Ling Wenhao probably wanted to run towards his fiancée too much, and was about to catch her with open arms. Maybe he thought that the place was not right, and he was afraid of affecting Jiang Peiqin's reputation, so he stopped his movements: "Run slowly, be careful not to fall. .”

  Xin Yan watched from behind. Jiang Peiqin, who was usually deserted, turned out to have such a warm side when facing the person she loved.

  Jiang Peiqin ran up to Ling Wenhao, and said coquettishly, "Didn't you say you won't come back until the end of the year?"

  Ling Wenhao's eyes were full of tenderness, he stretched out his hand and brushed her broken hair behind her ears, and said in a low voice, "I miss you, so I will work overtime to finish my work and come back early."

  Although he lowered his voice, Xinyan, who was some distance away, still heard it. She didn't want to disturb the two of them, so she said, "Peiqin, I have something else to do. Let's go first."

   After finishing speaking, he nodded to Ling Wenhao with a smile, as a greeting.

   After returning to the small courtyard, Xinyan put down her things and rode a motorcycle to the shop.

  When she arrived, she happened to see Song Zhanming getting angry and holding a knife in his hand: "Li Gaiyun, what do you want, we are already divorced, and you brought it up.

  It’s not counting that you instigated my family to mess up Suhua and I’s wedding, but you’re here to make trouble with me again today, okay, since you won’t give me a way out, then let’s not die together.

  He was about to slash at the person he was dragging with a knife. Li Gaiyun was so frightened that he shouted: "No, please, I won't make trouble again. Don't be impulsive."

  Xinyan saw Qi Baocheng and Ling Tianze in the crowd, and gave them a wink. They all stepped forward, one elder brother who restrained Li Gaiyun, and the other persuaded, and took the knife from Song Zhanming's hand.

Li Gaiyun made troubles again and again, and Song Zhanming's little affection for her had been exhausted: "Li Gaiyun, listen to me, you were the one who proposed the divorce back then, and I've run out of good things to say, but you still refuse and go.

The reason why I put up with your visits to find trouble a few times is because I don't want to be as knowledgeable as you. After all, you did not have a good life when you married me, but you chose the path yourself, and I am not made of mud. Next time we will Let's die together, don't take my patience as your shameless capital again and again, I, Song Zhanming, don't owe you anything, get out. "

  Li Gaiyun knew that the good old Song Zhanming had changed, and he was no longer the man who let her mess around but was able to persuade her.

  She made trouble a few times, and originally wanted to disturb his good business with Ge Suhua and return to him, but now it seems that it is really impossible.

  Listening to the comments from the audience, she glanced at Song Zhanming in dismay, then turned around and stumbled away.

  The rest of the Li family who came with her saw that the master had gone, so they all ran away in despair.

   Song Zhanming watched the people leave, and said to the crowd: "I'm sorry, let everyone watch the joke, let's go."

Afterwards, he said to Xinyan and Qi Baocheng and Ling Tian who were behind her: "Thank you for today's matter. I married Suhua that day, and it was a mess. I happen to be here today. Let's have a meal with me at noon." , we cannot refuse."

  Thinking that Song Zhanming's wedding banquet was spoiled by his ex-wife and her family before they were seated that day, and the guests had to leave early, which was very ugly.

   Xinyan naturally understood Song Zhanming's thoughts, and thought that they had a lot of things to discuss, and she was afraid that it would not be over in a while, so she happily agreed: "Okay, then I will bother you."