Chapter 9: Expelled from the Wealthy 2

"You still dare to call him? shameless...... Get out...... Get out, get out of ......"

Qiao Mai's gaze turned to Jiang's father, Jiang Heng, who was out in a meeting on the day of the incident. Qiao Mai still held the last trace of extravagant hope, and begged: "Dad, you are my dad's old friend, you have watched me grow up since I was a child, please give me a chance to explain......"

Jiang Heng's face was pale, and he just coughed dryly.

"Wheat, you kid, I really don't believe you'd do such a thing......"

Mother Jiang interrupted him sharply: "Lao Jiang, don't listen to her rhetoric, she is full of lies, Tian is shameless, and she has harmed our son...... Get out of ......" she rushed over and shoved the wheat, "Get out of ......"

Qiao Mai couldn't resist it, one foot was about to withdraw, but a big hand held the door, and he laughed heartily: "Why should uncle and aunt be angry?"

The room full of people looked at the man who was following him.

With a wave of his hand, he inadvertently grabbed Qiao Mai's shoulder, his form was extremely intimate, and it was obvious that he was in the posture of a flower messenger. Under the eyes of a pair of people who want to eat people, he broke the deadlock nonchalantly: "Uncle, aunt, I have specially come to confess to you on behalf of Wheat." Actually, why should you be angry? It's a big deal to divorce right away, why don't you worry about not being able to marry a better wife? I'm sorry for wheat, and I can only say that I couldn't help but make a mistake that all men in the world make. Wheat and I fell in love five years ago, but by accident, we have been separated for a long time, and this time we ...... Alas...... I don't know how to make amends to you...... So, I'm ready to take responsibility for wheat...... You can inform the lawyer that the wheat will not ask for your Jiang family for a dime, she will leave in style, and after that, I will naturally be responsible for her qiē......"

"Shut up.................."

"Mrs. Jiang, why are you angry? What do you have to lose? As soon as you get divorced, Mai has nothing to do with your family, why are you angry with yourself for her?"

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.

She hissed and screamed, "Get out...... You dogs and men, get out of here...... Roll ...... Of course we won't give a dime to this slut...... Roll ......"

The door slammed shut, almost flattening the tip of Joew's nose.

The big hands that hugged her affectionately had been let go, and her voice had a criminal tenderness, and a burning breath was in her ears: "Wheat, don't worry, the divorce papers will come down soon, and they won't give you a dime!!"

He laughed arrogantly.

Qiao Mai didn't even have time to twist him, he had already strode away.

It was a long green promenade lined with French plane trees that shaded the sky. She walked for a while, but she felt weak, and the sky above her was obscured.

She barely leaned against a plane tree, looked down at the large yellow leaves at her feet, heh, in the blink of an eye, autumn is coming, a wind and rain, the leaves of the plane tree will soon fall off.

Someone honked the horn behind her, and she didn't look back until the car slowly stopped beside her. She looked up blankly and saw a haggard face with the windows rolled down. After not seeing him for a few days, Jiang and his party had a scruffy beard, deep-set eyes, and the smell of alcohol all over his body. The former urbane man has become sloppy, and she is the culprit.

She opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't.