want to imprison you, I also want to find a chain to tie your feet up so that you are as honest as a calf." Yang Qingheng looked at him coldly, lest he get into trouble every day and make people worry less.

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"Hey, brat, have you ever seen a calf? It's the kind of calf tied up with a chain." Yang Qingheng spoke so seriously that Song Hengjue couldn't tell whether what she said was true or false.

Now the bodyguards really don't let him go out. The small villa of a few hundred square meters is airtight. He can't even take two steps into the yard to apply for an application. If he hadn't resisted desperately, those stubborn people would have waited outside the window. Take him to the toilet!

Song Hengjue suppressed his blush. This is really perverted.

Xu Changchang's eyes widened in shock: "It would be pitiful to tie them up with chains. My mother's dogs are not tied up at home."

Hey!

Song Hengjue touched his ankle. When he realized that he had just been thinking about the size of the chain Yang Qingheng was going to give him, he jumped up in fright.

If he were a living person and tied up with iron chains, wouldn't he be more pitiful than an animal?

No, no!

He was so anxious that he couldn't let that woman treat him like this.

Yang Qingheng politely sent the newspaper president away and put the DNA test report into his hand.

"Mr. Chen, I will trouble you to clarify the matter. After the matter is completed, I will definitely treat you to dinner again."

President Chen took the gift bag she handed over with a smile and shook it. It was really heavy. He nodded with satisfaction: "It's easy to say. It is our reporter's duty to restore the truth of the matter to the public. Mr. Song is innocent. We It’s absolutely impossible for anyone to slander him.”

With a perfect fake smile on her face, Yang Qingheng put him in the car, then opened her car door and rubbed her face that was almost frozen with laughter, venting her anger.

Ever since the company became famous, she hasn't been able to please others like this for a long time. It's all Song Hengjue's fault!