, she is not as pretty as you, nor as virtuous and capable as you. If I marry her home, I will be marrying an ancestor."

A word is delivered.

Song Qingdai had already confirmed that Jiang Zhaoyun was also reborn.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to say such things.

"Song Qingdai, I've actually been optimistic about you since the beginning, but there's nothing I can do. Your parents want to exchange you for a dowry. I also know that you were forced to marry Gao Han, but it's not too late for you to get a divorce now, after all, you've only been married for a short time."

"If you ask me, if you marry someone like Gao Han, you will only suffer and be wronged. Your life will be ruined."

"He has no skills and no money, and he's also a violent person who likes to beat people up at any time. If you were beaten by him, I would be heartbroken."

Jiang Zhaoyun tried hard to sow discord between Song Qingdai and Gao Han, and portrayed himself as a sunny and warm big boy.

He believed that his actions would definitely move Song Qingdai deeply.

"Song Qingdai, if you want to divorce him, just tell me, and I will help you escape from the wolf's den even if it costs me my life!"

Jiang Zhaoyun patted his chest, looking very responsible and manly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his vision suddenly went dark, followed by a burning pain in his eyes.

The pain caused his brain to temporarily shut down.

With a hook punch, Jiang Zhaoyun was knocked to the ground.

"Miss, Miss, calm down. You can't hit people. It's against the law!"

The salesperson was stunned. Why did a fight break out for no reason?

And this female comrade, who looks delicate and weak, can actually knock down a big man with one punch?

Song Qingdai was wearing high heels today, and her slender heels kicked Jiang Zhaoyun's waist, giving a fatal feeling that she was going to break his kidneys with one kick.

"Song Qingdai, you, you actually dare to hit me?!"

"I'm doing this all for your own good, ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Jiang Zhaoyun struggled to get up from the ground, only to find that he had no room to resist.

"For my own good?"

"You want to persuade me to divorce for my own good?"

"Who do you think you are? I, Song Qingdai, would rather marry a dog than someone like you!"

Song Qingdai attacked ruthlessly, punching and kicking Jiang Zhaoyun so hard that his face was bruised and swollen and he cried out in pain.

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