Chapter 50

I didn't sleep very well at night. He woke me up twice with a bowl of chicken soup dumplings in his hand and forced me to eat them.

I really didn't eat much today, but the back of my head is very painful.

He looked into my eyes and said, "do you want me to chew it up and feed you down?"

When I went to the divorce window, I took out my certificate and put it on the table. Then I looked at he Cong.

But there's nothing to do. It seems that sang Qi's fist is more convincing and scares he Cong more than the person behind the scenes.

He looked more depressed, even angry.

"Yes I sincerely told him the answer: "money means doing whatever you want, otherwise why do you want to be rich? Why did two million sell me? "

"Can you do whatever you want with money? Can you beat me if you want to?" He yelled after me.

I went into the Civil Affairs Bureau laughing, and he followed me angrily.

"What do you mean?" He Cong looked at me like an idiot: "is it difficult for him to take me as a sandbag?"

I shrugged and said, "he told me that the sandbags in the gym where he was fighting yesterday were broken."

He Cong looked at me without blinking: "he said why he would beat me?"

I hung up in a good mood.

Some people have to use such a simple and crude method. If they had known that sang Qi would not have let him return to his original position and given him another 20 million yuan, they would have beaten him like today. I would have divorced him a long time ago.

So last night, he rushed to beat he Cong up.

So it is. I understand. Yesterday, those women said behind my back that I was a junior. Before I divorced my husband, they forcibly intervened in nasangqi and he Xiangu.

"If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have people pointing fingers behind your back." Sangqi is supposed to be in a meeting. It's very quiet around.

"He Cong's face looks like a palette. Why do you make him like this?"

I called sang Qi in front of he Cong, and he asked me where I was. I said I was in the Civil Affairs Bureau, and he immediately understood.

"Where? Where is schadenfreude? " I quickly denied: "it's just the pinnacle of life with a blooming heart and high spirits!"

"Summer solstice, you look very schadenfreude!"

I bent over and looked at he Cong's colorful face carefully: "would you like me to make a call for you?"

At present, it seems that he Cong has not offended him, and since I left he Cong's home, he and sang Qi should not have met.

He looked even more depressed: "did I offend him? He rushed into my house last night, pulled me out of my room in front of my mother and beat me up. "

"Sang Qi beat you?"

Before I divorce him, I have to make it clear that such a tragic thing happened to him. It makes me happy for him to say it..

It suddenly occurred to me that sang Qi had gone out last night, and his knuckles were broken. At that time, I asked him if he had beaten someone. He also admitted that he had beaten he Cong?

He looked up at me dejectedly. One of his eyes was bloodshot and looked miserable.

"Where have you been? Play your face like a pig's head? " I can't help teasing him when I'm in a good mood.

His face is swollen into a pig's head. If it wasn't for the clothes I bought for him before, I wouldn't recognize him.

I walked over and was startled when I saw his face clearly.

I dressed like a bride. I found all my papers and rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau. He Congzheng was waiting for me at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

He told me at that time that maybe there would be some special happy days to wear, which would be useful today.

Most of the clothes in my wardrobe were selected by sang Qi for me. I like all the clothes he selected, but I don't like the flaming red coat.

I hung up the phone, rushed upstairs, went into the room to change clothes, rummaged through the boxes and found a red coat.

I have to thank him when I see him.

It's the nirvana of my life to divorce this scum man.

The more depressed he was, the more happy I was.

"Summer solstice, don't you sound so happy, OK?" He sighed.

"What did you say? Are you finally willing to divorce me? "

I almost jumped up from the sofa with joy. Xiaosha and Huanjie quickly helped me, for fear that I would not stand on the ground.

He Cong's brain is broken. He even agreed to divorce me?

"What can we do when we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Is it a marriage certificate? " He was very upset and robbed me on the phone.

Yesterday my head was hit by a brick, but today my reaction was a little slow. I took a second or two to ask him, "why?"

What's going on?

He sounds more miserable than a terminal disease: "I'll wait for you at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. You remember to bring your ID card and other documents with you.""You're terminally ill?" I'm a bad man. I curse him in the morning.

"Summer solstice." He seldom called me by name, but his voice was as feeble as being beaten by frost.

"There are words, there are farts."

When I was full, he called again, and I got through.

I put my cell phone aside to continue eating. I have to eat myself up before I talk to him, otherwise I can't even eat after listening to him.

I feel upset when I see her phone, and the wound on the back of my head seems to hurt even more.

I said thanks to her. I glanced at the screen casually. It was he Cong.

The phone rang in the room upstairs. Xiao Sha ran upstairs to help me get the phone, then ran downstairs and handed it to me.

I went to the restaurant downstairs to have a meal. Sister Huan made me black fish porridge. The black fish was very tender and the porridge was very fragrant. There was no fishy smell at all. I ate it very well.

My head is a little better. It's not a broken skull. It's just a broken skin. After the pain of stitching, everything can be tolerated now.

I will concentrate on making waste wood, so that one day I will despise myself.

It makes people feel that even if you try hard, you will never surpass him, so you just give up trying.

It's easy to be lazy to stay with successful people.

No wonder such people don't succeed.

A good family and smart, and he is also very hard-working, which adds up to very terrible.

He is a very hardworking person. He will not be late for the company every morning.

I woke up the next morning and sang Qi had gone to the company.

It sounds disgusting. I had to bear the pain and eat half a bowl before he let me go to sleep.

He took it out of his bag and didn't take it out for a long time.

I looked at him and said to him, "sangqi's sandbags are still not repaired today. If you want to be beaten, just say so."

Almost when my voice fell to the ground, he took out the certificate in his bag and put it beside me.