The reborn male god is busy with his wife

Chapter 197 Pregnancy (3)
He thought to himself: It would be great if we could get Zhang Wenfang to sleep on the bed once!
Thinking of this, Jia Long rubbed his hands and walked forward, he smiled, showing his big yellow teeth, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here, how have you been all these years?"

Jia Long has been staying in Dongzhi County all these years, selling pork in the vegetable market, where there is no shortage of gossip news. He also knows something about Zhang Wenfang. He knows that Zhang Wenfang found a man with a family, and that man's wife went to Zhang Wenfang. Zhang Wenfang lost his job because of the trouble in his school. Hearing the news, Jia Long gloated deeply in his heart. He never thought that someone would take revenge on Zhang Wenfang before he started to take revenge on him. What a retribution! !
Zhang Wenfang was startled when she saw that it was Jia Long. Her first reaction was to turn around and want to leave, but Jia Long held her back. Jia Long smelled the alcohol on Zhang Wenfang's body, and then looked at the bar in front of him. Knowing that, he pretended to be worried and asked: "Wen Fang, why did you come to drink alone? Did something happen?"

Zhang Wenfang withdrew her hand and said with a look of disgust: "Don't worry about it, it has nothing to do with you!"

The smile on Jia Long's face froze, and soon he smiled again and said, "I just care about you, and I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

Zhang Wenfang wanted to open her mouth to scold again, but suddenly her eyes rolled, she needs money most now, why not take this opportunity to get a sum of money from Jia Long?

And looking at Jia Long like this, he is still obsessed with himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenfang slowed down her tone, and said, "I'm sorry just now, I was not in a good mood, so my tone was a bit harsh!"

Jia Long scolded a bitch in his heart, but said on the face: "It's okay, I don't blame you."

Zhang Wenfang didn't know what to think of, and suddenly covered her mouth and began to cry, looking extremely aggrieved and sad.

Jia Long was a little overwhelmed by Zhang Wenfang's crying, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't cry, Wen Fang, who is bullying you? Tell me, I can work hard for you!"

Zhang Wenfang cried hypocritically for a while, and then slowly revealed the fact that her younger brother Zhang Wensheng was beaten into a disability, "I don't know who made such a black hand on Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng is still so young, How will I live the rest of my life! Woooooooooooo..."

Jia Long's face was full of anger, and he cursed the person who did something wrong to Zhang Wensheng, but he was actually happy in his heart. He thought, you Zhang Wenfang also has today, you killed my parents, God will make your brother disabled, this is retribution ah!So fucking happy!

Zhang Wenfang said that all her money was spent on her younger brother, and that she has no money now, so it’s okay for her to suffer a little bit, but her younger brother can’t cut off the money, and then she cried and said that she is an older sister. Use, let the younger brother suffer and so on, and finally proposed to borrow some money from Jia Long.

Jia Long sneered in his heart, Zhang Wenfang is not borrowing this, he clearly wants it, don't even think about it when the money is in her hands, didn't she take away all his money in the past like this!
Does Zhang Wenfang still think of herself as that silly Jia Long who centered on her ten years ago?
Jia Long responded happily, he said: "I can borrow anything from you, but I didn't bring any money with me when I went out at night. My money is all in the place where I live. If you are in a hurry, go back with me to get it."

In normal times, Zhang Wenfang might be more alert, but she drank some wine in the bar just now, and she still drank it with a lot of stamina. Said that he wanted to go home to get her money, and nodded in agreement hastily.

Just like that, Zhang Wenfang was taken back to his home by Jia Long, and dragged into bed.

(End of this chapter)