Yu Qingling rolled her eyes, "Yes, I'm addicted to acting, anyway, in your eyes, what I do is wrong!" ”

What Zheng Wenyu hates most is that Yu Qingling always faces himself with this indifferent attitude, and this uncontrollable feeling makes him a little crazy.

"Yu Qingling, you'd better tell me the truth, what's going on with you!"

Yu Qingling smiled angrily, "What does this have to do with you? After all, it is all my own sin, and I bear it myself! ”

After speaking, she walked straight past Zheng Wenyu, without mercy!

Zheng Wenyu was furious, "You make it clear!" With that, he chased after him, but was unexpectedly rejected by Yu Qingling.

Zhang's mother couldn't help but be embarrassed when she witnessed everything that happened, and the entire city A said that their husband was extremely smart, had a superior IQ, and galloped into the business world at a young age. But how can it be so stupid and outrageous in this kind of thing, Madame has already said it so clearly, he still hasn't understood it yet!

"She shouldn't have been let out!" Zheng Wenyu was angry and helpless at the closed door.

Zhang's mother comforted on the side, "Sir, don't be too anxious, I have taken care of my wife for three years, and I will take her like my own daughter, do you want me to go in and ask?" ”

Zheng Wenyu couldn't, so he had to nod and leave.

Yu Qingling's room still maintains its original appearance, and those bells and whistles are still placed on the handmade shelves, and it is difficult for Zheng Wenyu's simple taste to tolerate her various small decorations.

"Madame, would you like to drink some porridge?" Zhang's mother knocked lightly on the door outside.

Yu Qingling retched for a while, and quarreled with Zheng Wenyu again, the nausea was still unabated, and this bowl of porridge was naturally very timely.

"Mom Zhang, you still know me, remember that I love to drink this thick porridge the most." Yu Qingling sat on the bed and ate with relish with a bowl of simple white porridge.

Mother Zhang looked at her with pity and smiled kindly, "Of course, I have also taken care of my wife for so long, and I can still remember this thing." ”

Yu Qingling nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's not like that big pig's trotter, after three years of marriage, I guess I don't even know when my aunt will come!" The more Yu Qingling thought about it, the more angry she became, and she ate another bite of white porridge angrily.

"Sir, he is a man after all, he is not sensitive in this regard, and Madame, don't be too angry, if you have anything to tell me, I will explain it to you and him."

Zhang's mother treated Yu Qingling like her own child, which made Yu Qingling's heart warm.

But she still put down the porridge in her hand and put her hand on Mama Zhang's hand, her eyes full of tenderness, "Mama Zhang, I know that you are for my good, but the two of us have divorced, and some things are impossible." ”

"But..."Zhang's mother still wanted to redeem it, but she saw Yu Qingling smile and shake her head.

"Mom Zhang, you don't have to worry about my affairs with him anymore, let him resign his emotional affairs to fate."

Zhang's mother sighed and had no choice but to give up, and before leaving, she didn't forget to let Yu Qingling drink the porridge while it was hot.

In the next few days, Yu Qingling and Zheng Wenyu looked at each other and hated each other. Although they live under the same roof, they rarely see each other.

It's a pity that every time Yu Qingling wants to take the opportunity to sneak out of the crew, she will be pulled back by Zheng Wenyu.

"Zheng Wenyu, how can you let me go? It's rare that I don't have to go filming today, and you won't let me go out! ”

Today, Jiang Bowen rarely came to the crew, and Yu Qingling apologized to him for the previous dinner. Jiang Boyi didn't care, and proposed compensation for having dinner together tonight.

Unexpectedly, her front foot had not yet walked out of the house, and her back foot was dragged back by Zheng Wenyu.

Zheng Wenyu put away the chopsticks she threw away and said lightly.

"Spend less time with people who aren't nutritious!"

Yu Qingling defended, "I think you're jealous of him!" ”

"Whatever you want."

"Don't look down on people!" Yu Qingling was angry, and laughed angrily again, "Oh, I know, are you jealous, and you will make a private decision for life after I go out to meet him, tsk, Zheng Wenyu, I didn't see that you still have this face!" ”

"I advise you not to have those impossible dreams anymore, and don't let you go out simply because you are still in the name of my Zheng Wenyu's wife, I don't want to be embarrassed on the hot search tomorrow!" Zheng Wenyu snorted coldly, as if what he said was true.

Yu Qingling suddenly got up, and coldly stepped forward and grabbed his tie.

"If you don't say that I forgot, may I ask Mr. Zheng when are you going to submit the divorce agreement to the court?"

Yu Qingling wore a red suspender dress, which made your skin cleaner. The slightly provoked beautiful eyes contain a pool of moving spring water, and the fragrant red lips are close at hand.

Everything seems so plausible and beautiful.

Why didn't you find Yu Qingling so good-looking before?

Zheng Wenyu sniffed the faint aroma on her body and couldn't help but think about it.

It's a pity that Yu Qingling has never been an atmosphere maker, what she is best at is destroying the atmosphere.

The originally ambiguous air was said by her, "If it really doesn't work, you can call me the divorce money first!" You're not short of that money anyway. "Scattered in an instant, there is nowhere to hide.

Zheng Wenyu immediately woke up from the hazy state just now, but the aroma around him still made him a little intoxicated.

"You're in such a hurry to divorce me?" The sentence that he asked casually surprised Zheng Wenyu, why did he ask like this.

"I married you for money, and divorced for money, and it has nothing to do with you!" Yu Qingling mischievously stretched out an index finger and shook it, and then lightly tapped his lips.

I don't know which word touched Zheng Wenyu's switch in this sentence, and Yu Qingling, who still had the home advantage in between, was instantly imprisoned in front of Zheng Wenyu and looked at her condescendingly.

Bo Liang's voice was slightly hoarse, and he asked in a low voice, "Then did you go to call Jiang Game for money?" ”

Yu Qingling was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, she was robbed of her right to speak by an aggressive kiss.

Yu Qingling wanted to hit him, but his wrist was imprisoned by him with one hand on the wall above his head. And his other hand groped around Yu Qingling's waist, all the way down.

Yu Qingling struggled, shouting frantically in her heart that it was okay.

"You provoked me!" Zheng Wenyu gasped in her ear, and her hoarse voice was very beautiful.

Yu Qingling regretted that she had recklessly teased him, and she wanted to tease him, but she didn't expect to catch fire.

"No, my relatives are still there!" Yu Qingling's opening is a familiar routine.

Zheng Wenyu chuckled, "Mother Zhang said that the day your relatives visit you is the end of every month, and now it is only the twentieth." ”