The north wind blows on the face, and the knife cuts generally.

Facing the domineering Mrs. Song, Qiao An's eyes were half-squinted.

The old lady's unreasonableness she had seen and did not want to entangle with her.

staring at Ye Wanyi, she said coldly: "What kind of injury did he have, what does it have to do with me!?" ”

"Did I hurt him?"

"Ms. Ye, I would like to advise you: Your son and I will divorce at any time, what qualifications do you have to ask an ex-wife to care about her ex-husband?"

"If I were you, instead of running here to mess around, it would be better to use these noisy times to make some tonic soup and take good care of my son!"

She was never a sheep to be slaughtered.

In front of the morning just now, she didn't scold Ye Wanyi.

Now that I've entered the classroom early, I have nothing to worry about.

When she was in the Song family's old mansion before, Qiao An scolded Ye Wanyi once, and the old lady was so angry that she couldn't answer.

This time, the old lady kept her mouth open for a long time, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

screamed at the top of his voice: "Qiao An, do you still have a mother-in-law like me in your eyes, are you talking to your elders like this!" ”

"The upbringing of the Qiao family is really impressive!"

Jo Ann took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, her eyes becoming sharp and serious.

"Mrs. Song, do you want me to divorce your son?"

"If you want Shen Tao to enter the door, stay away from me, maybe one day I won't get a divorce, dominate Mrs. Song's position, and kill the pair of dogs, men, and women!"

Looking at Ye Wanyi's pale face, she was very satisfied.

Pull open the door and sit in, start the car and leave.

Ye Wanyi stood in place and stomped her feet again and again: "The family is unlucky!" ”

Then he took out a small voice recorder from his bag and walked towards Song's car.

"Take me to Nancheng Hospital!"

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In the new design room, Joan is receiving customers.

The other party is a grandmother in her sixties, because she never took wedding photos when she was young, her wife felt indebted to her, and deliberately ran to the design room, hoping to fulfill this regret.

After the age of sixties, they can still be so affectionate, and the kind of emotional blend revealed when the two of them spoke made Qiao An very envious.

Once, she also thought about holding hands with Song Yichen and walking to the gray hair.

Now I know: love is a thing, nine times out of ten.

It's not about giving sincerity and being rewarded.

According to the meaning of the second elder, in line with the principle of saving money, they quickly gave satisfactory results.

The two said thank you and praised Joan.

When leaving, Joan sent them to the door of the design office.

Watch them go away.

The envy in the eyes can be seen by anyone.

"So envious of them?"

Gu Mengyan was dressed in a formal suit, smiling, and stood a few meters away from her.

When he looked at her, his eyes were gentle.

Qiao An smiled politely: "Senior......"

"Why are you here?"

Gu Mengyan took a few steps closer and stopped beside her: "I passed by here, thinking that you were here, come and take a look." ”

"I heard that your design office also accepts interior design, so it's better to ...... Can you help me with this design? ”

"Of course, I'll pay you."

Through the glass lenses, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

She also likes Song Yichen......

If so, how can you use such a detached word as "you"!

After listening to his intention, Qiao An led him into the door with a smile: "Of course you can!" ”

"Since the senior speaks, I will do my best!"

Gu Mengyan nodded, raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's still early, come with me to see the house?" ”

Joan agreed: "Good! ”