The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"He wants to set up a decoration company. Once you get rid of your customer source, he only needs to find designers. Business, technology and customer source are indispensable, and the most difficult is the customer source." Qian Yikun didn't know why he had to wear police uniforms and talk to her about these business matters.

It seemed that Yi Yikun listened, and Qian Yikun stopped talking.

"Let's eat, I'll go and see what's going on." Qian Yikun said, and the food was already on the table.

"Are you not resting?" Exclaimed.

Qian Yikun wanted to take a rest, but she had such a problem for herself after a week's walk. How did he take a rest?

"Dine and eat." Qian Yikun did not answer her question, but asked her to eat first.

Could he squeeze his lips slightly, lower his head and eat with chopsticks.

This feeling is somewhat depressing.

When the two had dinner, Qian Yikun really didn't mention anything about Ding's group, but just asked if there was anything recently from Ding Junqi?

May I think that her elder brother has been in the crew recently, and recently Gu Juxi will pass, how dare the people behind him dare not show moth in front of Gu Juxi, so it is still quiet.

Qian Yikun was relieved to hear this.

"Are you going to rest before eating?" Could it be for a long time that he finally suffocated a sentence.

Qian Yikun paused and looked up at the opposite woman, "Care me?"

It's rare that Qian Yikun cares so much about him. Qian Yikun doesn't feel tired. It's really harder to let him take the initiative to care about him than to go to heaven.

Could it be that people care about being directly broken, and kicked Qian Yikun directly with his leg raised, Qian Yikun stretched out his hand to hold her ankle, and then shook it off, "Let's eat."

Qian Yikun said, took a tissue and wiped his hands, and then picked up the chopsticks again.

He couldn't help but look at Qian Yikun, his untruthful leg rubbed up again, slowly upward from his lean calf.

Qian Yikun's eyes deepened, and he looked at him silently.

Could not change his face, while eating, while blinking at Qian Yikun.

She used to trick men before for tasks, but at that time, it was to let the enemy expose the weaknesses, but she wanted to see Qian Yikun's unbearable appearance.

She likes the way Qian Yikun loses control over her, which will give her a sense of accomplishment. Look, this man will only become like this for her.

Could it be that Qian Yikun took off the foot of taking off his shoes directly, and the voice of his mouth was suppressed, "meal." He snarled and went to clean up after eating.

"Hypocrite, do you know if I know you--"

"Brother Qian, cousin, are you here for dinner?" Ding Jiaqi's voice suddenly sounded.

Could it be that when Qian Yikun released his legs, he directly retracted his legs and put on his shoes under the table.

Ding Jiaqi's eyes fell under the table, his eyes flashed with contempt, and contempt for his actions.

"Don't you come to see you here without eating?"

Ding Jiaqi was so sad, and his face was a little embarrassed, "Cousin, me, did I do something wrong? I didn't say that on purpose today, really."

It was possible to put down the chopsticks, and Ding Jiaqi instinctively took a step back.

Every time she saw that she was angry, she felt that her neck was cold and painful. That was the scar left by her.

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