The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Yu Jiangqing found Brother Hu, who was still a little excited. He felt that Yu Jiangqing was lying to him. After all, he had long forgotten what Yu Jiangqing looked like, but after seeing Ding Ning's picture, he felt that this person looked like a dog It should not be a lie to him.

Man-like dog?

If Yu Jiangqing knows that Brother Hu thinks so, it is estimated that Brother Hu will be strangled directly.

Brother Hu followed Yu Jiangqing to the small hotel and saw that Ding Ning didn't dare to recognize him at first glance. Until Ding Ning called his name, Brother Hu groaned, and when he was going to hug someone, Ding Ning was directly pulled back by Yu Jiangqing In the arms.

Ding Ning: "..."

Brother Tiger: "..."

What is this for, was he cuddled as a kid?

Ding Ning pushed Yu Jiangqing a little and asked Brother Hu to sit.

"Oh, my sister is out of breath, it's really out of breath." Brother Hu's fat body, the flesh on his body flickered, that's why he was happy.

Ding Ning doesn't like fat people very much, but Brother Hu is different.

Brother Hu took care of her from an early age, so when Brother Hu said she wanted to do business with her, she agreed without thinking.

"But sister, what's the matter with your stepfather?" Brother Hu finished his voice, as if roaring.

Ding Ning glanced at Yu Jiangqing, and Yu Jiangqing did not hide it. He told Brother Hu this matter. From their meeting, Yu Jiangqing could tell that Brother Hu really regarded Ding Ning as a sister, so this one Things still need Brother Hu's help, there is nothing to say.

After listening to this, Brother Hu directly burst out a sloppy sentence, "His grandmother, I knew He Zhigang was not a thing."

"No one knows what we are here, but we need to know He Zhigang's things, so we can only trouble you." Yu Jiangqing said his thoughts.

"You can rest assured that my sister's business is my business. That bully used to bully my sister, but now she still wants to bully my sister, but also to see if my brother Tiger agreed or not." Brother Tiger patted his chest. Said that this matter can be left to him.

"Brother Tiger, thank you." Ding Ning said sincerely.

"Thanks for what my brother and sister said, but can you live here? Or live in my house." Hu Ge Da La La said.

"Is it too much trouble?" Yu Jiangqing and Ding Ning asked after looking at each other.

"No, as long as Chief Jade doesn't dislike our family chaos, my son is just three years old this year. If you feel chaotic, I will find another place for you." When referring to his son, the big-chested man is also shy.

Ding Ning was happy for Brother Hu's words, "Are you married?"

"Well, and Juanzi." Brother Hu said, scratching his head, more and more embarrassed.

Ding Ning exclaimed, "Oh my god, isn't she looking down on you the most?"

Ding Ning chatted with Brother Hu because of the shock. Yu Jiangqing was left aside. He sat on the bed and listened to the two of them fighting when he was a child. He was rejected by Juanzi. Later, Juanzi was bullied by Tiger and saved Juanzi. Then came out a play with bad **** students and tyrants.

"Juanzi is now a teacher in the No. 1 Middle School. She was admitted to university when her mother didn't make a confession. I made a confession. She was junior and we were married. Now my son is three years old." There is happiness between the brows and the eyes.

Although Brother Hu is not good-looking, many people even think that he looks fierce and often fights, but some people have said that those who carry tattoos are not necessarily bad people, and those who smoke and drink and fight are not necessarily small fools.

Such as Tiger Brother.

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