Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

Xia Yiling walked to the right as she said, and then turned to the left. In front of her was a road extending in all directions.

Xia Yiling was a little dumbfounded by the jumping traffic lights, the crowds and vehicles, which road is the southeast direction?She can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest!

Xia Yiling comforted Murong Qingcang for the eighth time in her heart, the more she scolded, the more discouraged she became, and finally she shook her head and regained her strength.

She has six years of experience in studying abroad. Even though she doesn't know French, English is the second language in France. She doesn't believe that she can pronounce it with a pure English accent.

Coincidentally, Xia Yiling saw a taxi parked beside him on the side of the road, and it turned out to be a green light.

Xia Yiling ran to the taxi with great interest, and she immediately put her hand on the handlebar.She just touched the door with her fingertips, and the taxi roared away.

"Please waiting!" Xia Yiling yelled heart-piercingly, she ran after her, when the sharp car sounded, it turned out that the sidewalk was already a red light.

As soon as Xia Yiling withdrew her feet, she was immediately overjoyed. Another taxi was parked next to the bungalow behind her.

Xia Yiling sprinted [-] meters to the side of the taxi, she opened the door, she was secretly happy.

Suddenly, a short but quick French old man rushed out beside him, he jumped into the taxi, and before Xia Yiling could react, he hastily closed the door.

What kind of world is this, Xia Yiling looked helplessly at the shadow of the taxi going away, and sighed.

"Murong Qingcang..." Xia Yiling yelled viciously, looking for a way out.

She turned around three times and didn't know where she was.It seemed that there was a broad avenue ahead, and a taxi should be found, Xia Yiling shook her head again, and walked forward with high spirits.

How could Xia Yiling know that the path she is taking now runs counter to what Murong Qingcang said, but it is completely consistent with what Murong Qingcang is walking!

Finally found a taxi, Xia Yiling leaned on the side of the car panting, and negotiated the price with the driver.

As soon as she looked up, she saw a luxury car parked on a remote path across the road, and many people gathered around the car.

It's Murong Qingcang!Is he in any trouble?Obviously his car was stopped, and his driver was trying his best to stop a group of French people, Xia Yiling laughed out loud.

It's true that evil comes with evil. At this time, Murong Qingcang was thrown a lot of rotten vegetables and rotten eggs. Xia Yiling saw that he lifted his cloak and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it in disgust. He seemed to be cursing "shit" in his mouth.

In the next second, Xia Yiling's smile paused, and her whole heart jumped out. These French people were wearing French Catholicism.

Xia Yiling let go of the car door, and she immediately ran to the road.

Something must have gone wrong, who leaked the painting and how did the Catholic congregation know their path?

Xia Yiling ran towards Murong Qingcang, she caught a glimpse of a camera-like light out of the corner of her eye.She turned around, and there were a few newspaper reporters in Chinese costumes hiding in the hidden corner of the wall, and they were frantically taking pictures.

Xia Yiling's mind suddenly cleared up, this Murong Qingcang!

He must have known that France could not budge on the painting incident, so he found another way, and he deliberately revealed the news to the Catholic congregation.What he wants is for the Catholic Church to intercept, beat and scold, and gather crowds to make trouble.Only in this way can he move back in public opinion and gain a firm foothold in peace talks.

This trick is easy to use, but does he know who a Catholic is?

Catholics have their faith, and faith is the source of their existence.Once this belief is attacked, they will be like a lion in full bloom, risking their lives to defeat the enemy.

Murong Qingcang, are you desperate?No wonder he didn't let himself be with him, Murong Qingcang, do you think you are a great savior?

Xia Yiling's heart was full of sourness, she had already seen several agitated Catholics rush out from behind Murong Qingcang, and they punched Murong Qingcang in the back together.