After divorce, she married a wealthy man, and her ex-husband's family regretted it

Jiang Ling took out her cell phone and took a few photos, then put the phone back into her bag, turned on the faucet and started washing her hands.

The more I wash, the more disgusting I feel.

What a disgusting man!

Whenever she thought about having to live under the same roof with this man for several more months, she wished she could save enough money right away so she could divorce him and move out immediately.

"I don't know, I saw it wrong." Jiang Ling replied indifferently.

Chen Yunyun said, "Oh," and asked her excitedly, "Hey, I forgot to ask you, what does your husband do for a living? Why haven't I seen him?"

Jiang Ling turned off the faucet, grabbed a tissue to wipe her hands, and replied calmly.

"he died."

Chen Yunyun: …

died?

Jiang Ling’s husband should not be too old, so why did he die young?

Alas, how pitiful!

Chen Yunyun took Jiang Ling's arm and comforted her earnestly, "Don't be sad, I will introduce you to a handsome guy in two years."

Jiang Ling nodded again.

"it is good!"

When Li Dongyang returned home in the evening, Jiang Ling had already taken a shower and gone to bed.

Facing the dark bedroom, Li Dongyang sniffed, washed up and went to bed.

Jiang Ling ignored him, and he didn't want to try to coax Jiang Ling.

After all, he was the head of the family, and he felt that he needed to leave Jiang Ling alone so that she could see her own importance.

A handsome guy like him is very popular out there.

Jiang Ling doesn't know how to cherish, so she must be the one who regrets it.

Faced with Li Dongyang's coldness, Jiang Ling said nothing.

She went out early and came back late every day to practice driving, but she never expected that one day she would meet Qingqing in the driving school.

She was practicing reversing when she heard a sweet girl outside acting coquettishly with her coach.

"Hey coach, I don't want to practice with others, it's smelly, can you teach me alone when you are free?"

Jiang Ling almost vomited because of the coquettish voice and turned around to look.

Hey, what a coincidence, I met an acquaintance.

Qingqing also saw her and immediately raised her chin high, "Hey sister-in-law, are you practicing driving? Didn't your brother-in-law come with you?"

Jiang Ling turned the steering wheel in a casual manner, and the rapid reverse blew up a gust of wind, almost knocking Qingqing over. She faced Qingqing's angry expression expressionlessly, "Do you know me well? You call me brother-in-law every day, and if someone doesn't know me, they would think you are thinking about my man?"

Hearing this explosive conversation, the people practicing driving in the car and several coaches turned around and looked at Qingqing with a look of surprise.

Qingqing bit her red lips in anger, "Sister-in-law, I care about you, why do you take my kindness for granted?"

Jiang Ling snorted and looked up at the miniskirt she was wearing. "It's a nice skirt. Did your boyfriend buy it for you?"

"Yes, my boyfriend said that I look best in pink when I am young." Qingqing's face turned pink and she looked shy. It was obvious that she was immersed in love. "Sister-in-law, why do you always wear black clothes? Oh, by the way, I forgot, black makes you look thinner."

She stared at Jiang Ling unwillingly, trying to use her own advantages to attack Jiang Ling.

But Jiang Ling obviously didn't take her words to heart. She thought that the sun was so strong outside, she had to finish her practice early and go back to pick up the children, and then buy some spare ribs and ask Wang Ma to make some spare rib soup.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Qingqing added, "My boyfriend is very nice to me, sister-in-law, you know that!"

Seeing Jiang Ling turn around, she smiled and said slowly: "My boyfriend paid for my driving lessons. He said he would buy me a car when I learned how to drive. Do you think he treats me well?"

After saying this, she stared at Jiang Ling with her sharp eyes, trying to find a look of despair on her face.

But she was disappointed.

Not only was Jiang Ling not disappointed, she was even in a mood to laugh, "You and your boyfriend are a good match. I wish you both a quick death and a rebirth."

She stepped on the accelerator and the big black car roared past Qingqing.

Qingqing was so scared that she fell to the ground, and as luck would have it, she fell into a puddle. Her newly bought pink miniskirt was immediately stained by the mud and water, and her whole body was covered with mud spots.

"Wuwuwu, you bullied me, I'm going to go back and tell Brother Yang..."

Everyone watched the excitement and whispered to each other.

"What do you mean? It sounds to me like this girl is stealing someone else's husband."

"Be more confident, remove the word 'as if', it means stealing someone's husband!"

"No, do young people have such low moral standards nowadays? There are so many men in the world, why do you have to snatch other people's men?"

"Bah, I'm afraid this man is not a good guy either. But the woman driving the car is quite cool and has a lot of personality!"

"A woman's happiness has never been based on a man. A capable woman can live a good life whether she is married or not."

"That's right, this little girl is still dreaming of stealing someone else's man. Tsk tsk, what can she do to compete with him at this level?"

Qingqing's face gradually turned red amid the discussions.

She didn't understand what was wrong with her. She was obviously younger, prettier, and more liked by Li Dongyang. But for some reason, every time she met Jiang Ling, she felt inferior to her. Whenever she tried to use her advantages to attack Jiang Ling, it was always like hitting cotton.

The other party didn't care at all.

In the end, she was the one who got hurt.

Qingqing clenched her fists in shame and anger. It seemed that her pillow talk to Li Dongyang was not enough, and she had to keep up the good work.

A month later.

Jiang Ling practiced driving day and night under the scorching sun and finally got his driver's license.

On the day she got her driver's license, she called Li Dongyang and asked him to come home early for dinner.

Li Dongyang was drinking with Qingqing in his arms, and he was stunned for a long time when he hung up the phone.

Because Jiang Ling hadn't paid much attention to him in the past month, he was a little uncomfortable when she suddenly called him. When he was hesitating whether to go home, Qingqing started to act coquettishly in his arms.

"Brother Yang, can we go on a trip? I see that group tours to Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand are not expensive recently. A nine-day tour is only over 10,000. Can you go with me?"

More than ten thousand?

Li Dongyang's eyelids twitched, and he coaxed the person in front of him softly, "I'm busy with work recently, I'll go with you when I'm not busy."

"If you don't want to go, just sign me up for one. I'll go play with my little sisters by myself." Qingqing lay in his arms, attacking the man with her eyes, her voice soft and crisp, "Or are you reluctant to spend money on others?"

"How could that be? Who else should I spend money on if I don't give it to you?" Li Dongyang forced a smile.

"Who knows? After all, you have a she-devil at home. Maybe your heart is still with her." Qingqing sat up and hugged his neck, shaking him continuously.

"Brother Yang, tell me the truth, do you still have feelings for your wife?"