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

Fang Nan was heartbroken and snorted coldly, not bothering to talk to him. When he saw Yang Qingheng coming out after putting on makeup, he rushed forward, pushed Song Hengjue away, and followed her to the venue: "How about I take you to the first place later?" Duan, we have known each other for so many years, I think I won’t wrong you if I call you my brother, right?” He seemed to be teasing.

Yang Qingheng's father passed away and her younger brother was a piece of trash. She thought she would let Lotus Sun accompany her for a while. After all, Lotus Sun had been with her for so many years and was considered half of her sister.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the scene and asked, I found out that Yang Qingheng had not asked anyone to accompany her, and she planned to leave by herself.

Being alone, Fang Nan felt uncomfortable.

Yang Qingheng shook his head, a little amused: "No, if you are missing a best man, the number of groomsmen and bridesmaids will be different later."

"Tsk, I'm still disliked." Fang Nan joked.

He didn't insist. He had to help entertain guests later and had many things to do, so he hurriedly said a few words and went out.

Song Hengjue was a little worried because of Fang Nan's words: "Really no need? Let mom go with you?"

Yao Ying was closer to her daughter-in-law-to-be than to his biological son, and she had long been eager to have the addiction of being a biological mother. However, Yang Qingheng never mentioned it. During this period, Gao Xiao'e had just gone to prison, and she did not dare to touch her. The daughter-in-law frowned, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable.

Yang Qingheng knew that he was afraid that she would be talked about by the guests who were doing good things, but she really didn't take these things to heart.

In the first half of her life, she stumbled and kept moving forward with her head down. She had never felt lonely or sad, and it was even less likely that she would suddenly have emotions that did not belong to her now.

Besides, she doesn't like this kind of link, handing over the power of whether she can be happy for the rest of her life from one man to another. It's a ridiculous implication. If she's not happy, she should stop her losses immediately. The decision for the rest of her life is too long and heavy, and there is no such thing. People can afford it, even Song Hengjue.

No one can make a choice for her, she has the right to take responsibility for any decision she makes.

Song Hengjue looked at Yang Qingheng's indifferent eyes and was lost in thought. His heart trembled so much that he subconsciously held the position of his heart.

He had never told her that when he met her for the first time in the capital, the traces of time had been particularly profound on her body. The crowd of power and money was like the first ray of golden light in the morning, and the light was so dazzling.

He should admit that when he saw the eager eyes around her, panic and longing seemed to take root in his heart at that moment, almost tearing away the decency he tried to maintain on his face.

She could only love him. She had clearly said she would love him, so how could she give what belonged to him to others.

"I'll hold your hand, okay?" Song Hengjue eagerly stretched out a big hand with clear joints.

However, the reality was just the opposite as Fang Nan imagined. When Yang Qingheng walked onto the red carpet, the scene was quiet for a moment, followed by an excited scream.

He turned around in surprise and happened to meet the eyes of the secretary-general next to Yang Qingheng. The woman coughed dryly and realized something was wrong. She closed her mouth silently, but the hand covering her chest still revealed her excitement. Looking at Yang Qingheng His eyes were actually a bit brighter than the sunlight at the scene.

Several secretaries next to him were in the same situation, covering their mouths in excitement and whispering to each other.

"I, Mr. Yang, really left on my own! She really did!"

Yang Qingheng is their boss, and he is also the first boss who guides them wholeheartedly when they enter the workplace. He is also a teacher and a friend, otherwise they would not be qualified to enter the wedding today.

They were really happy for her when they saw her marrying the person she liked.

Fang Nan looked at the admiring looks of several people who wanted to surrender Yang Qingheng. He was speechless. He didn't know for a moment whether to praise Yang Qingheng for her good sense in choosing a secretary or her charm.

Anyway, Song Hengjue doesn't have these two things on him. Don't think that he doesn't know that the secretaries in Song Hengjue's office, whether they are men or women, dislike him behind his back.

He said his temper was like dog shit, smelly and hard.

Gee, I wonder if Yang Qingheng can confuse those people into being like this if they continue to stay in Boxiang for a while.

Of course there are disharmonious voices. After all, the people invited to the scene are not only friends and relatives in life, but also friends in cooperation and shareholders of the company.

