Ling Haoran and Jiang Muqing walked out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau one after the other, facing the two people with blank faces, Fu Haotian regretted appearing here a little, and sure enough, Jiang Muqing saw that his back face was even more stinky than just now, "What are you doing here?" Is it to pick me up or to watch the fun? ”

"I ......" Fu Haotian is indeed a little ill-intentioned, he really wants to witness Jiang Muqing's divorce and return to singleness from then on, so that he can also successfully get rid of the identity of a third party.

Too lazy to talk to him more, Jiang Muqing looked back at Ling Haoran, "I'll tell you, Ling Haoran, I agree to divorce you today, it's not that I owe you, but that our Jiang family owes you the Ling family," her two idiot brothers actually joined forces with Nanjiang to attack the Ling family, which made Old Man Ling angry, and caused her to have no place in the Ling family, "I won't give up the shares of Feiyu in my hand, and you have to come and beg me if necessary." This face, she will find it back sooner or later, Jiang Muqing opened the car door hatefully and disappeared on the corner in a blink of an eye.

"Am I a little redundant?" Fu Haotian humbly asked Ling Haoran next to him.

"No," Ling Haoran checked the divorce certificate in his hand, "You can witness my excitement with this little book at this moment." ”

"Are you so excited?" Fu Haotian felt that he was bullying him for not being married.

"You won't understand," Ling Haoran patted Fu Haotian on the shoulder, "This little green book brings me happiness far more than that little red book." ”

"Why don't you buy a string of firecrackers to celebrate?" Fu Haotian shook his head, marriage, it will always be a besieged city.

"I don't like to be too public," Ling Haoran looked up at the sky and let out a sigh, took out his wallet and took out a card and handed it to Fu Haotian, "You take this." ”

"What for?" Fu Haotian didn't answer, and looked at Ling Haoran with a puzzled expression.

"Take the time to buy me something good for my two former brothers-in-law, they have played a very important role in my life, and you should thank them as well." If it weren't for these two people stabbing Lou Zi, Jiang Muqing might not have spent any year or month with him.

"It seems you're sincere." Fu Haotian accepted it with tears and laughter.

"I don't have the right to evaluate your feelings for Jiang Muqing," Ling Haoran hesitated and decided to give Fu Haotian some advice, after all, he was a friend who had known each other for more than 20 years, "However, you have to think about her, she will do anything for the benefit of the Jiang family, and she may have entered menopause, and her temper is very short-tempered, you can ask for more blessings." ”

"I know." Fu Haotian nodded, since he decided to accept her, psychological preparation is necessary.

Sure enough, the days of more than 20 years have not been in vain, Ling Haoran's advice is not unfounded, Fu Haotian, who was standing at the door of the Jiang family's living room, felt a faint pain in his temples, and his raised leg did not fall for a long time, go in? It may be harmed, and if you don't go in, it seems that this sixty or seventy-year-old mansion will not be saved.

"Let's go in later, let her vent and vent." Old Man Jiang patted Fu Haotian on the back and led him to the courtyard.

"You've got a message, too." Fu Haotian didn't expect Old Man Jiang to know about it.

"It was Ling Lao who made the call himself," Old Man Jiang smiled helplessly, "Perhaps, he has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time." ”

"What are your plans?" The Ling family will no longer be a strong support for the Jiang family, and Nanjiang Group has been acting improperly in the industry, and it is even more important to stay as far away as possible.

"It is said that there are no more than three generations of wealth, I have lived to this age, I have seen everything, if the Jiang family can maintain it better, if it can't be maintained, it will be dispersed, if it is operated properly, everyone can still achieve prosperity in life, this is enough." Old man Jiang was seriously ill last year, and after walking around at the moment of life and death, the whole person was no longer attached.

"I ......" Fu Haotian wanted to speak and stopped, is it a bit inappropriate to talk to the old man about this now.

"Say, is it your business with Mu Qing."

"Master," Fu Haotian didn't know what to say.

"I'm not blind, I've just been pretending to be blind, I can see your protection of her, we did too much wrong for the sake of profit back then." Old Man Jiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, people are always like this, and he only regrets when he looks back on the past and feels powerless, "I just hope that Mu Qing will not repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

I hope that, looking at Jiang Muqing's manic figure in the living room from the window, Fu Haotian expects this more than anyone else.

In the living room, Jiang Musheng and Jiang Muzheng resigned themselves to bearing the anger of the eldest sister, but they were unwilling, if that thing succeeded, the Jiang family would successfully turn over, what if Nanjiang's reputation was rotten, the shopping mall has never been above board.

"Why do you do that, why, what do I do all these years for?" Can Jiang Muqing not be crazy, for the sake of today's position, she gave up her soul.

"Sister, the Ling family is supporting us less and less now, if our Jiang family relies on them again, we will only have to drink porridge." Jiang Muzheng is young after all, and he can't stand the days under the fence.

"Then you have the ability to make the Jiang family bigger, why did you attack my son, Ling Zixuan is my son, have you forgotten?" Jiang Muqing yelled.

