"Sister, don't say it, you can hear it inside." Deng Yi was anxious, and he didn't care about Qiao Hui, so he hurriedly rushed into the master bedroom, for fear that Wen Ning would be the same as last time, and he wouldn't want to jump off the building.

Who knew that pushing open the door, Deng Yi was also stunned for a moment.

Wen Ning actually took a shower and changed into a lilac floral dress, wore stockings, brought a pair of jewelry, and wiped powder and lipstick on her face, the whole person was much more beautiful, and she was no longer as haggard as yesterday.

Wen Ning is not a big beauty, but she looks good, and she has a scholarly and demure temperament, giving people the feeling of a famous and talented woman.

Although she is now in her thirties, she is not as young as a little girl, but she still looks good with some powder and makeup, and she has more mature charm.

Deng Yi was a little stupid when he saw it.

Qiao Hui followed behind, pointed at Wen Ning and scolded:

"You vixen, dressed like this, which wild man are you going to seduce?"

"Not a wild man, I'm going to find someone I love. Don't argue, I'll leave today.

Deng Yi, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I have recovered from my illness, and I will not bother you in the future.

As for Xiaobin, I am not a competent mother, I am still young, and I still want to live the life I want with the person I love. I can only be sorry for him, I won't drag you down in the future, you have to take good care of Xiaobin. ”

Wen Ning was quiet and elegant at this time, and even spoke a lot more reasonably.

"Xiao Ning, you, what do you mean?" Deng Yi actually understood, but he couldn't believe it. This is a bit of a big change all of a sudden.

Wen Ning was still nervous before, but now he suddenly dressed up and spoke like this, which made Deng Yi's intuition very bad.

"Deng Yi, we are divorced, you can forget me. Thank you for taking care of me when I was sick before, but now that I'm sick, I'm not fit to stay with you anymore. ”

Wen Ning's suitcases were all packed, and she was rummaging through her gold and silver jewelry, as well as the passbooks in the cabinet, all of which were packed into the box.

Qiao Hui is a shrewd person, as soon as she saw the passbook, she immediately snatched it up:

"Whose passbook owns?"

Deng Yi didn't speak, just looked at Wen Ning.

"Let me ask you, who gets the passbook?" Qiao Hui asked Deng Yi again.

"Sister, don't get involved. You go out first, I have something to ask her. Deng Yi was anxious and yelled at Qiao Hui.

Although Qiao Hui felt sorry for her younger brother, she also knew about this relationship, and outsiders couldn't mix it well, so she could only close the door and quit again.

As for the passbook, she won't put it back, it's obviously Deng Yi's money, and it will be used by Xiaobin in the future, why should Ling let that woman take it.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been talking inside, but Lin Mumu was a little inexplicable, afraid that Wen Ning would suddenly change his mind.

Fortunately, half an hour later, Wen Ning pushed open the door in a chic manner, dragged the suitcase out, and walked out of the house step by step with elegant steps.

Qiao Hui hurriedly went to see Deng Yi, Deng Yi sat by the door in a daze, his eyes glazed and empty.

Qiao Hui originally wanted to scold Deng Yi with a belly, but now she feels sorry for her younger brother again, and she doesn't care whether the ground is dirty or not, so she sits quietly with him.

Lin Mumu and the other juniors have been sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with their mobile phones, embarrassed to go in and disturb, and embarrassed to make a sound.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

In the end, it was Deng Yi who choked up and opened his mouth first: "I should have died a long time ago, but I just can't control myself."

Her heart is not with me, and no matter what I do, it is useless. ”