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

"Are you going to take a nap in the guest house? I'll take you there on the way." Tang Bainian gently squeezed his fists in his pockets and pretended to look at her inadvertently.

Yang Qingheng shook his head. She was already embarrassed by how the mother and son made things difficult for him in the ward. Now she was not willing to bother him anymore. She quickly refused: "No, I'll just squint in the ward later to avoid unnecessary trouble." I have to run again in the afternoon.”

Tang Bainian frowned: "Then I'll go back first. If you have any trouble coming to my place, just call me."

As soon as I thought about it, I made a joke: "Auntie said that you haven't come to play at home for a long time. If you have anything, please come to the house more often, so that she won't talk about it in my ears every day, and my ears will get calluses."

Yang Qingheng was funny: "Tell your aunt that I will visit her in a while."

Tang Bainian opened the car door.

Yang Qingheng was stunned and stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute."

She took out the handkerchief and wiped his collar, then spread it out to show him: "Where did you get into just now? Why is there a cobweb here?"

The woman's face suddenly enlarged, Tang Bainian's brain exploded, and his language system was confused.

"Pig...huh? Pig?" After reacting, his face turned red and he almost slapped his own ear with his backhand.

What nonsense is he talking about?

Yang Qingheng raised her head and said, "Go back quickly. When the employees get off work, it will be difficult for you to drive because there are many people on the road."

Tang Bainian turned red and got into the car. He was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at her and ran away as if he was running for his life.

All interactions between the two fell into the sight of the man behind them.

"I can't even see the butt of the car. I can't bear to go back."

Yang Qingheng smiled: "It looks good, I love it."

Song Hengjue frowned, took a closer look, and found that she didn't look like she was joking: "Isn't it just showing half of her collarbone? Just look at it and see if you can have some ambition."

She is lustful and brainless. Who would a man lie to if he didn't lie to her?

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and didn't even bother to give him a serious look: "My future boyfriend, what's the matter with me? Unlike you, I feel disgusted when you take off your clothes and stand in front of me."

He pinched his nose and took two steps away. The disgust he showed to avoid the virus was completely different from the gentleness he treated Tang Bainian.

Song Hengjue's throat felt like a fly had been stuffed into his throat. He was angry and disgusted. Unfortunately, he couldn't pronounce a single syllable. It took him a long time to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Mom said it's hot outside and asked you to go back quickly."

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When Tang Bainian opened the door, Zhou Shuwen and his wife had just put the food on the table.

"You can't see anyone early in the morning. When you come back, it's like you took Xiaoyao Pill. Your mouth is grinning to the back of your head. Where did you go?" A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the usually calm nephew. My uncle shook his shoulders and felt uncomfortable all over. .

Tang Bainian put his fist on his lips and coughed dryly: "I heard a few days ago that Aunt Yao was ill. I went to the hospital to see her."

"Tang Bainian, I'm warning you, our family is all aboveboard, you have to do things that make people poke their spines, otherwise your kid will look good." My uncle frowned into a "Sichuan" character.

They all come here at this age, how could he not know what this bastard is thinking?

That girl Yang Qingheng is nice, but it doesn't mean that he agrees with this bastard to stick with her before they get divorced. This is not like being a mistress.

Tang Bainian glanced at him strangely: "Am I the kind of person who doesn't care?"

"You'd better be like this." Uncle snorted coldly.

"Okay, you should say less, Bainian is sensible," Zhou Shuwen glared at her husband, then stretched out her hand to push Tang Bainian to sit down at the dining table, "Ignore your uncle and eat."

Tang Bainian ducked his shoulders to avoid her hand and hurried upstairs. His voice came from far away: "You eat first, don't wait for me."

Zhou Shuwen's hand was still raised in the air, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she looked at her husband: "He dislikes me? Is there a needle in my hand?"

The uncle took a sip of the soup with a subtle expression and said, "You don't have it in your hand, but he does have it on his clothes."

"You're so nagging." Zhou Shuwen was too lazy to talk to the two strange men and sat down to eat.

hospital.

Looking at Yang Qingheng's leaving figure, Song Hengjue's expression went blank for a moment, and that strange sense of dissonance crept into his mind again.

Something is wrong, there is something wrong with this woman.

Except that Yang Qingheng had the memory of future generations, he could not think of any way to make Yang Qingheng suddenly disappointed with Gu Yi. It was obvious that the two had been entangled for almost seven or eight years in their previous life.

But if Yang Qingheng was reborn, then why did she have to be with him? At the last moment of his life in his previous life, this cold-hearted woman forced him to divorce with a knife. Wouldn't it be true that he would get her wish by divorcing her?

Song Hengjue had a splitting headache, and he urgently needed a way to test Yang Qingheng.

"What are you doing with a sad face?" The ward door opened from the inside, and Mr. Xu looked at him strangely.

Song Hengjue came back to his senses, put away the expression on his face and stood up: "Why don't you come all the way here and I treat you to dinner?"

Mr. Xu shook his head, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Remembering that this was a hospital, he was stunned for a second and took it back.

"I see that the old lady is recovering well and is very active. She just said that she would introduce me to my wife after she recovers."

Thinking of the old lady's disgusted look when she found out that he was still unmarried in his thirties, Mr. Xu found it funny.

The little old lady really likes to be a matchmaker for others, but it's a pity that she doesn't know that her son is getting divorced, otherwise she would be so angry that she would jump up.

Song Hengjue received his theatrical gaze and didn't understand what he was thinking. He just pretended not to see it: "My mother talks like that. She's too busy. Just pick up and listen to a few words."

Mr. Xu waved his hand and headed outside: "Don't worry, I have something to do in the city today. I'll come see the old lady another day."

Without waiting for Song Hengjue to nod, he strode outside.

Yang Qingheng met Mr. Xu as soon as he entered the hospital. He was surprised for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and quickly stepped forward: "Comrade Xu, why are you here?"

Mr. Xu was also surprised when he saw her, and pointed in the direction of the corridor: "I have a friend whose family member is sick. Come here to visit, but you are also sick?"

"That's not true." Yang Qingheng shook his head, not wanting to say more, and quickly changed the topic, "When was the appointment you mentioned last time, so I can arrange the time."

Mr. Xu patted his head and said, "I was about to go find you. What do you think of tomorrow morning?"

"Ten o'clock in the morning." Yang Qingheng nodded, and she happened to accompany Yao Ying to finish breakfast before going out.

Xu Erye naturally agreed: "When the time comes, I will ask my R&D brother to talk to you in person, and you two can also get to know each other and make friends."

Inexplicably, he always felt that these two people could talk together.