But the woman had already seen Zhao Xiaotang's methods, and at this time, she was so frightened that Pear Blossom crawled to Zhao Jiajun's side with rain

"Jiajun, Jiajun save me...... Jiajun ......, "She just wants to make a show today, and she survived the original match, she is the only one among many sisters, how can she not come to enjoy the results, but she didn't expect that the soft persimmon-like daughter in Zhao Jiajun's mouth would be so cruel."

Zhao Xiaotang sneered, and slapped the woman a few times in front of Zhao Jiajun.

The cool breeze gently lifted Zhao Xiaotang's hair, she slowly stood up, raised her face, and a touch of coolness dripped on her face.

It's finally raining, Mom, are you happy?

Zhao Jiajun's blood-red eyes, vicious cursing, and the woman's whining cry, all of this was full of hatred, and he wanted to tear her apart and pull out her tendons.

Zhao Xiaotang ignored these completely, put a gentle smile on his face again, and looked at everyone, as if someone else had just beaten someone to death.

"It's raining, the funeral is over, please go back."

Zhao Xiaotang stood alone by the tomb, watching the ashes be buried and the tomb sealed.

The rain soaked her clothes and clung to her body coldly, the rain slid down her cheeks, blurring her vision, and she gently stroked the tombstone, the wind passing through the forest, as if someone was whispering.

A figure holding a black umbrella, from far to near, dressed in a silver-gray suit, with a white flower on his chest, An Qimin was late.

Looking at the empty cemetery, An Qimin looked at Zhao Xiaotang, who was sitting in front of the tombstone in a wet manner, frowning slightly.

"It's over so soon?"

Zhao Xiaotang glanced at the other party's suit and leather shoes, and hooked the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, yes, how could a son-in-law wear a filial piety dress that even her husband didn't wear.

"Delay you for a few minutes, I have something to tell you." Zhao Xiaotang leaned on the tombstone weakly and bonelessly, looking at each other directly, his voice was soft and soft, as if the wind blew away,

"To make a long story short, I don't have much time to delay here." An Qimin looked at her condescendingly, letting Zhao Xiaotang get drenched in the rain.

The rain was heavier, and the rain dripped down Zhao Xiaotang's eyelashes, like tears, she turned her head to look at the photo of Hu Rong'er on the tombstone, her fingers slid lightly, and she was waiting for An Qimin to speak impatiently and wanted to leave.

"I want a divorce!" , not the temptation of our divorce, not the confiding of I want to divorce, this sentence contains Zhao Xiaotang's unprecedented firmness.

"What are you talking about?" An Qimin sneered, he never thought that it was Zhao Xiaotang who filed for divorce first, is this possible? "What are you playing with my mom again? Want to get away with it? Do you want to have a child? ”

Zhao Xiaotang stood up with the tombstone, her clothes were drenched, and she stood in front of An Qimin under the umbrella, looking extremely embarrassed.

"I'm serious, if you have time now, we can go through the formalities right away." Her prejudice in An Qimin's heart has long been too deep, and explaining it is just a waste of time.

An Qimin squinted her eyes and looked at Zhao Xiaotang with a dead face, her back was still straight, but it was very different from the soft persimmon-like her before.

"What exactly do you want?"

"I just want a divorce." She speaks clearly and is very firm.

The cold wind blew, and Zhao Xiaotang couldn't help but shudder, and there was a brief silence between the two.

"This time tomorrow, go through the formalities."

An Qimin glanced at Zhao Xiaotang deeply, he wanted to see what she wanted to toss, so he held the umbrella and turned around and left without looking back, not far from the rain and fog, it was the driver waiting for him.

Zhao Xiaotang laughed self-deprecatingly, it seemed that even if the funeral was not over, An Qimin did not plan to stay for long.

Zhao Xiaotang walked down the mountain in the rain like a walking corpse, her ankle was numb from pain, her foot would not be wasted, she thought whimsically.

took a taxi, fortunately, the phone was not wet in the bag, as soon as I opened it, messages and calls came one after another, and one-third of the information came from Zou Chen.

She roughly flipped through it, Zou Chen sent her a screen recording, it was a niche review sharing website, the user name was "Qiqi's Little Nest" A few years ago, a review related to "Bird in the Air", no likes or comments, only more than 100 views, but this reader's love for "Bird in the Air" is difficult to hide between the lines, and thousands of words of praise are sprinkled.

It didn't seem that there was any problem, Zhao Xiaotang slid down, and when she saw a screenshot, her pupils constricted, and Xia Zhiqing's Douban name was "Qiqi's Little Nest".

If Xia Zhiqing hadn't posted on Weibo that day and pretended to be innocent, these evidences would not be tenable, what if she commented on watching "Bird in the Air", does it mean that she plagiarized?

But in order to provoke the emotions of fans, she ridiculed Zhao Xiaotang, a small transparent porcelain, and deliberately said that she had not heard of "Bird in the Air", which was a slap in the face.

In this dark and painful few days, something finally got better, in an instant, Zhao Xiaotang felt unusually wronged, she didn't cry at the funeral, she didn't cry when she filed for divorce, but at this time, the tears slipped down unconsciously, and she couldn't wait to pour out all the pain of these days.

Zhao Xiaotang hurriedly called Zou Chen, and the tone of the other party was not very good when he connected.

However, Zhao Xiaotang can understand, who is not angry after being hung for a few days?

"I'm sorry, lawyer Zou, my mother passed away, and I have dealt with some trivial matters in the past few days." Zhao Xiaotang hurriedly apologized.

Zou Chen wanted to make Zhao Xiaotang ugly, there were already a lot of things in the firm, he didn't sleep for a few days to help her deal with the case, but he couldn't even contact anyone, and before he could have a seizure, he was put out by the other party's sincere apology.

Listen carefully, Zhao Xiaotang's voice on the phone could not hide his crying.

Zou Chen was silent for a moment, and for a while he felt some pity for the other party, encountered cyberbullying, and his mother died again......

"Please mourn!"

Zhao Xiaotang sniffed and wiped a handful of tears.

"It's okay, what's going on with Xia Zhiqing's trumpet, is that user sure it's her?"

"If it is released directly, it will definitely not be explained, after all, she can shirk and say that it is the same name, but I spent a sum of money to contact the administrator of that website and found out the IP information of "Qiqi's nest", which is authorized by her Douban number to log in, unless she dares to say that the Douban number is not hers. ”

Zhao Xiaotang still had tears in her eyes, her clothes were wet and sticky to her body, but she was very happy in her heart at this time.

"She didn't dare." Xia Zhiqing will promote each comic on his Douban after it is put on the shelves, and there are many fans.