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

The aunt was funny and put the grapes in front of her: "Don't say that you are pregnant now and emotional changes are normal. Let's just say that you are very Mr. Song. We are an unmarried couple. This relationship is not at work. If you are too calm, it will be boring. The more The more I care about it, the more I care about it. Besides, I think Miss Yang is more prudent than Mr. Song in doing things. It must be his fault that you are so angry." Auntie tried her best to be tactful.

Otherwise she should have jumped up and told her to break up.

If you have money and looks, you can't get anything from a man, so why do you have to make yourself miserable?

"Auntie, I feel better now that you say that," Yang Qingheng's smile brightened a lot, and she picked up a grape, "Is he downstairs?"

"I'm going to the study. I went to deliver fruit just now and made a phone call on the balcony." Auntie said.

Yang Qingheng nodded, picked up the grapes and walked to the study. As soon as he came downstairs, he saw Fang Nan coming out of the study: "What are you doing here?"

"Take the documents and send them to the police station." Fang Nan raised the things in his hands.

Yang Qingheng knew very well what it was. He had just handed it from her hand to Song Hengjue's. His heavy heart felt relieved a lot. Fortunately, he could still listen.

Open the door and go in.

Song Hengjue was impatient: "You forgot something again..."

"What's your attitude?" Yang Qingheng casually put the fruit plate on the table.

Song Hengjue stiffened when he heard the familiar voice, and panic flashed in his eyes: "I'm not talking about you."

"Oh, have you thought clearly?" Yang Qingheng hooked his neck and said casually.

The woman's soft palms pressed on the top of his hair again. Song Hengjue's eyes were wet and he avoided her belly. He wrapped his hands around her shoulders and pressed her into his arms: "I'm sorry, I always do wrong things."

It was supposed to be the grudge between him and Xu Lan that made her suffer so much injustice.

Song Hengjue was holding the test report just now, and then he realized that his back felt cold.

Fortunately, Yang Qingheng found out early and had no health problems, otherwise even his death would not be enough to make amends for her.

"Qingheng, please don't say those sad words in the future, okay?" He held her hand to his lips in a flattering manner, even biting the nails.

"Are you a dog?" Yang Qingheng was disgusted. She wiped all the saliva back on his clothes with her backhand and glared at him, "If you hadn't done those stupid things, would I have said those things?"

"You won't mention it if you don't say it, right?" Song Hengjue held her face forcefully to prevent her from being vague.

Yang Qingheng didn't know why he seemed so insistent on this promise, which made him look very panicked and squinted at him strangely.

He wouldn't have done anything wrong, right?

But he answered seriously: "Of course, why should I mention this when there is no contradiction?"

"Qingheng, you are so kind." So good that he could ignore all her shortcomings.

The doctor said that it was normal to get bored with the same face all year round, but she was willing to stay with him for two lifetimes and give him a good look. She was of course a very nice person.

If that Zhong Yan hadn't been leaning towards her, she would never have even had sex outside.

She must have cared about his feelings, and she didn't even want to cancel the engagement, nor did she bring someone home that she shouldn't have.

Song Hengjue stared at the side of her fair neck with fascination. If Yang Qingheng turned around and met a pair of fanatical eyes at this time, he would be almost crazy.

The police acted quickly and took Xu Lan to the police station in just a few hours.

Of course Xu Lan refused to admit it and insisted that it was Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng who framed her. However, Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng were well prepared and there were both witnesses and material evidence, so she had no chance even if she wanted to deny it.

"cousin."

When Xu Lan heard the familiar voice, she looked up suddenly with surprise on her face: "Jiajia, you're finally here. Go find Song Hengjue quickly. He must not know about this..."

"He knows," Li Jia firmly held her shoulders and said firmly, "Cousin, we can't hide it. Cousin has always taught us that we should be honest and honest, and dare to admit what we do."