80s: Little Sweet Wife

Ren Qianqian said loudly: "Yes, let this **** wear his pants and get out, you can't let go of the money, house, car and Bao Rina, yes, I used to let you take all the money in the family, you follow it. Did you do it?"

With the comfort of her friend, Qi Qige calmed down a lot, she nodded, but hesitated again, "I kept all the money Qingshan gave me, as well as the room book, but...every Qingshan... Only give me 5,000 yuan a month, including living expenses and Bao Rina’s school money, there is not much left. Mobile terminal”

"Five thousand yuan? Damn it... This **** only gives you five thousand yuan a month? He can earn a million yuan for only making a movie. Has the money been handed over to you?" Ren Qianqian knew it was broken when she heard it. , but still want to ask clearly, I hope she thinks bad.

Qi Qige looked at her blankly, "Can you make so much money making movies? Chang Qingshan said that he only takes salary, and the money earned from movies is the producer's."

"You...you...you're going to be mad at me, pigs are so smart, you don't know what to ask me and Meimei? Which director still takes a dead salary? It's all based on box office dividends. These movies sold well, adding up to at least three or four million, which is still a conservative figure..."

The more Ren Qianqian said, the more angry she became, as if her money was stolen from her, her eyes were full of fire, and she stared at Qiqi with hatred.

"I asked, but he said no, and... I don't think it's necessary for the family to distinguish so clearly..." Qi Qi's voice became smaller and smaller, because the anger in Ren Qianqian's eyes was about to shoot her wore.

"Family? You treat Chang Qingshan as a family, but they treat you as an outsider. Look... look... That fox lives in a two-hundred-square-meter palace, and your maiden's palace is a hundred square meters. The cold palace that can't be reached...

The mistress is wearing a Dior Chanel brand...what are you wearing? It's a street stall that you bought for 100 yuan in the clothing market... You even count bras and **** in this outfit, and no one's a small vest is worth anything... You are so damned that you are not as good as a junior... I'm mad at the old lady... "

Ren Qianqian disliked Qiqi from head to toe. The more she talked, the more angry she became. She ran to pour two glasses of water, and then she felt more comfortable.

Qi Qige's eyes were red again, and she didn't want to hear the name of the vixen at all, stabbing her heart like a knife, dripping with blood.

His brows were furrowed, and he didn't have much money in his hands. It seemed that Chang Qingshan had already had two hearts. He had secretly saved the money himself, and there was still a lot of money in it, otherwise, how could he be a big one when he made a move? Mansion, that community is not cheap, no one can afford it at all.

Now I'm afraid that Chang Qingshan would like to file for divorce!

Qi Qige took a nose and choked: "I'm talking about divorce, I can't live with Chang Qingshan anymore, I'll live with Bao Rina!"

"Nonsense, this kind of scumbag like a public toilet, if you can live with him, I don't have a friend like you!" Ren Qianqian cursed.

"I'm going to call the lawyer and ask him to draft the divorce agreement!" At this moment, Qi Qige had a little bit of the shrewdness of his class, and he was much simpler.

Meimei stopped and said, "Don't rush to divorce, this marriage can't be divorced yet!"

"Why?" Qi Qige looked blank. Didn't he always persuade her to divorce?

Now that I don't want to leave in a hurry, what does it mean?

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