Chapter 80
Song Pingyang snorted coldly, and no longer hid his plan.

"Okay, then let her go with her mother!" Fan Xinran quickly agreed.

He must not make Song Pingyang unhappy, once she becomes ruthless, his status may be lost.

He knows Song Pingyang too well.

Seeing him standing still, Song Pingyang urged, "What are you still standing for?"

"What's wrong?" Fan Xinran was a little confused.

"Write a letter of divorce!" She had to stare at Fanxin today and wrote the letter of divorce.

According to Fan Xinran's character, he will definitely procrastinate again and again.

"Yes yes yes! Husband will write right away." Fan Xin hurriedly walked to the desk, picked up a pen and began to write the divorce letter.

Satisfied, Song Pingyang walked to the desk and watched Fan Xinran write.

Song Pingyang was satisfied until the last word fell, Fan Xinran signed his name at the end and stamped it again.

"Ma'am, are you satisfied now?" Fan Xinran stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"It's more or less the same!" Song Pingyang took advantage of the situation and leaned into his arms. Fan Xinran went out for more than half a day on business, and the husband and wife inevitably got close to each other in the study.

Afterwards, Song Pingyang leaned in his arms, reached out and touched Fan Xinran's swollen cheek, and said distressedly, "Does it still hurt?"

Fan Xinran shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

"It's because I acted too harshly. Yao'er should still have muscle-creating ointment in there. I'll get it and apply some on you. The swelling will go down faster." After saying that, Song Pingyang wanted to get up.

Hearing Shengji Ointment, Fanxin naturally couldn't avoid a burst of muscle pain.

1200 million taels! ! !
This is all the savings of the Hou Mansion, and it is really clinking poor now.

"That stuff is precious, and my face can be swollen with hot compresses at night, so don't waste it." Fan Xinran pulled her back.

Hearing this, Song Pingyang didn't get up, his eyes fell on the divorce letter on the desk, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

She wanted to see how Sanskrit and the others survived after being driven out of the Hou's Mansion.

"Master Hou!" A follower's voice came from outside the house.

"What's the matter?" Fan Xinran pulled Song Pingyang up and straightened his clothes.

"There are people from the Duzhou Yamen."

"I'll be right there."

Fan Xinran turned around and hugged Song Pingyang, "Ma'am..."

"Go and do your thing!"

Fan Xinran kissed her between the brows, "I will love you well tonight!"

"You are bad!" Song Pingyang said angrily.

Fan Xinran was in a good mood, he laughed and left the study.

It wasn't until he walked away that Song Pingyang got up and straightened his messy bun, went to the desk, picked up the divorce letter, snorted coldly, and left the study room, leading his servants directly to Yindening's Go to the small yard.

……

"Yin'er, when you have the ability, stay away from the Marquis Mansion. This is a den that eats people and doesn't spit out bones. Mother doesn't ask for anything else. She just wants you to be safe and healthy for the rest of your life. Find someone who knows..."

"Hush..." Fanyin directly interrupted Yin Dening's words, she whispered, "Mother, Song Pingyang is here!"

Yin Dening quickly shut up and did not continue to talk about the previous things.

And Song Pingyang just walked out of the courtyard, and the maid had already pushed open the courtyard door and walked out directly.

His eyes fell on Yin Dening contemptuously, and he also saw the Sanskrit standing beside Yin Dening.

"The Sanskrit is also here! That will save me from sending someone to go again."

At this time, Song Pingyang's face was full of complacency, and he looked in a good mood.

"Ma'am!" Yin Dening gave a salute, "Is there something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)

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