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Chapter 177 Why Divorce?

Olaf took a long nap on the big bed she had slept on for many years, but she barely slept at all.

I also had two dreams.

The first dream was that Brother Zhang had been washing sheets and quilts all day long, and his waist almost broke.

The second dream was that Brother Zhang, who had been washing sheets all day, started to lift dumbbells and do push-ups with no shirt in the middle of the night. He did more than 10,000 push-ups each time. His chest muscles, abdominal muscles, biceps and triceps were all congested, and they were about to burst.

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When Xuebao opened his eyes, Brother Zhang was sitting on the balcony smoking, with deep eyes and occasionally frowning, as if he was thinking about a big deal worth tens of billions, very solemn.

Xuebao lazily turned over and hit Zhang Ruoyu with a pillow: "Why don't you get some sleep?"

This bastard was so scared last night that he didn't sleep well. Why did he come to bed to catch up on his sleep? Are you afraid that the CEO will eat him?

"How do you sleep? You're sleeping in such a way that I can't even put my butt down." Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette and glanced sideways at Mr. Han. "Besides, I'm just thinking about something."

Han Jiangxue became interested, lying on the bed, holding her snow-white chin with her hands, and asked: "What unhappy thoughts are you thinking about? Let's talk about it and make everyone happy?"

Zhang Ruoyu picked up a pillow and hit Mr. Han in the face, glaring coldly: "Ba Po! You will not die well!"

Mr. Han smiled arrogantly, but found that although Zhang Ruoyu was scolding, his eyes were staring at him sinisterly.

I lowered my head suddenly, oh my god, it's so big, I almost slipped out...

He got up in a hurry, sat cross-legged, and said with a tight face: "If you don't want to say it, forget it. I have many things to be happy about. What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ruoyu sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you short-sighted? You were almost chopped into pieces last night, and you're still happy? If I tell you about this, I'll make sure you won't be able to sleep for three days and three nights."

"Okay, stop blowing." Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows, obviously very curious, but pretending to be disdainful. "I have been covering the sky in Junsheng for five years, and I haven't seen any big winds or waves? Don't even think about delaying me even if the sky falls.

Eat and sleep!”

Zhang Ruoyu tried: "Then I really said it? Don't ask me to be merciful later."

"Say!" Han Jiangxue waved her hand and said arrogantly.

"Han Shixiao just pushed your dad's WeChat account to me, saying that your dad wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with me, a quick son-in-law who rides a dragon." Zhang Ruoyu sneered. "I was just thinking about how to disgust your dad and make him get angry and run back.

Beat up the mandarin ducks and break up this bad relationship between us."

"Just now, I asked my uncle to send me a message to tell him to eat shit!" Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were sharp and his face was cold.

He stared at Han Jiangxue, wanting to see how this girl would react.

Those people in the Han family made him sick even when they should be sick, but the effect was very bad.

In addition, I have been with Mr. Han for a month, which can be considered a bit of a friendship.

How disgusting Han Daowei is, it is of no use to divorce.

If this bitch is willing to give in and coax Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang might have enough money to let his father-in-law go.

Otherwise, you will still have a bad mouth even if you are far away!

But looking at Xuebao's increasingly hard-hearted expression and his beautiful eyes with a cold light.

Brother Zhang always feels that something is wrong.

"That's it?" Han Jiangxue crossed her arms, glanced sideways at Zhang Ruoyu, and said coldly, "Xiao Zhang, should I say it or not, your bad-mouthed skills are declining very quickly."

Um?

Zhang Ruoyu's face darkened. Your father was so pissed off that he still fell down?

You can't let Han Shixiao push your father's head into the cesspool, right?

After all, they are a family, but Brother Zhang thinks it’s a bit much.

"Let me tell you this." A cold look flashed in Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes. "In this Han family, no matter who you give three points of thin noodles and three points of respect to whomever you respect, I only think that you are a big figure. Only my father

, your father-in-law is the old man named Han."

Han Jiangxueba's aura was at full strength, and he said word by word: "If you disgust him to death, you are not the Brother Zhang I know!"

"——"

Snap.

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette, and the smoke filled the air, hiding the twitching on his face.

What do you mean? Playing a trick?

Brother Zhang's sharp eyes passed through the smoke, carefully looking at Xuebao's lustful, defensive, ruthless and spicy face, and fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Han, are you doing this with me?" Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke and said with a ferocious face. "You don't know, I don't have much power, and I don't stand the chance of being provoked. If you get angry, I'll make you a black-haired man tonight.

For those with gray hair!”

Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows and added to her jealousy: "Brother Zhang, please send him away quickly. Our Han family hasn't done anything big for a long time. If you are suffering, let me have a meal."

Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit sad.

If you have this attitude towards your biological father, can you still live like this in the future?

But after being put on the stand by Mr. Han, it was impossible for Brother Zhang to give in.

With a cold face, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to add Han Daowei on WeChat.

But I found that this old guy had already added himself in advance.

When adding friends for verification, I also made a note: Did I give you face?

Hey!

How can Brother Zhang, who has such a bad temper, stand this!

After verifying the friend, he directly replied: Old man, where are the red envelopes? If you don’t send them, you will block them immediately.

Ding dong.

Han Daowei replied instantly. It didn't look like he was unfamiliar with electronic products at all. The operation was very smooth.

"Call daddy."


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