Chapter 31 The middle-aged divorced woman



The beautiful lady listened to the ridiculous remarks that were justified, raised her eyebrows, and sneered aggressively.

It just seems ridiculous. They have been married for so many years, but it was a mistake from the beginning. Divorce is just a natural outcome, sooner or later.

Looking back on the years of being together and reconciling, when will the two of them be worthy of the word "good"?

They are obviously enemies, but they shamelessly cover up the truth. It's so funny.

"You and I can be considered good friends, it's clearly just a debt of love."

The old vegetable stylist also wanted to save face, so he even gave him a way out.

His ex-wife refused to give up, and things did not develop as he expected.

Being too proud, he was humiliated.

Leng Siqian, who was furious, snapped his sleeves and made amends with a rather tough tone when he uttered the harsh words.

"If it weren't for a pair of children, do you think I would be willing? Humph!"

"What do you mean by willing or not? If I remember correctly, the laws of our Great Zhou Dynasty don't allow for forcing women to reconcile."

Leng Siqian, who had his back to the door and was passionately firing at his ex-wife, never expected this.

One day, when I was talking to my ex-wife, I heard a cold and unfamiliar male voice interrupting me.

My mind was full of thoughts, fuck it,

A ridiculous thought popped up in Leng Siqian's mind: my lover is here to support me.

The more I think about it, the more I think about it.

No wonder he’s not willing to get back together, it turns out he has someone else outside.

Mr. Leng, with his green hair, has wrinkles all over his skin.

He didn't look at the look in his ex-wife's eyes as she passed him by and looked straight back.

The extremely angry man's face flushed red and he turned around angrily.

He looked so indignant that it seemed as if he was about to roll up his sleeves and get to work the next second.

Where did this pretty boy come from? I’ll teach you a lesson.

Old guest, old guest.

Zheng Peizhi was sitting in the flower hall feeling uneasy, his mind full of worry about someone coming to reconcile with him, and he had no chance at all. How could he sit still?

Unable to bear the sense of crisis, the dignified Duke unknowingly walked to the door and started eavesdropping.

I could still bear it at the beginning, but I heard someone behind me making unreasonable and seemingly threatening remarks.

Zheng Peizhi, who had been standing by the door for who knows how long, stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and walked into the room like a god descending from heaven, filling the room with light.

The struggle between men has always been like this. There is no need for face-to-face interaction. Just a few words and those who understand will understand.

Yu'er: "Pei Zhi, why are you here?"

Leng Siqian was about to turn around when he heard his ex-wife call the adulterer's name intimately.

She was not shy in front of her ex-husband, and even mentioned his name and affection.

It was more than just humiliation; it was a great disgrace.

His swollen and red facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, and he rolled up his sleeves as he twitched.

At this point, there is nothing to say.

Without even looking at the adulterer, he ran up to him and said one word: fuck!

The tall man faced the sudden attack with composure and remained motionless.

Before the man got close, Zheng Peizhi, with his eyes lowered, raised his foot lightly and kicked him to the ground effortlessly.

"Master Leng is still so enthusiastic, which makes Zheng feel at a loss."

You bastard, you're ungrateful even after getting the advantage.

Leng Siqian, who was lightly kicked to the ground, held his stomach and cursed in his heart, without any of the elegance and reserve of a civil servant.

He turned his head and looked up. He wanted to see what the adulterer looked like.

When I entered the room, I finally saw the adulterer's appearance for the first time, and my pupils suddenly dilated.

His eyes, wide with fear, were filled with slowness, and at this moment he still had the mind to fan himself.

Leng Siqian saw him come to his ex-wife's side with his own eyes, and his cold eyes softened instantly.

Looking at the mother of his child, he slowly lowered his head and leaned close to Yu'er's ear.

The sound was neither too loud nor too small, just enough for everyone present to hear.

"Where did these barbarians come from? Did the lady get scared?"

Just say it, it’s not enough to say it.

Leng Siqian, who was lying on the ground smoking, clearly saw the guy looking at his land with a meaningful look.

Damn it, I’m thinking about your ancestors for eight generations.

Leng Siqian was a little frightened when he saw Zheng Peizhi at first, but after being insulted, he was no longer afraid.

Looking at the Duke pretending to be serious next to his ex-wife, things that he couldn't understand before suddenly became clear at this moment.

Leng Siqian was overwhelmed and coughed violently twice.

He secretly complained and cursed at the man, who had a heart darker than a crow. Not only did he not only miss his ex-wife, but he also tried to trip him up.

Shameless, so shameless.

Yu'er responded to Zheng Peizhi with a few words, worried that his kick would cause trouble for her ex-husband.

They immediately helped the man up and sent someone to call a doctor.

After a lot of trouble, Yu'er finally felt relieved after she was completely sure that Zheng Peizhi had shown mercy and had not found anything serious.

After seeing the doctor off and returning home, Yuer's eyes fell on the two men staring at each other in the hall. She couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hands, speechless.

Both of them are enemies, one is the enemy from the previous life, and the other is the enemy from the next life, and there is no escape.

Leng Siqian ignored the cold and youyou look on the opposite side, took a sip of tea, and sent it to his heart and lungs.

The tea at the right temperature warmed my heart and lungs, but the heat in my heart did not subside at all.

Normally, when Leng Siqian met the Duke, his fawning face would have arrived before the Duke himself.

But things are different now. The person in front of him is his adulterer who stole his girlfriend.

You can't try to steal the red apricot blossoms that you have planted in the corner of your house.

Yu'er walked forward slowly and spoke slowly to Leng Siqian who refused to leave.

"Since you're alright, don't stay at my house anymore. Go back home quickly."

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