Song Nanqiao's brows couldn't help jumping, and a delicate face immediately fell into joy.

"Lu Qian, that's right. Song Nanqiao also sneered, "Mr. Tang, do you have any other opinions?"

Tang Jingze's face instantly had a black line.

She really had the courage to find a little white face, and she sang and angered him.

This woman's ability is really getting bigger and bigger!

"This is a matter between our husband and wife, and we don't need outsiders to point fingers, besides," Tang Jingze changed his words, and looked at Song Nanqiao with a pair of cold eyes, "I advise you not to think crookedly, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Song Nanqiao disdained it and immediately ridiculed him.

"Mr. Tang hasn't wiped his own buttocks, so don't talk nonsense to others. ”

"I have nothing to fear, but you. Tang Jingze's eyes lit up, "If tonight's incident spreads, my image of a good wife will probably collapse." ”

Is this a threat to her?

But she Song Nanqiao just eats soft rather than hard.

"Don't scare me. The bad things that Mr. Tang has done will be the favorite subject of the news media. ”

She was sharp-tongued, and she fought in three or two sentences, but Tang Jingze couldn't quarrel with her.

With a restrained look and a cold snort, Tang Jingze took the sexy woman into the elevator with a cold face.

Lu Qian watched the figures of the two disappear in the slowly closing elevator, turned his face sideways and asked Song Nanqiao with a smile, "Are you angry with each other because of a quarrel?"

Song Nanqiao suddenly felt funny.

"If I get angry every time I quarrel, I'm afraid I think my life is too long. ”

There is a small quarrel for three days, and a big quarrel for five days.

This frequency, she really wants to be more serious, I'm afraid it's not that the grass on the grave has grown three feet long!

"All right, my Highness the Queen. Lu Qian lightly held her shoulders with both hands, and his clear voice had a little more emotion, "Didn't you say that you want to have fun? Tonight, I will fulfill my promise." ”

However, Song Nanqiao pushed him away, and Lu Qian's face was slightly surprised.

Song Nanqiao's heart was a little blocked, and he blamed Tang Jingze, who killed a thousand knives, and was disturbed by him, and suddenly lost his interest at all.

"Forget it. ”

Lu Qian's keen eyes saw through her heart.

"You still love him. ”

Song Nanqiao was interested, "It's just that I'm not in the mood all of a sudden." ”

Lu Qian smiled but did not speak.

He has a wealth of experience and has read countless people, and believes that his judgment is not wrong, but there is an inexplicable disappointment in his heart.

It's not obvious, but it's there.

This glamorous and sexy Her Royal Highness, can't he get it tonight?

As if seeing the emotion in the man's eyes, Song Nanqiao reached out and touched the man's face, his red lips raised slightly, and his smile was a little sweet.

"Wait for me to call, one day when you're in a good mood, I'll call you. Goodbye, Mr. Lu. ”

Lu Qian stood alone in the empty corridor, looking at the direction she was leaving.

He touched his face, and there was still a few traces of fragrance left in the place where she had touched it just now.

This woman, very interesting.

......

Song Nanqiao returned home.

As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol and smoke hit my face.

On the sofa in the dim light, Tang Jingze sat there.

He shook his glass gently, his eyes reddened by the effects of alcohol between the tousled ends of his hair, and the ashtray on the coffee table in front of him was full of extinguished cigarette butts.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Song Nanqiao glanced at the cold back on the sofa, took off his shoes, and turned on the crystal chandelier.

Then, walk over and take the glass from his hand.

"Do you dare to drink, your body is not serious?"

Last month, he stayed in the hospital for a few days because of a stomach problem, and the hospital repeatedly told him to quit drinking, but he didn't listen to it at all.

Although this person is hopeless, he still has to fulfill some obligations to be a wife, right?

Tang Jingze felt disappointed, lit another cigar, and glanced at the time with a sneer.

"You're back too early. That's not enough time, isn't it enough foreplay?"

"It's not about you. ”

Song Nanqiao took the cigar from the man's hand again and extinguished it in the ashtray in disgust.

"Stinky to death, not afraid of lung cancer?"

Tang Jingze leaned on the sofa for a few minutes, and his tone was playful, "Are you scared, or is that guy useless?"

"Nothing. Song Nanqiao lazily raised his hand, counted his five fingers over and over several times, and said, "At least, among those people, he is the most powerful one." ”

"Yes. Tang Jingze looked at her with a smile, "I can't see it, Mrs. Tang has really accumulated a lot of experience behind her back." ”

"I can't talk about experience, but I'm also experienced. ”

Tang Jingze looked at the woman's smiling face, two small pear vortices looming, obviously so good-looking, but it made his heart angry.

Always.

In terms of quarrels and angry people, there is no one in this world who is better at it than her Song Nanqiao!

Such a scene, which is staged in this house every three or five days, has almost become a repertoire.

In such a sad and ridiculous marriage, it has become the only pastime and pleasure for both parties.

"OK!" Tang Jingze raised his hand in surrender, "Nan Qiao, let's stop arguing, there's no point." Listen, as long as you divorce me, you can play as much as you like, I don't care about you. ”

"Why? Now that we're not divorced, we haven't seen you guarding like jade?"

Tang Jingze stared at her stubborn little face and breathed a cold sigh.

"For the sake of husband and wife, I just remind you, don't set yourself on fire. ”

"Burn it, burn it, I'm happy, Mr. Tang should take care of himself, today a Cheyenne dare to explode the photo, tomorrow, maybe there will be other women with a big belly to make trouble in your company." ”

She yawned lazily and went to sleep.

Only the man with a gloomy face was left, and the ridiculous chicken feathers scattered all over the place after the resentment.

......

The next day, early in the morning, Song Nanqiao, who was asleep, was woken up by a rapid ringing.

In a daze, she reached for her phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey ......"

"Oh my God, Nan Qiao, do you still have the heart to sleep? Do you know that something has happened to you?"

Best friend Zuo Lin's tone, which seemed to be the end of the world, made Song Nanqiao sober up a little, and after hearing her words, she almost sat up.

On the Internet, there are overwhelming red headlines.

"Shocked! Mrs. Tang's club has a private meeting with a mysterious man!"

"Reveal the secret! The hidden scandal of the Tang family, a wealthy family in Bincheng!"

Under these headings, without exception, they are accompanied by a picture that is so clear that it even occupies a large format.

Her face was photographed very clearly, and on her waist, she was still holding Lu Qian's hand, however, only Lu Qian's face was hidden by the dim light!

"Boom", a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Song Nanqiao sat on the bed, completely stunned.