On the day of the divorce, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Song Qingyou wrapped in a cherry red brocade cheongsam. She was white and beautiful. This brilliant red and the paleness of the long -term illness, which made the person more bright.

Almost she got out of the car, and her eyes were attracted.

Fu Ting was standing at the door and his expression was indifferent. At this moment, Song Qinggou was poisonous than the snake scorpion in his eyes.

The divorce procedures are quickly handled. From the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Qinggou took the small book carefully and carefully looked at the meeting.

Fu Ting deeply sneered: "Regret it? Also, where can you go, where can you go, I am afraid the Song family will not wait to see you this daughter."

Song Qingyou's clear and translucent eyes gently lifted, and the corners of his lips rose slightly: "Give you a divorce gift."

Fu Tingshen thought she wanted to play any tricks, and frowned, but froze suddenly when she saw Song Qingyou's things.

That's a very thin needle.

"Lin Yan should thank me, if I hadn't helped her to break all your sets, how could she pay for it?"

Song Qingyou laughed. This was the first time that Fu Tingshen had seen her smile so freely for three years.

However, this smile stabbed his eyes deeply.

Although Fu Tingshen did not go home every night in the past three years, and even deliberately loved Lin Yan in front of her, she never thought of divorcing her because the power of the Song family was there.

Then, then

But when he was pregnant, he felt that he hadn't given her a loss to her for so many years. How could he be willing to let her give birth to herself, and now that Song Fu's stock price is stable, he thinks that he decides to divorce.

Unexpectedly, all this turned out to be a bureau.

The game set by Song Qinggou.

Thinking of what she said last night, Fu Tingshen even suspected that her purpose was to force herself to divorce three years ago.

Song Qingyou bent down and squeezed a green leaf falling in the corner of the clothes. She was thin and she was thin.

Fu Tingshen suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at the red marks like a bite -like bite -like bite, and took a short breath, almost gritting his teeth to choke her neck: "Who made it!"

Song Qingyou frowned, her neck was held by people, and her breathing was not smooth. She kicked her legs to the man's deadly position. Fu Ting was deeply affected by the pain and staring at her eyes. She was still fierce.

Song Qing's grapefront teeth are slightly grinding, and some displeased: "We have divorced."

Fu Tingshen: "Is it Fu Wenzhou!"

Song Qingyou coldly face: "Is it related to you?"

Fu Ting was so angry that his teeth trembled: "Okay, you and Fu Wenzhou have given me a set. Do you think I will easily let you go? When I was in the wedding, I felt that this kid was wrong.

It's in the middle! Song Qingyou, I'm derailed, where are you better than me? If it wasn't for you, I would have been married to Lao!

Song Qingzhu raised his eyes: "Three years ago, the capital chain of Fujia was broken, but it was not irreversible. If you and Lin Yan are true love, why should you ask me? In the past three years, you have a lot of opportunities to follow me with me.

Divorce, but you do n’t have. Obviously you are selfish and reluctant to be reluctant to have the power of the Song family, and you want to hold a beautiful woman, Fu Ting Shen, the cheap thing in the world, do you want to occupy? "

After speaking, Song Qinggou turned and walked into the car: "Uncle Chang, drive."

She was tired, but her spirit was jumping. For three years, she finally got rid of the Fu family.

Song Chang asked curiously: "Miss, why did Fu Tingshen suddenly take the initiative to divorce?"

Song Qingyou's lips slightly bent: "Lin Xuan is pregnant."

"What?!" Song Chang heard that he was so angry: "Even if Fu Ting Shen carried your lover with your lover, now he was pregnant, he ..."

"I got it." Song Qingyou interrupted him and said calmly: "Only when Lin Yan is pregnant, the Fu family will choose one that is most conducive to them under the trade -offs of both phases."

When Mr. Fu died, the will stated that if the Fu family had it, it would inherit an additional inheritance. Lin Xi's belly was not angry, then she could only help her in the middle.

According to Fu Changlin and Qin You's greedy and short -sighted temperament, they will definitely advocate in front of Fu Ting Shen to let him divorce himself.

Song Chang followed Song Qingyou for more than 20 years, and almost immediately understood the twists and turns. He nodded and thought of Fu Wenzhou again: "Isn't it that Xiao Fu has to inherit one less?"

Song Qingyou raised his eyebrows: "Are you uncle of Fu Wenzhou or my uncle?"

Song Chang said: "I'm not afraid that Xiao Fu knows it and make trouble with you."

Song Qingyou turned slightly, and the corners of his lips were hooked. I wonder who said: "Puppy's temper."

Song Chang didn't hear it clearly: "What do the lady say?"

"Nothing." Song Qingyou said: "You can help me run another trip to Fu's house and hold the porridge over."

When I arrived at the Fu family, Song Chang got out of the car: "Don't the lady go in?"

"No, look at them annoying." Song Qingyou returned, and at the end, he explained another sentence: "Don't move with them, not worth it."

As soon as Song Chang entered Fu's door, he found that Fu's maids thrown all Song Qingyou's things in the yard, and saw several Song Qingyou's favorite silk scarves fell to the ground to soil.

But think of what Song Qingyou told just now, and endured it.

Pack the messy things on the ground, and then entered the house and hugged the porridge in the cage. He took a sip of water on the ground, and Song Chang walked out of the Fu family.

Song Qingyou took the porridge from Song Chang's hands, rubbed it on its furry head, the cat arched into her arms, and screamed like it.

Song Qingyou laughed: "As sticking as your master."

Now she just moved out of the Fu family, and she trusted people to sell from the real estate divided from Fu Ting's hands. She would not find a foothold for a while, so she lived in the apartment she purchased before her marriage.

In the past few years, she spent most of the time in the apartment, so things are complete, and she can stay in the bag.

The room was painted with a piece of dark paint.

After a day of tiredness today, Song Qingyou was lying on the bed after taking a bath and feeding the cat. After his body was caught in a soft mattress, he slowly closed his eyes.

This consciousness did not sleep well. I wonder if she had been sleeping coldly because of blowing the wind during the day. Her thin body curled into a ball and shrunk in the quilt.

There was something in the confused, and Song Qingyou faintly felt like someone grabbed her waist and hugged her over.

The back is like a stove, which is very warm and comfortable. Song Qinggou, who originally wanted to struggle, gave up the resistance.

The source of the flame seemed to be an uncomfortable beast, and the palm of his palms was uneasy, and the finely crushed kisses spread along the back of the back.

Song Qingyou's body was hot, and the headache was terrible. The pain from her waist dragged her out of her dream. She shrank her neck and grunted: "Porridge porridge, don't make trouble."

There was a groaning in the ear. Song Qingyou felt the power on the waist disappeared. He thought it was the porridge gone. Before he breathed a breath, the earlobe was held.

Song Qingyou's body trembled unconsciously, it was her sensitive point, only Fu Wenzhou knew.
Chapter completed!