She would not regret falling in love with this man, because it was her purest first love and her deepest love, and she had never hated him or hated him for hurting her so ruthlessly.
She brought everything upon herself. It was her excessive care that prevented her from seeing clearly everything that had been in front of her. He had never loved her.
"What's your choice, Xiang Qinglan?" Su Zhetuo crossed his hands on his chest. He didn't believe she was willing to live such a hard life. During the two years they were married, although he didn't have much feelings for her,
However, the material life that should be given to her is not less at all. She has become accustomed to the life of a young mistress. Such a life must be very difficult.
Xiang Qinglan pursed her pale lips, and Qing stood behind her, seemingly giving her invisible peace of mind.
She still didn't speak, but what she expressed was all on her face. The choice he said was, I'm sorry, she likes her current life very much and doesn't want to change it.
"Xiang Qinglan, which man do you choose?" Su Zhetuo put down his hand and looked at her dangerously.
But Xiang Qinglan turned around and took Qing's hand. Her life is very good now. Although they don't earn much, they live a happy life. They have Qing and a family. There is no need to change anything.
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As for her choice, Wu Ning didn't slap Su Zhetuo hard on the face. He had never suffered such neglect and rejection, and it would be given by the woman he wanted to get rid of the most before.
He would rather choose a pretty boy than accept everything he gives.
He, Su Zhetuo, is just not as good as that idle man.
He took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a large stack of red bills. Looking at such a dazzling scene, he smiled coldly and said, "Xiang Qinglan, this is the alimony I gave you. You didn't ask for it, but I, Su
Zhetuo has never been a stingy person, and Ru Xue and I are planning to get married soon. Why, my ex-wife, shouldn’t you congratulate me? Do I want to thank you for your success?” After saying that, he waved his hand.
, the money in his hand wiped off Xiang Qinglan's face and fell to the ground like snowflakes.
"You..." Qing clenched her fists, but was pulled tightly by Xiang Qinglan, who just lowered her head. No one saw her eyes hidden in her hair. In fact, they were already wet.
Angry, there was a white, transparent haze in front of me, and my newly clear vision became blurry again.
I don't know if it was because of his humiliation or because he said that he and Gong Ruxue were going to get married, but there was a pain like a knife cutting in her heart. It turned out that her heart was still not dead, and she still felt pain.
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"We don't want your money," Qing pulled Xiang Qinglan's hand, stepped forward, and grabbed Su Zhetuo's collar. The insult that he had never experienced before made Qing's eyes clear.
After passing through the inky green, the green that shines through the black is particularly cold and merciless.
"Really?" Su Zhetuo glanced at the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand and pulled Qing's hand away, tightening his clothes. Such a look was contemptuous and contemptuous.
Qing's fingers clenched hard, and he tried his best to suppress his anger. He could insult him, but he couldn't bully Lan like this. Why, why should he treat them like this?
A cold murderous intention suddenly flashed across his eyes, and at this moment, his arm was pulled by someone again, "Lan..." He snorted, but there was no follow-up. Why stop him?