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

Yang Qingheng didn't expect that he was still defending Xu Lan at this time, and laughed angrily: "Coming on you? What is your relationship with her? Coming on you?"

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, the unfamiliar feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger. She was extremely disappointed and even a little powerless.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath: "Song Hengjue, don't you want a divorce? You don't have to wait any longer. Let's do it today."

"Bangdang."

There was a loud noise and a stack of bowls shattered to the ground.

Yao Ying rushed in in disbelief, grabbed Yang Qingheng's shoulders, and said urgently, "Qingheng, what nonsense are you talking about."

"Mom, I'm not talking nonsense. Song Hengjue told me that he was divorced a long time ago. Now that he has someone he likes, there's no point in me continuing to rely on him." Yang Qingheng gave a stiff smile and looked at her mother-in-law's concerned face. Face, tears could not be held back.

She couldn't understand why everything had changed after just being reborn once.

On a day like this, he actually brought Xu Lan to his home.

Even though she knew that the promise was made to Song Hengjue in her previous life and had nothing to do with Song Hengjue in this life, she still couldn't let go.

If he doesn't want to marry another woman, then just go ahead and marry her, and she will help him.

Yao Ying was so angry that her eyes turned black. She grabbed the wooden stick in the corner and slapped Song Hengjue on the back: "You stinky boy! What Uncle Xingnong said is right, you just learned bad things!"

It's okay if he doesn't come home for three days or two. If he comes home and makes his wife angry, it's better not to come back!

Song Hengjue groaned and resisted the blow.

Yao Ying was still upset and slapped her hard several times. She grunted a few times and frightened Xu Lan next to her. She rushed up and hugged Song Hengjue's back: "Auntie, calm down... ah!"

After being hit with a stick on her hand, she screamed and took a few steps back.

Yao Ying's face turned dark, and she pointed the fire stick at her nose: "What does it have to do with you, an outsider, if I beat my son? You vixen, get out!"

"Go out and wait for me first." Song Hengjue gritted his teeth in pain and told Xu Lan patiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he got a stick.

"You're still protecting her!" Yao Ying gritted her teeth, her eyes darkened, and the stick in her hand fell down.

She suddenly fell back, and Yang Qingheng was startled: "Mom!"

Song Hengjue's expression changed, and he rushed to help Yao Ying. After calling twice and finding that she was unresponsive, he picked her up and ran outside.

The scene at this moment seemed to suddenly overlap with that of his previous life. Yang Qingheng's hands and feet felt cold, and he was stunned for several seconds before he staggered to follow.

After a period of chaos, several people finally rushed to the nearest health center.

The doctor examined it carefully and sighed: "There is no big problem, it's just high blood pressure. I got excited and fainted all of a sudden."

After looking around at the people, he scolded: "Everyone is too old to be young, and you still make the old man so angry. I raised you up like this for nothing."

"It's our fault, we shouldn't have said bad things in front of her." Song Hengjue pursed her lips, her lowered eyebrows full of self-blame.

Yang Qingheng followed closely behind the doctor: "Uncle, tell me what medicine I need to take and what the elderly should pay attention to in the future."

The doctor nodded: "You need to take medicine for high blood pressure for a long time, but you family members don't need to be too anxious. It is very common for the elderly to have this disease. Just keep yourself comfortable in the future. As for the taboos, I will ask the nurse to give you one later. Manual, please read it carefully when the time comes."

Yang Qingheng listened intently and took out a small notebook to record it carefully.

Song Hengjue looked at this scene with mixed feelings.

He didn't know when his mother's relationship with Yang Qingheng had become so good. Compared with his son, Yang Qingheng seemed to be her biological daughter.

She would never tell her son about everything, but Yang Qingheng knew it very well.

"Qingheng?" A soft call came from the bed.

Song Hengjue quickly approached: "Mom, how do you feel?"

When Yao Ying saw that it was him who was coming, she turned away with a bad look on her face.

Yang Qingheng pushed him away: "The doctor said mom should keep her mood. What are you doing here? Take your little love and get out of here."

Song Hengjue flirted, waved to Xu Lan, and led her out.

As soon as the door of the ward closed, Xu Lan couldn't help it anymore: "I didn't mean it."

"I know, it's none of your business. You should go back first." Song Hengjue pinched his eyebrows, his head hurting.

Xu Lan hesitated for a few seconds: "Then I'll come over to see auntie another day." After that, she took her bag and went outside.

Song Hengjue glanced at the two women who had a harmonious relationship in the ward. He did not go back immediately. He went to the cafeteria and bought two bowls of lean meat porridge before carrying it back to the ward.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat something first." He opened it directly in front of Yao Ying.

Yao Ying pouted, unwilling to talk to him, but it was already night, and she was really hungry, so she took it with a cold face.

Yang Qingheng was not polite to him, so he took a box and opened it himself.

Yao Ying saw that she had finished eating before patting the back of her hand: "Today is your birthday. You should be happy. But this kind of thing happened. It's because Hengjue is sorry for you. I'll give him a good beating when I get better some other time." You're taking it out, you've been cooking and following me to the hospital today, you've worked hard, go home and rest first."

Yang Qingheng hesitated.

Yao Ying pushed her: "Just let Hengjue stay here overnight. You don't have to worry about it. How can he not be able to take care of me for such a big man?"

Yang Qingheng sighed and went outside.

As soon as Yang Qingheng closed the door, Yao Ying couldn't hold on to the smile on her face, and she said with a serious face: "Song Hengjue, tell me honestly, what is your relationship with that Xu Lan."

Song Hengjue had a headache: "It doesn't matter, she is my friend's sister. I was asked to take care of her."

"Is this the way to take care of me?" Yao Ying said angrily, "If you take care of me at home today, will you have to take care of me in bed tomorrow?"

Song Hengjue was displeased: "What are you talking about? It's impossible."

"Qing Heng is a good girl. Don't let her down. Cut off the relationship with that troubled son Xu Lan as soon as possible." Yao Yingying said forcefully.

Unexpectedly, Song Hengjue's expression immediately changed when he heard her words: "This is a matter between Yang Qingheng and me. Mom, don't worry about it."

Yao Ying was so furious that she couldn't breathe for a moment: "What did you say?"

Song Hengjue was shocked when he saw her like this. He didn't dare to deny it, but he was not willing to let go. He just said: "It's nothing. I'll ask the nurse if she can give her a sleeper."

Yang Qingheng was so worried that she asked for leave from school the next day, cooked lunch for Yao Ying herself and planned to send it to the hospital.

"Why do you want this?" Sister-in-law Sun saw that her eyes were green, and she also hated the iron. "Song Hengjue, that stinky boy, will regret it sooner or later."

Yang Qingheng took the handful of celery and shook her head with a wry smile: "The doctor said it's high blood pressure. Taking this is considered dietary therapy. I'll make some and send it to her. The food in the hospital is not delicious. I made it and sent it to her, maybe she will have a better appetite."

As for regrets? How could Song Hengjue regret it? He wished he could marry that Xu Lan and come home right away. If he got divorced, he might not be happy in time.

Sister-in-law Sun sighed. She had always tried to persuade him to make peace before, but for the first time she had the urge to persuade her to divorce: "Forget it, just leave. You are so capable. It's not like you can't live without him. Didn't you talk to me about men before?" If you don’t like this thing, just change it, but why do you think it’s getting better and better?”

Yang Qingheng had a headache and only said: "Sister-in-law is right, I will do it as soon as possible."