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

Song Hengjue glanced at Yang Qingheng lightly and said in an extremely impatient tone: "Yang Qingheng, why didn't I realize that you have a hobby of spying on others before? Is this interesting?"

"When did I spy on you?" Yang Qingheng looked at his contemptuous eyes and gritted her teeth to deny it. "I came today because I have something to tell you."

Song Hengjue sneered: "Besides love and love, what other serious things can you have in your mind?"

He really couldn't understand why he had been seduced and ruined by a useless woman like her in his previous life.

Yang Qingheng was so angry at his look: "I really have something to tell you."

"Besides divorce, I don't want to talk to you about anything else," Song Hengjue interrupted her, took out the lunch box from the trash can and stuffed it into her arms, regardless of the soup and water exposed inside that wet her clothes. , "Don't let me see your lunch box in the future, or I'll throw it away every time I see it!"

The humiliation was overwhelming, Yang Qingheng's face was ashen, looking at Xu Lan outside the window, and suddenly sneered: "Song Hengjue, you want a divorce and want me to make room for that woman?"

She stared closely into his eyes and said word by word: "Go and have your big spring and autumn dream! I won't leave, I'm not happy, you two wild mandarin ducks can't even think about it! If you have the ability, let your family love sister Always be a mistress."

"Yang Qingheng, this is a matter between me and you. Just come to me. Why are you mentioning her?" Song Hengjue seemed to have been touched. The corners of his eyes turned red and he reprimanded angrily, "As a woman, you don't know the importance of reputation. How much harm did she do?"

"Yes, her reputation is reputation, not mine." Yang Qingheng's fingertips trembled.

Gritting his teeth, he quickly turned around and faced outside, resisting the soreness in his eyes for fear of falling behind.

Fang Nan looked at Yang Qingheng's leaving figure and was a little confused for a moment: "Brother, do you really want a divorce?"

In this era, everyone encourages reconciliation but not divorce. You can imagine how much impact the word divorce has on him.

"If you persuade me, get out and don't appear in front of me." Song Hengjue was upset and threw the book in his hand into the drawer, his dark eyes full of coldness.

Fang Nan's words suddenly stuck in his throat. Seeing him insisting on his own way, he suddenly smiled: "Leave him if you love him. You will regret it."

Suddenly, he was looking forward to that time coming. When the time came, Song Hengjue would burst into tears. He would definitely set off two firecrackers to celebrate his sister-in-law. Who are these people?

Anyway, this time he sided with his sister-in-law.

Yang Qingheng walked toward the classroom in darkness. When her eyes darkened, Xu Lan opened her hands to stop her: "Yang Qingheng, let's talk."

"I have nothing to talk about with a mistress." Yang Qingheng didn't give any face.

Xu Lan gritted his teeth and grabbed her wrist: "There are so many men in the world, and Song Hengjue doesn't like you. Why are you clinging to him so shamelessly? Why don't you give him to me?"

People who steal people are so confident these days, their skin is really thicker than pigskin.

Yang Qingheng's clear black and white eyes stared at her indifferently, as if looking at a clown: "You also said, there are so many men in the world, why do you have to steal mine, do you like other people's used second-hand goods so much? In your previous life, you Are you a rag picker? You just like to think about other people's homes."

tattered? !

Xu Lan couldn't believe it: "Does he know you said that?"

Yang Qingheng was too lazy to give her a look: "I can say whatever I want to my man. I don't need you, an outsider, to fight against his injustice."

Go around her.

Xu Lan stamped his feet fiercely and shouted at her back: "Outsiders? I'm not sure who the outsiders are now. Brother Hengjue treats me much better than he treats you. He doesn't like you, a yellow-faced woman."

He Qinqin, who was running over, was furious. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Yang Qingheng: "You are crazy. The college entrance examination will be in two months. You are the one who will suffer the loss if you fight with her now."

"Then let her be so arrogant?" He Qinqin said angrily, "Song Hengjue is too much."

The corners of Yang Qingheng's crimson lips slowly raised, and an obscure light flashed through her dark eyes: "Don't worry, Song Hengjue can't do that kind of thing."

"Bah, it's better to believe in ghosts than men," He Qinqin curled her lips, "What if he really cheated?"

Yang Qingheng: "Then report him for engaging in male-female relations. I can't control it, let the Red Guards do it."

He Qinqin gave a thumbs up.

You are still ruthless, if you don’t get it, destroy it, cow.