The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Qian Yikun certainly knew that it was never a kind person. He knew this sentence, Gu Juxi's favorite method.

Those people thought it was the country gangsters, and when they were most proud, it was the time to fight back.

"What did they move, and moved your bottom line?" Qian Yikun said curiously. It was this reaction that had to die before.

Could it be nothing lying on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with Erlang's legs: "Just suddenly watching them uncomfortable."

What bottom line moved her?

Could it be finished, looking at Qian Yikun not far away with one hand supporting his chin, "If Wu Biao's death was really done by Ding Junchi, then he should really be damned."

After all, Qian Yikun has not stopped from years ago to the present.

After all, Qian Yikun scolded her because of this group of bitches!

She could not have been a stingy person.

Qian Yikun knew that he didn't want to get the answer today. He looked down at the time and thought he would have to send it for dinner.

"You can live here tonight." Qian Yikun invited.

Could it be blinking, a pure and innocent look: "Is the child still a child."

Qian Yikun, who walked to the door to open the door, almost tripped himself on the ground.

Could it be cut: "I really have no resistance, hurry, I will starve to death."

Qian Yikun coughed quietly and went to open the door silently.

The dinner was sent by the people of Qianfeng Hotel, and they all liked it.

By the way, Qian Yikun also sent a pair of flat shoes.

Was it just a glance, and then took the lunch box to the restaurant to eat.

Qian Yikun took out his shoes and put them at the door, before going to wash his hands to eat.

Qian Yikun doesn't worry about it. After all, what Ding Junchi really wants to do, I'm afraid I can't find anyone who can treat him.

Could it be that Mrs. Ding told Qian Yikun what she was doing as a joke at dinner?

Looking at Qian Yikun's appearance of being shattered to the same degree, he was finally satisfied. This is not what she thought.

After dinner, Qian Yikun sent him back.

Ding Jiaqi looked for a long time in the study room today, but she didn't find the official seal. She even suspected that the official seal was no longer in the hands of the second uncle.

"No, your second uncle did not give the official seal to that little coquette that day, so it must still be in your second uncle's hands." Mrs. Ding said confidently.

"But I have searched all the places where Uncle's study can be found. I really haven't." Ding Jiaqi frowned, and said, "Grandma, will Uncle give the cousin privately?"

Ding Jiaqi said so, Grandma Ding also had doubts.

Suspicious, they heard the sound of the engine outside the door.

The two looked at each other and walked out of the old lady's room.

Qian Yikun sent him back, and Ding Haonan and his wife happened to be in the living room.

"Aunt Uncle." Qian Yikun greeted politely.

Ding Haonan was satisfied with Qian Yikun, so he was happy when he looked at Qian Yikun.

"Master Qian didn't say anything in advance?" Grandma Ding went downstairs with a hypocritical smile.

Qian Yikun's face was smooth and he didn't say hello.

"Resue early." Qian Yikun explained to him that he would turn around and leave.

Ding Jiaqi was completely ignored!

She was annoyed and stomped her feet, and was pushed by Grandma Ding and hurried out: "Brother Qian, I will give you."

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