The big fat man returned home, he felt so tired that he didn't eat, he just lay on the bed and fell asleep, opened his eyes at ten o'clock, saw the bright eyes outside, and suddenly remembered Chang Wanlin, I don't know where this guy is.

So I called Chang Wanlin.

Chang Wanlin said that it was almost more than 300 kilometers to go out, which was okay, very good, and there was nothing wrong.

The big fat man said, you are good, but you are bitter Mao Eighteen.

Chang Wanlin asked what was wrong. The big fat man told everything over again.

Chang Wanlin sighed and said, it is enough for such a brother to have one in his life, and I owe him a favor.

Huang Juan heard that Wang Delin was dead, but she didn't know what it was, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

After all, if you share the same bed, you will die when you die, and you can't hate it anymore if you want to.

Huang Juan thought of her son, when she was divorced, she threw her son away in anger, and she hadn't seen it for so many years because of the mustard in her heart.

His father is gone, leaving him alone, although he is also seventeen or eighteen, but it is also pitiful, if he can't do it, he will take him to his side, so that he can be regarded as fulfilling his mother's responsibility.

After breakfast, Huang Juan drove to the door of Wang Delin's house, went upstairs, knocked on the door, and there was no response.

The door was open, Huang Juan pushed the door in, and the room was messy.

All sorts of things were placed in a mess, clothes were thrown on the sofa, and women's underwear.

Huang Juan frowned, and said in her heart, could it be Wang Delin's little wife.

Huang Juan shouted softly twice, Yangyang, Yangyang.

No one spoke. The room was still quiet.

Huang Juan pushed open the door of a bedroom, there was no one inside, the double bed was messy, and there were water stains on the sheets.

Huang Juan felt nauseous, this room must be Wang Delin's little wife, how can this be, after all, Wang Delin has just died, and it has not been a few days, this woman can't bear it like this.

Huang Juan pushed the door open and came out, came to another bedroom, and gently pushed the door open.

A man and a woman hugged each other on the bed, apparently not yet awake.

The man's red hair was very eye-catching, and a dragon was tattooed on his right arm.

The immaturity on his face has not receded, it is his son Yangyang.

Huang Juan's heart was sour, after all, it was her own child.

Although I hated this child who should not have come to the world countless times in the past, it has all passed, and with the death of Wang Delin, everything has passed.

Huang Juan didn't know who the woman next to her son was, could it be his girlfriend.

Eighteen years old, some too early. Huang Juan sighed. I went back to the living room and sat quietly waiting.

The smell in the room was very unpleasant, it was the smell left after the fierce clouds and rain, Huang Juan opened the window, and a cold and sweet smell poured in, Huang Juan's heart was much more comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, there was finally movement in the room, Yang Sunshine got up to pee on his ass, and when he passed by the living room, he saw Huang Juan sitting there.

Yang Yang screamed and ran back to the room, put on his clothes, and forgot to go to the bathroom.

Yang Yang walked out of the bedroom, looked at Huang Juan coldly, and said, what are you doing here, watching jokes.

Huang Juan's originally soft heart suddenly tensed, scolding, look at your virtue, just like your dead father, you don't know how to be motivated, you learned to play with women at a young age.

Yang Yang smiled, and the woman in the room walked out, one of the shoulder straps of her pajamas fell on her arm, and most of her breasts were exposed.

The girl raised her head and asked Yangyang, who is this girl, so dragged, looking at it is fucking annoying, let him go.

Smack, a mouth hit the woman's face, Yang Yang scolded, grass and mud horse, that's my mother, hurry up, don't let me see you.

The woman covered her face and said, "Cao Nima, you dare to beat me, see that I don't abolish you."

Yang Yang said,, just you, all day long, you know what else you will do when you sleep with others.

The woman put on her clothes and walked out angrily, and scolded before leaving, Malegobi, you wait, my aunt and grandmother must let you know what's going on.

Huang Juan was a little moved, because her son beat the woman who scolded her.

Yangyang was a little uncomfortable under Huang Juan's gaze, and looked a little cramped and uneasy, and said, can you stop looking at me and leave quickly.

Huang Juan said, your father is dead, you can come with me.

Yangyang laughed and said, what, are you here to play the role of a savior, do you think I will forgive you.

Huang Juan was stunned for a moment and said, forgive, I have something I need your forgiveness.

Yang Yang skillfully lit a cigarette and said, don't you feel guilty, if you hadn't left me and my father, would this family have come to this point today.

Huang Juan said, fart, you don't have the fucking right to accuse me like that.

If it weren't for your dad's bastard, maybe I would have lived happily ever after, because he made me suffer so much for the rest of my life.

Yang Yang said, you know what bullshit Wang Mo thinks, why did you never think about my father, you know how much he loves you.

Huang Juan was stunned for a moment, does Wang Delin love herself, how can she never feel it.

Yang Yang said, since you are already married to my father, why are you always thinking about another man in your heart, is this fair to him. Don't you think that's a betrayal as well.

Huang Juan was a little stupid, he really never thought about this matter.

Yang Yang said, if you follow your father with a solid heart, our family may be a complete and happy family, but you don't do it, so the culprit is you, and you are the one who makes everyone suffer misfortune.

Huang Juan didn't know how to tell the difference, and all the mistakes became her own for a while.

Yang Yang took out a box from the room and threw it on the ground.

It's a big box, and there are a lot of letters in it, all of which have not been sent, and the names on it are all Huang Juan.

From the time they divorced, until Wang Delin died a few days ago.

Wang Delin was communicating with Huang Juan in another way, but Huang Juan didn't know.

Yangyang said that these letters were found in his father's office, and no one knew about them before.

Huang Juan was silent, she didn't know what to say, some things may not be wrong from her own point of view, but if she changes her perspective, she is really unforgivable.

Huang Juan hugged the box and cried, only to know that Wang Delin loved her no less than Wang Mo, and perhaps loved herself more than Wang Mo. But why didn't I feel the slightest feeling, and now I know that it's late, it's too late, it's too late, and it's over.

Huang Juan's tears kept flowing, and at this time, she felt a warm embrace surrounding her little by little, and a strong arm made her feel very down-to-earth.