The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Xiang Qinglan stepped forward, raised his toes, and turned up his collar, while Qing lowered his head, and the two of them could communicate with each other without much words.

The woman had a soft smile on her face, and her already very soft facial features were even more beautiful and soft, while the man was staring at her intently, and it was impossible for other people or other things to fall into his eyes.

No one would doubt that they were a couple who had been in love for a long time.

In the room, crystal-like transparent light fell on them, and that beautiful picture was recorded in the eyes of everyone present, and the warmth between them may be said to be a kind of happiness, a kind of happiness that does not need to be hidden.

And this side also fell in front of the two people who were walking by this store. This world is really small. They obviously don’t want to see it, but they will see it. Obviously there are too many places here, and they just walked in. here.

Su Zhetuo pulled Gong Ruxue's door and walked in. Originally, he didn't even want to take a look at this kind of small shop, if he didn't see these two people.He will never come in.

Staring coldly at the scene in front of him, that woman, and that damned man, his eyes seemed to burst into a cold light, that kind of coldness, as if he wanted to tear these two people apart, like grasping the deep Hong Xing, who loves his wife, has cheated, but he seems to have forgotten that he and Xiang Qinglan are already divorced. No matter who she treats or is with, she has nothing to do with him.

Gong Ruxue's complicated two people, when she turned her head and saw Su Zhetuo's jealous look on the side, her heart was even more complicated, and she just held the man's hand quietly, why? To come here, why meet them?

That look of jealousy doesn't need to be fake, he cares about that woman more than he imagined, it's not a man's self-esteem, nor his possessiveness, but he loves, can't help himself.She is a woman, a woman who understands him. He has never had that kind of affection for her. Even if sometimes, he takes her to the Yanhui, and others dance with her, he is lukewarm and has never been jealous. Performance.

How can a man who loves you endure other men's touch? A man who loves you should actually be like the expression on Su Zhetuo's face now, mad with jealousy.

It's just that he didn't give it to her, but to someone else, his ex-wife.

"Does it look good?" Xiang Qinglan pulled up his clothes and said to him silently. Qing looked at her very well-fitting clothes and nodded, "It looks good. I like it. As long as Lan picks it, I like all of them."

She took a step away from Qinglan and stared at the clothes on her body. It was really good, but when she saw clearly, she seemed to feel two extra cold lights looking at her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Turning around suddenly, when she saw the two people with a warm smile on her face, she slowly fell down, she couldn't tell what it was like, they would meet here.

Here, it shouldn't be where they came from.

Her ex-husband, Zeng Jinshen's ex-husband, and her soon-to-be wife.

Her lips trembled, and too many thoughts fell under her swaying eyelashes, the past and the present, but when she looked at them again, she found that for the past, it was like a windless lake. Water without a trace.

It's the same between them, and she thinks what he said to her are just his jokes.How can she go back?how can that be possible?

Ignoring the accusation on his face and the obvious jealousy, she turned around and looked at Qing who had been standing behind the whole time, but Qing just looked straight at Su Zhetuo, the contest between the two men never ended.

Xiang Qinglan walked towards Qing, it was only a few steps away, but she walked very slowly, holding Qing's hand, she raised her head, "Qing, let's go," still smiling softly, yes belongs to him.If there is no sound, only Qing can understand it.He didn't listen with his ears, but with his heart.

"En," he nodded his head, but he clenched Xiang Qinglan's hand tightly, and he found that the man seemed to pay too much attention to his Lan from the beginning to the end. A woman, who still wants to play with his Lan, is really a nasty guy.

Xiang Qinglan took out the money from her bag, this dress is not expensive, she has saved enough to buy it recently, and can earn more money, but Qing likes it very much, she feels it is worth it.

"Why, people who wear such shabby clothes and do hard work have money to buy such clothes?" As soon as she took out the bag, she heard Su Zhetuo's extremely cold voice next to her ear, and her fingers trembled After a while, the color on his face began to fade slowly.

The people around were talking in a low voice at first, although the voice was not loud, but she heard it.Qing clenched her fists, wanting to punch that smiling man with a sarcastic face, but was held back by Xiang Qinglan.

Xiang Qinglan didn't look at Su Zhetuo again, but just took out the money from her bag, no matter what kind of job she was doing or what kind of clothes she was wearing, she didn't steal or snatch it, she was using her own Earn everything with both hands, and she will not give a cent less for clothes.

She didn't feel ashamed.

After paying the money, she took Qing's hand and walked outside, but when she walked past them, she raised her head and looked straight ahead, never paying any attention to him .

As for Su Zhetuo, who had always been ashen-faced, his black eyes became deeper and deeper, something flashed across his eyes suddenly, his pupils shrank, and then he suddenly grabbed Xiang Qinglan's hand, and threw away Gong Ru who was beside him. Xue, Gong Ruxue looked at her empty hands, and was in a daze for half a minute. She couldn't believe that the people around her also gave her the same look. Suddenly, she felt a kind of uglyness that she had never experienced before.

However, now Su Zhetuo only has Xiang Qinglan in his eyes, a woman who can drive him crazy, and he doesn't care about the rest.

"Xiang Qinglan, how can you be so despicable, even if you are a little boy, you are willing to follow him, even if you have to do such a hard job," he stared at Xiang Qinglan's eyes, the lingering sword in his eyes was like a knife, as if It broke her face.

Xiang Qinglan looked at her hand, the man's big hand was holding her tightly, it hurt her a lot, she looked at Su Zhetuo strangely, but she never understood what he was doing now, the marriage was his divorce Yes, the betrayal was also his first, and he has no right to interfere with everything she has now, and Qing is not a badass, he is not.