I Love You, Stupid Woman!

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The dinner was lively.

The TV is on and the Spring Festival Gala is on. Although no one is watching, the house is very lively with the beaming voice.

At the dining table, three people were full of hot pot.

Sang night slept for a long time in the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, the window was completely dark. She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for almost half an hour. Fengzi knocked on the door and called her to eat dinner. Then she came back to her senses. She was not dreaming. , She was indeed sent back by Lin Muchen.

Everything was ready when she went downstairs, and she started eating.

After lunch and dinner, Sang Wan can see that Fengzi is a typical good-at-home man, who can post couplets, mopping the floor, washing dishes, and washing vegetables to make hot pot soup.

Looking back at someone...

Good help, but substantive help is not helpful at all.

But when Sang Wan came downstairs, the man picked out a bottle of Lin Muchen's collection of red wine from the wine cabinet, and he opened it when she wanted to stop it.

It's over.

Sang Wan had only these two words left in her mind at the time, and she immediately thought that her marriage with Lin Muchen is now a dead end. The divorce is a matter of time and time. Then she will ask her to claim for this bottle of red wine, which is said to have been fired to seven figures. What is it for?

Hot pot with red wine...

This match is also weird.

Sang Wan walked over and sat down at the dining table, deliberately showing someone a face, "Why didn't you ask me if I could drink this wine, you just took it?"

The man sat across from her, heard the words, pinched the goblet on the table with well-knotted fingers, and shook the body of the cup lightly, only then slightly opened his lips and took a sip of the dark red liquid in the cup.

Finally, I looked at Sang Wan and told her, "I can drink."

"..."

What does she mean by drinking?

Sang Wan felt that this person couldn't fix the water in his mind, and didn't bother to talk to him for a while.

Fengzi was empathetic and looked at Sang Wan with a dry cough, "Miss Sang means this bottle of wine is expensive?"

amount……

Sang Wan was rather embarrassed to be said so bluntly.

In fact, wine is second, the key is that she sees someone upset, and can't help but feel embarrassed. Her face is still, her gaze shifts from the boiling pot to the face of someone who is drinking wine on the opposite side, "Fengzi , I still don’t know what your little brother’s name is, how old is this year, is from Haicheng?"

Fengzi put some ingredients in the pot. The mandarin duck pot had chicken soup on one side and spicy soup on the other.

He put some on each side, cooked a piece of mutton, and delivered it to the man's dish next to him. Then he answered Sang Wan’s question, "My little brother is Ming Ye, from Haicheng. This year... Uh, Ye Son, how old are you this year?"

Sang Wan stared at Fengzi's action of picking up vegetables for the man, and there was a moment of thought in his eyes, and he saw that someone was not red and heartbeat and reported a number, "Eighteen."

Sang Wan: "..."

Fengzi doesn't doubt that he has him, "Miss Sang, my brother said, he is eighteen."

Ah.

His name is Ming Ye, and he is 18 years old.

There is a ghost in the Sang party letter, "These days, your underworld is walking the rivers and lakes with stage names? Tomorrow night, why don't I know that this word is still in the surname?"

"Yes, Ye is Huo Huaye." Feng Zi answered truthfully.

"..."

Sang Wan's mouth twitched. It turned out that Ming Ye was not tomorrow...

She said that she didn't lie, or was she ignorant?

Sang Wan let out a dry cough and began to determine his age, "I don't believe he is really eighteen!"

"This..." Fengzi looked at Ming Ye's intention to move the piece of mutton on the plate, and then shaved a piece of his belly, "Yezi, or would you show me your ID card to Miss Sang?"

"I didn't bring it." Ming Ye didn't give face, and once he drank the red wine in his glass, Fengzi immediately poured it to him.

Sang Wan's doubts were deeper, and she asked directly at this time, "Fengzi, didn't you say that this guy is your little brother? Shouldn't he serve you?"

"Miss Sang, you are wrong." Feng Ziyi said righteously, "We are an enlightened group, and we are not interested in relying on the old ways."

"..."

Sang Wan looked suspicious, and thoughtfully began to fish for the hot pot to eat.

These two must have a problem...

But what exactly it was, for a while, the group couldn't tell.

It may be a concealed identity, or it may be something else, but no matter what it is, only after this dinner is finished, their involvement ends here.

It's more than ten o'clock after dinner.

Sang Wan had a bit of support, and Fengzi also ate a lot. Only Ming Ye didn't move his chopsticks from beginning to end, but he drank a bottle of red wine without a drop.

She remembered that he didn't eat much at noon.

Could this person live on air?

"Distressed for your husband's red wine?" Sang Wan was staring at the red wine bottle in a daze. He suddenly heard such a sentence, froze, and quickly recovered.

The red wine has also been drunk.

Distressed can't come back.

Besides, she is not a person who knows about wine, so she can't talk about heartache.

If she had to say it, she was a little bit painful for Lin Muchen because she lost seven figures.

But now that the beauty is in her arms, I'm afraid they don't have the heart to care about the hell of a few bottles of red wine...