"Tsk, I've never seen anyone walking on the red carpet like this. It doesn't matter if you have money. Now you don't have a family to rely on. If you marry like this, you won't have anyone to support you in the future."

"No, I heard that I just sent my brother and mother to prison some time ago. Such a person is cold-hearted and deserves to have no one to support him."

A couple nearby laughed.

Tang Bainian frowned when he heard that, and the veins in the hand he was holding on the chair twitched. Finally he couldn't bear it any longer. Just when he was about to retaliate coldly, Bai Wei was faster than him: "Every day, he barks when he sees his master. Well, I think you two are really cheap. Don’t think I don’t know. With your status, you are not even qualified to come in. You can’t get the invitation from somewhere by begging grandpa to sue grandma.”

The two of them looked stiff, so embarrassed that they wanted to put their heads under the table. They were more frightened, praying that these words would not reach Yang Qingheng's ears.

This woman was right. They really came to the venue today after asking for someone else's invitation. Yang Qingheng had refused their family's cooperation before. They thought that if Yang Qingheng was happy to get married, they would consider them, so they came.

Bai Wei sneered: "Oh, and Yang Qingheng is standing there. Who dares to bully her? Only people like you who are incompetent and rely on others every day will think about relying on this piece of shit every day. Sir, you This cooperation is all obtained by pleasing others at the wine table and relying on others. If you ask me, don't think that Yang Qingheng will be blind and give charity to one of you. After all, with her, it's not about selling and laughing. Pigu can talk about cooperation."

In short, you'd better take your Pigu and cooperate with others.

The man was so insulted that his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking as if he had epilepsy.

But he didn't dare to scold Bai Wei back. After all, I heard that the Bai family had been controlled by this deviant woman, and he was unwilling to give even half of his property to that brother.

It's a pity that Bai Wei didn't hear what he was saying, otherwise she would have sneered.

elder brother? He is just an illegitimate child, and it is Miss Bai's kindness to reward him with two mouthfuls of food.

The farce in the audience did not affect the newcomers on the stage at all.

Song Hengjue watched her slowly walking towards him, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward with a single stride.

"What are you doing? There are so many people watching." Yang Qingheng gritted his teeth and punched him.

"You're walking too slowly. If you go any slower, my heart will fail." Song Hengjue was so excited that he couldn't breathe smoothly and kissed her hard.

To walk towards him, it was enough for her to take one step, and for the rest, he had legs and could walk.

The host didn't even need to speak, but the person had already knelt down on the ground, her hands shaking so much that she almost lost her grip on the ring: "Yang Qingheng, will you marry me?"

"Marry, marry, marry," the corner of Yang Qingheng's mouth twitched, and she grabbed the ring next to him and forced it on his hand, "Get up quickly." It's not a proposal, why is he kneeling, and no one kneels on both knees!

She had already anticipated how those partners would laugh at him in private. He was shameless, but she still wanted it.

Song Hengjue didn't notice the frozen smile of the host next to him at all. He fell into happiness and hugged Yang Qingheng happily. He didn't know to continue with the next process until Fang Nan reminded him.

……silly dog.

Yang Qingheng was funny in her heart.

Feeling a strong gaze from the audience, she turned around in confusion, met Tang Bainian's gaze in the corner, and smiled politely in return.

"Is there anything good to see? Is the groom good-looking?" Song Hengjue raised alarm bells, turned her face away, and glared at Tang Bainian in annoyance.

Damn Green Tea, he didn't invite him at all, and he shamelessly followed Zhou Shuwen.

Bah, there are so many tricks.

Tang Bainian touched Song Hengjue's wary gaze and sneered secretly, childishly.

But when he saw the harmonious rings on their fingers, he stopped laughing. He looked away like an electric shock, as if his breathing was suddenly controlled, suffocating and dull.

She would never give him another chance.

Tang Bainian was stunned for a moment when he thought of this. Maybe he had drank wine, and his eyes were filled with heat. He felt that the blessings around him were like irony, which made him uncomfortable.

She never gave him a chance, but it was just his fantasy behind his back. If she knew his thoughts, he wouldn't even have that false marriage.