Xiao Yezi looked at the man whose face was blackened by her few words, but her heart was extremely happy.

Ten years have passed, a whole ten years, and there is also time for her to take revenge on Xiang Ang.

"No what?" Xiao Yezi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xiang Ang twisted his eyebrows, and his lips pursed almost into a line.

"Xiang Ang, nothing, what do you say?" Xiao Yezi looked at Xiang Ang defiantly.

Xiang Ang's face was gloomy again.

After a few seconds, he spoke.

"No...... Wrong. ”

Two words, quite a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Not bad?

Not bad!!

What a good one, not bad!

Xiao Yezi's eyes widened.

"That's good." Xiao Yezi looked at Xiang Ang and sneered directly, "Before today next month, I will definitely send my wedding invitation to your Xiang Gong's hands, wait." ”

After speaking, Xiao Yezi shook his head and strode forward.

Originally, she wanted to deliberately anger Xiang Ang, but as a result, she herself was smoked by Xiang Ang's angry head.

"Leaves!"

Xiang Ang saw that Ye Zi was about to leave without looking back, and hurriedly reached out to hold her hand, Xiao Yezi turned around and continued to glare at him, and he changed holding her hand to holding her luggage.

As long as Xiao Yezi is willing, let alone a month, it is not a problem to marry himself within a week.

Xiang Ang was a little confused whether Xiao Yezi's temper was angry with him, or whether he was stimulated by him, and he was really ready to do this.

"A month is a bit too fast, I suggest you get to know this person for a while before you consider marrying him." Xiang Ang suggested very seriously, "At least about half a year, half a year is good." ”

Xiang Ang thought that as long as things went well, he would definitely be able to come back within two months.

"No need, you see, I've known you for a short time, and I've been married for half a year, but in fact, I don't know much about you, maybe I close my eyes, find someone younger than you, more handsome than you, and richer than you.

Xiao Yezi sneered, "What about you, as an ex-husband, don't worry about me, just wait for me to send you a wedding invitation, and then you can come and see if I am more beautiful than when I married you last time." ”

After speaking, Xiao Yezi took the suitcase from Xiang Ang's hand, this time he really ignored Xiang Ang, and soon walked into the crowd and disappeared from Xiang Ang's sight.

Xiang Ang stood more than 100 meters away from the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, alone, and stood in a daze for a long time, until Qiao Jingping stopped in front of him on a bicycle and called him several times Xiang Gong before he came back to his senses.

"Xiang Gong, the director said that you came to divorce Sister Ye Zi this morning, and asked me to ride a bicycle to pick you up and take you back to the unit, I came over there just now and saw Sister Ye Zi carrying a suitcase, you and Sister Ye Zi are really divorced?"

Qiao Jingping looked at Xiang Ang in front of him and asked, "Is Sister Ye very sad?" She must hate you in her heart now, our small place, it won't take long for the news to spread, or in a few days, everyone who knows you should know that you and Sister Ye Zi are divorced. ”

What Qiao Jingping said, Xiang Ang knows and knows how many gossip a woman has to carry when she is divorced in this small place.

But compared to these innocuous gossip, some things are more terrifying.

"Let's go." After Xiang Ang took the briefcase and got into the bicycle car, it was time to leave in the afternoon, and his luggage had already been placed in the unit.