Warm marriage and exclusive favor: Qin Shao's mysterious wife

Chapter 41
"Cut," Song Xiuhua sneered.Can he do business?Is he the stuff?It is estimated that setting up a street stall on the street does not have enough potential to shine shoes for people, so why not learn to do business?She could laugh her teeth off.It was this self-proclaimed, high-sighted and low-handed man who worked his whole life to get to this point.

"Zhengwei, that money was given to me by my daughter. I plan to use it to rent a store. What should I do now that you have taken it all away from me?" She has fortune-telling skills. She rented an office building to carry out her fortune-telling business. She has been doing fortune-telling outside for several years and has become quite famous.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, all the famous ladies and daughters come to her door, and they know a few of them.Some of them were generous, and she also made a lot of money, and at the same time squeezed everything out for Jiang Zhengwei.

In the past few days, all the plans for her in the future on the hospital bed collapsed, and her hopes became nothing.Xu Nian gave her 10 yuan... If she had this money, she could rent an office building.Unexpectedly, he was stolen by this man before he was discharged from the hospital, and he was a little hopeless.

"What are you shouting for?" Seeing her broom star, Jiang Zhengwei felt disgusted in his heart, "It's not that I don't want to repay the loan."

"Borrow?" Song Xiuhua suddenly raised her head and stared at him, sarcastically: "Is this what you call borrowing? You are stealing!" Let alone 10 yuan, even if he took ten yuan from her over the years, he would go to no avail. back.Do you still expect the 10 yuan to be returned?Song Xiuhua cried heartbreakingly, feeling hopeless that she couldn't live on.He lowered his head again and wiped away his tears, crying even more violently.

Why is my life so miserable? Knowing such a bastard as Jiang Zhengwei has made her originally good life a mess.Is this what people call retribution? !

"Then you go to the police!" Jiang Zhengwei was impatient after talking dryly with this woman, "You go to the police! Let the whole world know that you, Song Xiuhua, stop your man from making me rich! But you are the last one before calling the police. So think carefully! At that time, I’m not sure if I’ll speak up and tell you all the things you did back then! So, hum!”

He changed the subject, with a fierce look in his eyes, "At that time, if you can't even keep the house that Xu He gave you, you will become a lost dog, don't say I don't miss the old love."

Song Xiuhua's complexion changed drastically after hearing this...stop crying...

"I'm too lazy to tell you!" Then Jiang Zhengwei lifted his coat, turned around and walked out angrily.

In the empty ward, there was only the sound of Song Xiuhua sobbing alone, sad and pitiful...

And Xu Nian hid when Jiang Zhengwei went out just now, so he was leaving in a hurry without noticing her existence.

Standing at the door and looking at the crying woman sitting on the bed in the ward, Xu Nian's eyes were slightly sad...

Turned around and walked away after a long time...

When I came out, I was in an inexplicably heavy mood. I sat in the car for a long time without shifting the gear, just staring in a daze, not knowing which direction, and there was an indescribable strange emotion between my brows.

Uncomfortable...but hated.She could have intervened, but she still chose to let the family suffer on their own... However, her heart was not as happy as she imagined.So she drove the car directly to a bar and got drunk alone...

The table is full of large and small empty bottles, holding the goblet with one hand, shaking it, and drinking it in one gulp... My eyes are blurred...

She seldom drank, and her capacity for alcohol was not very good, so she was already dizzy after a few drinks.But I still drank three bottles in a row under the trend of a certain mood.However, the complex emotions in my heart were not extinguished by the irrigation of a few bottles of wine, but became more intertwined.

There was an intoxicating slow rocking in her ears, intertwined with her heavy mood at the moment, and for the first time, she had the illusion of being intoxicated... Staring at the excited young men and women on the dance floor covered by colorful lights, she felt dazed and tried to clear her eyes , stood up...

Walking staggeringly... I also buried myself among the swaying men and women.Jumping up in a daze...

　something is going to happen...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)