Thinking of that person, Sang Wan couldn’t help but feel a fire in her heart. She got up, walked to the wine cabinet, found an empty cardboard box, packed a whole box, dragged it over and placed it at Ming Ye’s feet, "If you like to drink, you will get all these You, treat it as a New Year’s gift."

"Thank you." Ming Ye kept coming, "In return..."

Coming and not going to be indecent.

He knew the truth well, half-talking, and asked Sang Wan, "Do you have paper and pen?"

Does he want to mention words on the spot, or paint?

"I don't want to return the gift, it's late, you go back quickly." Sang Wan was confused, and she would really want to be alone.

"That won't work, I am very principled."

"..." Sang Wan didn't see what principle a man who lied to be 18 years old could have. When she almost couldn't help rolling her eyes at him, her palm was cold and she was stuffed.

She looked down and saw that it was the ruby ​​ring that had finally returned to its original owner.

"what do you mean?"

"Credit." Ming Ye picked up the carton with the red wine, as if to leave, "Isn't it saying that I will patronize my business after I change my career? I will bring it to me and give you sleep for free."

"..."

Give her... sleep for free?

He still has the paralyzed face.

It is also the usual tone of chatting with others, but the last few words are too terrifying!

Who is going to sleep with him?

The man was about to leave with Fengzi, Sang Wan chased up, "Take your ring away!"

"I'll give it to you." Ming Ye didn't turn his head back, "I bought it for ten yuan from the stall, and it doesn't deserve my identity."

"..." Sang Wan stumbled at her feet, and when she recovered, the two of them had already opened the door and closed the door intimately for her.

Sang Wan was so angry that he wanted to throw the ring directly into the trash can, but then stopped the impulse.

What is the relief of throwing the trash can?

When I see her again, she will smash his face with this broken ring!

The smell of hot pot in a room, Sang Wan didn't have time to be angry, so he put his ring in his pocket and went into the restaurant to clean it up.

When she got everything right, took a shower and lay on the bed, and then turned on the TV, the Spring Festival Gala was over.

Probably because she slept too long in the afternoon, she would not feel drowsy at all. The remote control was held in her hand, and all the stations were tuned, but she couldn't find the show she wanted to watch. Finally, she lost the remote control and stared at the ceiling.

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There are not many relatives in Sang Wan’s family. What's more, there was such a big change this year. Li Huiru passed away and Sang Xianzhen went to jail. She was truly alone. She stayed at home for a few days and went out three times in total. This was because the food in the refrigerator was done and I went out to buy ingredients.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, when they sent WeChat with Qiao Wan in the evening, the two of them did not know who was the first to make a trip. As for the destination, they went to the airport the next day to make a decision.

In addition to three meals a day and occasionally taking care of the succulents in the back garden, Sang Wan finally has something to do.

The two agreed to see you at the airport at nine o'clock the next morning. Sang Wan put down his phone, turned around and went to the cloakroom to pack his things.

It's just that it still didn't make it.

The next morning, Sangwan had set an alarm clock at seven o'clock in the evening. When the car booked by the mobile phone called her outside the community, she just finished breakfast.

After hurriedly washing the dishes, Sang Wan dragged on the suitcase he packed last night and went out.

But as soon as the door opened, the line of sight hit the door, who was raising his hand to knock on the door... Lin Jingshen.

"Where are you going?"

"Why are you here?"

The two spoke almost at the same time. Sang Wan was originally looking forward to the bright mood of the journey. After seeing the people, there was a dark cloud. She really didn't want to see anyone related to Lin Muchen.

"I made an appointment with a friend to go out to play. I'm almost late, so I won't greet you." Sang Wan directly threw the key in his hand to him, "Do it yourself."

Lin Jingshen steadily caught the set of keys, but Sang Wan had already dragged his suitcase past him.

"Hey! Stupid woman!" Lin Jingshen took the door and hurried to catch up. "I'm here to take you back to Beijing."

He used the word "return", Sang Wan thought it was funny, "Sorry, my home is in Haicheng."

"..." Lin Jingshen's eyes became very strange, his face was tangled, and he didn't know how to tell her about something. Finally, he gritted his teeth, grabbed her arm and directly pulled her closer to the parked car not far away.

The suitcase in Sang Wan's hand was robbed, and the person was pushed into the car. The mobile phone in his pocket was ringing. It was probably a urging call from the reserved car.

Lin Jingshen handed her luggage to the driver, and then sat in the back seat himself.

"Lin Jingshen, what on earth do you want to do?" Sang Wan took out the mobile phone in his pocket and glanced at it, "The car I reserved is still waiting for me, please don't delay my time."

Hearing that, Lin Jingshen grabbed her mobile phone directly and connected, "Sorry, we don't need the car."

Then hang up the phone directly.

"You!" Sang Wan reached out to drive the door, but the door on her side was locked, the driver had put her luggage in the car, and the car drove out quickly.

Sang Wan was so angry that he wanted to get up and grab the steering wheel in the driver's hands, but before it was too late, he heard Lin Jingshen say, "Actually, my brother wants to talk to you about divorce."