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

A glimmer of light flashed in Xu Lan's eyes, and she followed him inside.

Zhou Shuwen tasted a few sips of the scented tea made by Yang Qingheng, and she felt indescribably comfortable with her eyes closed. She took Yang Qingheng's hand in surprise and said, "This scented tea is delicious, even more fragrant than the last one."

The floral fragrance is fragrant, the aftertaste is lingering, and the aftertaste is sweet, it’s simply the best!

Yang Qingheng chuckled: "I heard from Bainian that you like to eat pears. I specially added some fruits to it. It will taste sweeter than the previous one. Just like it."

"I like it, of course I like it. Qingheng, you are really clever with your hands." Zhou Shuwen's eyes lit up and she took a small gift box and a cloth bag from the side. "This is the dress I asked my junior to bring back from the capital, and there is also a small gold As for the bracelet, you girls should have similar tastes, and it should look good on you."

Gold bracelet?

Yang Qingheng was flattered: "Auntie, this is too precious."

"It doesn't matter whether it's expensive or not, it's just an object. You can do it as long as you like it." Zhou Shuwen personally helped her put it on.

The filigree craftsmanship makes the entangled flowers lifelike, and most importantly, it sparkles!

Yao Ying and Xu Lan's eyes widened.

Yang Qingheng's heart skipped a beat and she felt a little breathless. It would be rude to refuse at this time. She quickly bent her eyes and thanked: "Thank you, auntie, I like it very much."

"Your Aunt Zhou keeps talking about not having a daughter every day. I see that you two are so compatible, why not..." My uncle remembered his wife's words and mentioned it in a joking tone at the right time.

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Shuwen glared hard and changed the subject: "Bainian also bought you a gift. I asked him if he was hesitant and unwilling to tell me."

Why does this woman look the same all the time? My uncle is weird and shuts up.

Tang Bainian's face was hot, he coughed dryly and took out a box and handed it to her hand. It was a necklace. Her uncle gave her a domestic watch. Even Yao Ying secretly bought a pen.

Yang Qingheng liked the Shanghai brand so much that his eyes were filled with smiles.

After not hearing anything from Song Hengjue for a few seconds, Zhou Shuwen said angrily: "You, a husband, can't even remember your daughter-in-law's birthday, right?"

Song Hengjue was already embarrassed enough, but now his face was even stiffer, and he looked towards Yang Qingheng for help. Yang Qingheng was disappointed and silently looked away.

Zhou Shuwen said earnestly: "Qingheng, you are good at everything, but you are not good at looking at men. This man can't even remember his wife's birthday. What do you want him to do?" She didn't save any face for Song Hengjue.

Yao Ying saw that the situation was getting more and more embarrassing. She glanced at her son hard and smoothed things over: "The food is getting cold. Let's eat first. It's not too late to chat after eating."

After all, it was his birthday, so Zhou Shuwen couldn't say much. He looked at Song Hengjue and Xu Lan beside him in disgust, and followed Yao Ying to the dining table.

At the dining table, Yao Ying couldn't help but get angry when she saw her son being such a dull gourd. She hit him with hatred and whispered: "Why don't you coddle your wife?"

Song Hengjue came to his senses and reached out to pick up some food for Yang Qingheng.

Xu Lan's eyes flickered and she dropped her chopsticks, holding her forehead and looking pale.

Song Hengjue frowned, quickly put down his chopsticks and poured her a glass of hot water: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm dizzy and feel a little nauseous," Xu Lan smiled sheepishly, "It's okay with me, let's continue eating."

Yao Ying sneered and said in a sharp tone: "What, your stomach is broken? Let me tell you, today's dish was made by my wife, not Qingheng. If you can't eat it, don't eat it. I won't eat it until your body is broken. Can’t afford to pay.”

How does this old woman know what she is going to do!

Xu Lan was stunned, with an unnatural look on his face: "Of course it's not about the food, it's about my poor health. Auntie, you misunderstood."

Yao Ying sneered, but he didn't like her.

Yang Qingheng burst into laughter and silently gave her mother-in-law a thumbs up under the table.

Yao Ying raised her chin proudly.

She can make her daughter-in-law suffer.

The meal was filled with laughter and joy, but Song Hengjue was the only one who couldn't eat it.

As for Xu Lan, he was always guilty of being cheap, and he ate too much food, which made Yao Ying's face black.

On the way back, Tang Bainian was driving.

The uncle patted his head and remembered something: "Didn't your aunt ask you to meet the girl from the Liang family a few days ago? Yesterday she came to visit relatives. You should find a time to ask her out."

Before Tang Bainian could speak, Zhou Shuwen curled her lips and said, "I'll see you if you see me. If you don't see me, wait and see."

This woman!

After all, they are a couple who have lived together for more than [-] years. Zhou Shuwen's expression showed that his uncle knew what bad thoughts his wife had in her belly, but he said helplessly: "I miss her family, but you dare to think so."

"They couldn't keep it themselves. I was wondering what happened, but I didn't grab it directly." Zhou Shuwen glared.

Tang Bainian glanced at the rearview mirror, his ears were red, and he murmured for a few seconds, but finally said nothing.

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"Didn't I warn you? There are some things that you can't catch. It's better to be wise and let them go, so as not to make your face look ugly later."

Yang Qingheng stopped cleaning the dishes, turned around, and suddenly laughed angrily.

"Weren't you as weak as Lin Daiyu just now? I thought you were going to die. Why, your illness will be cured if Song Hengjue is gone? The man you like can still kill you."

Xu Lan raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Stop talking nonsense, when are you going to get divorced?"

Seeing her reaching out her hand, Yang Qingheng became wary, grabbed her wrist and pushed her: "What are you doing?"

Xu Lan staggered and hit the stove with his waist. His face turned pale with pain and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Sister-in-law, I know you are in a bad mood today, but I really don't know your birthday, otherwise I wouldn't I've apologized to you for hurting your mood, can't you forgive me just once?"

Yang Qingheng's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly turned around, and sure enough she saw Song Hengjue standing at the door.

She murmured, and just when she was about to explain, Xu Lan's breathing became rapid, she clutched her chest, her calves became weak and she fell to the ground.

Song Hengjue frowned, stretched out his long arms around Xu Lan's waist, helped her sit on the ground, and patted her chest a few times: "How is it?"

Xu Lan shook his head and wiped his tears silently, looking pitiful.

Yang Qingheng gritted his teeth: "She was just pretending. She was still alive and kicking just now. Song Hengjue, are you blind?"

Song Hengjue's veins jumped: "Yang Qingheng, I brought her back today. It's all my fault. If you have a temper, come at me."

"Snapped!"