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

"New friends," Qin Xiaoxiao bent her eyes and took the water pipe in her hand, "Mom, let me help you."

As soon as Yang Qingheng left Qin Xiaoxiao's sight, she squatted down as soon as her legs became weak and pressed her abdomen firmly with her cold palms.

"Yang Qingheng, what's wrong with you?" Tang Bainian ran out from the darkness, his voice tight, angry and worried, "Is she bullying you?"

Yang Qingheng's face turned pale and she shook her head helplessly: "No, I just feel unwell."

Tang Bainian was at a loss. Seeing her holding her stomach, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. The tips of his ears turned red. He held her arm and said, "Let's go to my car first. There is hot water in my car."

Yang Qingheng's eyes turned dark and she couldn't care about anything, so she followed him into the car honestly.

"Drink some hot water first," Tang Bainian coughed dryly, unscrewing the water glass, and explained carefully for fear that she would misunderstand, "This cup is clean, I haven't drank from it yet."

Yang Qingheng nodded, and it took him a while to recover, a little funny: "Why are you here today?"

Tang Bainian pursed his lips: "I happened to come over today to see Uncle Qin for something."

"Oh, then I hindered your work." Yang Qingheng deliberately did not continue to ask.

Tang Bainian lowered his eyebrows and shook his head: "No, it's not an important matter. You're not feeling well today, so I'll take you home first."

Not allowing her to refuse, he started the car.

Yang Qingheng felt unwell and just wanted to go back to rest quickly, so he didn't refuse.

Suddenly, her eyes paused: "Stop the car."

"What?" Tang Bainian was puzzled, but he stopped the car honestly and followed her gaze. He was seeing Heng Jue off, and he was carrying a woman on his back!

He was shocked and turned to see her reaction.

Without saying a word, Yang Qingheng opened the door and ran over quickly, her face so pale that it was almost transparent.

"Walk slower, Song Hengjue, walk slower!" Xu Lan bared her teeth and claws and pulled his ears angrily, "Do you know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"Xu Lan, if you move again, I'll throw you down!" Veins on Song Hengjue's forehead popped, but he still slowed down.

"Try throwing me away, and you won't be able to find me next time!" Xu Lan gritted his teeth.

Yang Qingheng watched the two people quarreling quietly, her eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "Song Hengjue, who is she?"

Both of them were shocked and looked straight at her. The scene was deathly silent.

Song Hengjue frowned and put Xu Lan down: "My friend's sister."

"Why does my sister want you, a married man, to carry her on your back? She has no legs and can't walk?" Yang Qingheng looked coldly and stared into his eyes.

Song Hengjue said patiently: "She is sick. She just came out of the hospital and is weak."

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and opened her arms: "I'm sick too, please carry me back."

"Song Hengjue, do you want to leave me here alone? Don't forget how you promised my brother." Xu Lan's eyes also turned cold, looking straight at Yang Qingheng's face, the corners of his lips slowly raised, Yang Qingheng felt provoked.

Song Hengjue pursed his lips and was about to speak when Yang Qingheng forcefully pulled him to her side: "If you want to carry her, ask your own man to carry her, or find someone else's man to carry you."

He almost scolded her for her indiscretion.

Xu Lan's eyes turned red and he was about to cry. He stared at Song Hengjue: "If my brother knew..."

"Xu Lan!"

The veins on Song Hengjue's forehead popped out, and he opened Yang Qingheng's hand: "Okay, don't make trouble now, I will take her home first."

"Am I making trouble?" Yang Qingheng suddenly laughed, "She can make trouble, but I can't. If I make trouble, it's unreasonable, and if she makes trouble, it's just flirting, right?"

Song Hengjue was speechless and threw Xu Lan over his shoulder: "Wait for me for a few minutes and I'll be right over."

Yang Qingheng didn't agree, turned around and left, getting directly into Tang Bainian's car: "No, you should stay with your sister."

Tang Bainian was embarrassed when he saw such a scene, and twitched his lips: "I will send her home safely."

The car drove straight away.

Xu Lan laughed out loud: "Oh, brother Hengjue, your wife is angry."

In the car.

The gloom in Yang Qingheng's eyes became more and more intense, and Tang Bainian quietly turned to look at her, fearing that she would suddenly cry.

"You should listen to his explanation. He shouldn't be that kind of person." Tang Bainian hesitated for a few seconds and then spoke.

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips: "I can see what he is like, I don't need you to speak for him."

The jealousy in her heart when she saw a woman on Song Hengjue's back was undeniable. It was obvious that he only treated her like this in her previous life, but now she belongs to someone else.

Even he treats a stranger much better than he treats her now. Yang Qingheng didn't believe that Song Hengjue was a fickle person before, but she believes it now.

Tang Bainian did not dare to talk about living anymore and drove honestly.

"Drive slower ahead." Yang Qingheng said.

Tang Bainian was as honest as a quail, and the car stopped again.

Yang Qingheng poked his head out with a smile: "Brother, did you have any results today? I just saw a couple of men and women having sex in front of me, over there in Qinghe Lane."

Hong Armband squinted his eyes, as if he smelled the smell of feces like a fly: "Seriously?"

"It's absolutely true. I lied to you and my man gets beaten every day." Yang Qingheng said seriously.

Tang Bainian turned his head in surprise.

As soon as the red armbands heard this, they ran in the direction she said.

Song Hengjue turned into the alley and was about to take the key to open the door when a roar came from behind: "It's right there!"

Both of them were stunned and turned their heads in horror.