"You are a fucking liar, a complete liar. No wonder you divorced me so simply and neatly. You are so heartless. I hate you. I hate you so much!"

Chen Jinhong cursed and cried, rushed to Yang Yongzhi, raised her hands to twist, hit, and beat him.

Yang Yongzhi froze in place like a wooden stake, letting the woman's fists hit him like raindrops.

He couldn't feel the pain in his body, because when a person's heart hurts, all other pains would not be so obvious.

Chen Jinhong was tired of being beaten and scolded, and then she grabbed the clothes on Yang Yongzhi's chest with both hands and burst into tears.

His body gradually collapsed, and he knelt at Yang Yongzhi's feet, grabbing his trousers, crying until his whole body was shaking and twitching.

"When you were ten years old, I sent you to my home to learn carpentry from your father."

"We lived and ate together when we were little. My father taught you your carpentry skills."

"The food you eat every day is cooked by my mother."

"Your clothes for the four seasons are all provided by my family for you."

"It's been almost ten years, right? You have always been so good to me. When I was a child, you protected me from everything. You let me go no matter how I bullied you. You never got angry with me or took things seriously with me."

"Why? Why are you doing this to me now?"

Chen Jinhong raised her tearful eyes and looked at Yang Yongzhi, who looked troubled in front of him.

She thought she knew him, knew his every move and every emotion.

If in the past, she had cried like this and fell to the ground, he would have lowered himself down and comforted her, and then slapped his own face to apologize to her.

But at this moment, what she saw in his eyes was confusion.

In addition to being entangled, it is still entangled.

"Yongzhi, do you really want to be so heartless?" Chen Jinhong looked at him pitifully and asked every word.

"What did you tell me when we got married? And how did you promise my parents?"

Hearing this, Yang Yongzhi's brows knitted together even more tightly. The scenes from that time were still vivid in his mind.

"I said that I will be good to you all my life. As long as I, Yang Yongzhi, have something to eat, I will not let you, Chen Jinhong, go hungry!" Yang Yongzhi said solemnly.

Chen Jinhong got up and raised her hands to wipe away her tears.

"Fortunately, you still remember what you said back then. So tell me, now...what are you going to do? How are you going to deal with me?" she asked.

Yang Yongzhi looked at Chen Jinhong in front of him with a look of regret.

"Jin Hong, now and then, when I said those words, we were fine."

"I divorced you later. The inside story...you know it yourself. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"In the past few months, I haven't dared to think about it, you know?"

"Just thinking about you on the second floor of the teahouse with that..." Yang Yongzhi gritted his teeth and trembled all over. He really couldn't speak anymore.

"I've divorced you. It's written in black and white. Our fate is over. Don't force me." Yang Yongzhi finally sighed and said.

"No, I don't recognize it. Then I don't recognize the divorce letter!" Chen Jinhong shook his head crazily.

An inexplicable panic really struck her heart at this moment.

"You are mine. You said that in this life, I, Chen Jinhong, am the only one who doesn't want you. There is absolutely no one like you, Yang Yongzhi, who doesn't want me!"

"Yongzhi, you can't marry that little vixen Zhao Liu'er. I am your first wife and Hong'er's mother!"

"That bad woman will torture our Hong'er to death when she comes in and becomes a stepmother. You have to believe me, only I, Chen Jinhong, will be really good to you!"

Chen Jinhong looked like she was crazy, grabbed Yang Yongzhi's clothes and said urgently.

Seeing Chen Jinhong's hysterical look, Yang Yongzhi was as big as an ox.

"Don't mention the past things again," he said.

"We don't have to smooth over things between us now. We are both right and wrong, so we don't have to worry about it anymore."

"You are Hong'er's mother, my own mother. This matter is a matter of certainty,"

"No matter who I marry, Hong'er is my son, and I will treat him well." Yang Yongzhi said solemnly.

Chen Jinhong looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked again: "Okay, even if what you said is true, we don't care who is right or wrong, and we don't care about Hong'er either."

"I'm going to ask you now, I, Chen Jinhong, your first wife, what are you going to do to me?" she asked.

Yang Yongzhi looked at Chen Jinhong with a complicated expression, and there was something struggling in his eyes.

Chen Jinhong also raised his head and looked at Yang Yongzhi, expecting, and secretly feeling lucky in his heart.

"Yongzhi..."

"Jin Hong!" After a long time, Yang Yongjin finally spoke out.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

In fact, he knew in his heart what she was thinking, what she expected, and what she was lucky about.

After nearly ten years of getting along day and night, almost two years of being a couple, sleeping together, he understands her better than she does.

"Jin Hong, I'm sorry, today is my wedding. If you want, you can come with me for a wedding drink." He said solemnly.

These words, like a thunderbolt, exploded on Chen Jinhong's head.

Her fingers holding his collar were trembling, her knuckles were protruding, and she was pale.

Her eyes widened, her pupils filled with disbelief.

"Yang Yongzhi, what did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"

"I, I, Chen Jinhong, have come to beg you in such a low voice. Please give me one last chance."

"You're like this, are you worthy of Hong'er? Are you worthy of my parents who are so miserable?"

"A man does not keep his word, you, you are not a man!"

Chen Jinhong criticized Yang Yongzhi one after another.

Yang Yongzhi's face was filled with pain and confusion, and he stood there without making any excuses.

A figure appeared at the door of the house, it was Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was really impatient and couldn't help but run back to interject a few words.

"I said Chen Jinhong, do you still have the nerve to say these things?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"What did my third brother do to you back then? It was like tearing out your heart and lungs."

"And how did you treat my third brother? How did you seduce my second brother?"

"We all know that you can't deceive anyone by singing this sad drama!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"That man who was fooling around with you in Qiu Po ​​Teahouse, we all caught him in bed."

"It's you, Chen Jinhong, who doesn't cherish your good life and my third brother."

"You are still talking about these things now? Do you dare to tell my third brother, how have you been able to eat and drink during this period of time?" Yang Ruoqing said loudly.

When Chen Jinhong heard what Yang Ruoqing said, his eyes flashed, and he obviously felt guilty.

But she still stiffened her neck and said bravely: "What can I rely on? I am honest and responsible..."

"Are you doing your duty honestly? Bah!" Yang Ruoqing imitated Tan's example and spat directly.
Chapter completed!