"Yes, we often forget that this kid doesn't take you and our Jiang family in his eyes at all, and now he has so many shares of Feiyu in his hands, don't dampen his spirit, and in a few years he won't take us seriously." Jiang Musheng has always been unaccustomed to Ling Zixuan's domineering appearance.

"What about catching the Nanjiang River? Will Nanjiang give you more benefits than Feiyu? Have you ever thought about it? "They are crazy, Jiang Muqing can only think so, in the face of interests, what is the nephew.

"Nanjiang said that as long as we join forces with them to bring down Feiyu, we can get sixty percent of the benefits." Jiang Muzheng told Jiang Muqing excitedly.

"Really?" Jiang Muqing smiled, "Since Nanjiang is so good, you two should go there." ”

"Sister, what did you say?" Jiang Musheng and his brothers were a little confused.

"I mean, from now on, I'll take over the Jiang family's business, and you can go wherever you want." Jiang Muqing replied coldly.

"What do you say, why do you let us go, we have to go." If they want to give up the Jiang family's industry, how can it be.

"She relied on my status in Jiang's business," Old Man Jiang walked in with a cane, and Fu Haotian followed.

"Dad, we have worked hard in the Jiang family for so many years without merit, no matter how much my sister says it, she is also a woman." Jiang Musheng began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"You ask yourself, have you really contributed to the Jiang family, or have you been enjoying the Jiang family's property, in terms of ability, your sister is far above you, this matter is decided." Old man Jiang has long wanted to change the blood of the Jiang family.

"Good, good, we don't have anything to say." Jiang Musheng's brothers went out with hatred.

"Thank you, Dad." Jiang Muqing felt so tired, she knew that the difficult life had just begun.

Ling Haoran felt that he had finally come back to life, this long marriage of interests had worn out too much of his enthusiasm for life, in the bottom of his heart he admitted more than once that he was selfish, he passed this numbness to everyone around him, including his two sons, he also wanted to hurt and love, but his heart was so heavy that his hobby was pale.

Is this really the way to be liberated? Ling Haoran drove the car with one hand and patted his chest with the other, as if this would be able to evacuate the stuffy gas that had been deposited for many years, and a better day was coming, at least he thought so before the car overturned.

"Wake up!"

"Ling Haoran, wake up!"

"Are you still conscious?"

Ling Haoran heard the voice that he had been longing for in his heart, what happened, as if he was driving normally just now, suddenly a child ran to the driving lane, it was too late to brake, he slammed the steering wheel and hit the guardrail The car overturned, he was not dead, the voice in his ears was so familiar, was it her? He struggled to open his eyes.

It's really her, it turns out that life has really become better, Ling Haoran stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the face that he thought about day and night, but his arm seemed to keep calling, he wanted to read her name softly, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.

"Stay awake, Ling Haoran, please"

Ling Haoran felt a cool breath reaching his heart and lungs, and the gentle movement of his limbs caused severe pain, and being able to feel the pain showed that he was still conscious, and he reminded himself optimistically with the only trace of consciousness left, but he really wanted to catch that voice.

Shen Qiuman quickly treated the injury after giving Ling Haoran artificial respiration, thanking God for letting her be late for work, she encountered a car accident on the road, and after hearing that someone was injured, as a doctor, she rushed into the crowd without shirk, even if she hadn't seen it for more than ten years, she still recognized the injured person at a glance as Ling Haoran, until the ambulance appeared and Ling Haoran was carried away, Shen Qiuman fell to the ground and wiped the sweat off his face with trembling hands.

Ling Haoran felt that he had slept for a long time, it was rare to sleep so peacefully, and the endless noise in his ears tingled his already fragile nerves.

"Brother, his injury is not too serious, you don't have to worry...... Concussion, fractures of the left arm and right leg...... The doctor said there was no danger to life...... Just take tomorrow's flight, hang up. It was Ling Zixuan's voice

"I hope it doesn't hurt my brain." It was Old Man Ling's voice.

"No, the doctor said that he was temporarily unconscious, you better go back, we can just watch here." It was Fu Haotian's voice.

"He thought that he would start a good life after divorce, but he was only happy for less than four hours, which is really speechless." It was the voice of his ex-wife Jiang Muqing.

"Family members don't talk loudly, the patient is still in a coma, if it weren't for the dean to speak, how could so many of you come in, all go out." It could be the voice of a doctor.

Then there is the sound of the door opening, closing, and opening again.

"It's been five or six hours, why hasn't he woken up yet?" It's the voice that misses.

"Normal, this is not bad, if you hadn't handled it so well, I'm afraid he would have more than just a concussion, Sister Qiuman, you know him." This is the sound of standard gossip.

"College classmates, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

"To be honest, you look at his eyes so gently, as if he is looking at his first boyfriend."

"I look at you with a gentle look in your eyes."

"I know, by the way, their family members proposed to transfer to the hospital, maybe they think our conditions are not good enough."

"Transfer, okay."

"Then it will be a disappointment for you to meet again after a long absence."

"It's better to miss each other, in my daughter's words, if you don't do it, it will ruin the three views, I'm going home, he woke up, tell me."

"Don't worry, goodbye, Sister Qiuman."

Ling Haoran was tired, and before falling asleep again, he had only one thought, he would not transfer to the hospital, never.