The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ding Junqi looked at Rakuten who walked away, his hands were pressed under his neck, the big boss was not in a hurry, what was his second boss anxious?

When Ye Cong returned to the village, the sky was completely dark.

Xinya had been standing in the doorway under the big cotton-padded jacket her mother gave her, but from the morning to the afternoon, and from the afternoon to the evening, people still did not return.

Did you go back?

"Sister, are you waiting for your brother-in-law?" Xin Miao came out of the house and jumped in front of the sprout. He smiled and said that he could finally call his brother-in-law.

"What are you talking about?" Xinya sneered at her sister, blushing slightly.

Fortunately, it is night, and others cannot see it.

Xin Miao lipped her lips slightly, but when she was about to say something, she saw Ye Cong, who was gesturing at her not far away. Xin Miao immediately noticed and looked back at Sprout, "Mom asked me to call you and say something happened. you."

"Ah?" Xinya looked at her sister, wondering what her mother told her to do, and had no doubt about her sister's words.

Xinmiao watched Xinya turn around, and hurried over, whispering, "Brother-in-law."

Ye Cong feels that apart from the new shoots, all of them are human essences. I do n’t know how that girl grew up so naturally.

Ye Cong handed over the cake in his hand to Xinmiao, "You hide this first."

"Understood, brother-in-law, come in, my sister has been waiting for you all day." Xin Miao said with a smile, carefully holding the cake in her hand.

The festival of birthdays does not exist in the concept of their countryman, so my mother did not think about having a birthday for her sister today.

But the brother-in-law is different. The cake shop in their county will not open the door during the New Year, so the brother-in-law must have gone to the city.

Hey--

It would be nice if she could find someone like her brother-in-law later.

Xinmiao entered the house quietly by herself, and put the cake in the corner of the kitchen.

Ye Cong came back and mentioned some fruits in addition to the cake, because he found that the new home did not even have fruits.

When Xin Chuang saw Ye Cong coming back, she felt excited but embarrassed to speak. It made people feel comfortable looking at it.

Ye Cong withdrew his gaze on the sprout and placed the fruit in his hand on the table. "Today just down the mountain, I drove out to buy some fruit. The weather is cold, so I can put more time."

"Are you going to the city?" Xinya exclaimed, this back and forth is a day, and still have to go up the mountain, no wonder he came back so late.

Ye Cong knew she was shocked not because he went to the city to buy fruits, but because he didn't take her with him.

Otherwise, why is this annoying look?

Ye Cong reached out and touched her head in the past, and was assured that she was no longer hot.

"How expensive are the fruits now, what are you doing with them?" Mom Sprout looked at the table full of fruits, and it didn't work right away. How much did it cost to add up these fruits?

Sprout landed on Ye Cong's arm with both hands and looked back on tiptoe. Apple banana dragon fruit, kiwi grape and mango, such a large bag, estimated to cost three or four hundred dollars, no wonder her mother was distressed.

But think about Ye Cong staying in a hotel for tens of thousands a night. These hundreds of dollars are really not worth money.

"Auntie, I don't have much money. It's good for me to eat more fruits." Ye Cong said, looking down at the sprouts. "When I came back, I saw some regular deliveries on the fruit store. Are there any in your county?"

Xinya blinked and pulled a hand of Ye Cong, smiling at his father and mother more than crying, and then dragged Ye Cong back to the room.

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