The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Xinya swallowed, and felt better not to speak.

"Brother-in-law, you have taken a good look at my sister, lest one day suddenly get a wind." Xin Miao glanced at her sister and reminded.

Ye Cong thinks this sentence makes sense.

After seeing the relatives of Xinya, Ye Cong felt that the overall situation was good, except for the episode of Auntie.

Xinya and Ye Cong had to go back in the fifth day. They asked Xinmiao and Xinyang, and they had to go back after fifteen.

"If the ticket is not easy to sell, I'll let someone pick you up." Ye Cong took the things prepared by Xinya's mother and said.

"No, I bought the tickets before Xinyang and I returned." Xin Miao said with a smile, although it was more comfortable to go back with her brother-in-law's car, but she felt that this light bulb should not be done well.

Ye Cong nodded and glanced back at someone who couldn't even get the tickets back.

Sprout: "..."

Seeing what she does, is n’t she busy before?

The mother of Xinya brought them a lot of dry goods, Ye Cong took it all, without any kindness, but instead let her mother of Xinya feel more at ease.

At the foot of the mountain, Xinya discovered that Sister Cat had called her a lot.

"What did Sister Cat do on my phone?" Xinya said curiously, intending to return a call to Sister Cat.

"Probably saying to you a happy new year, go back immediately, go back and say." Ye Cong said lightly, probably guessing what happened.

"The same is true," Xinya said, leaning on the back of his chair and holding a mobile phone to surf the Internet, feeling that he had left the world for a long time.

Ye Cong glanced at her, and did not stop her from going online, but continued to drive.

Xinya got on the Weibo trumpet, Ye Cong glanced, "When did you get the trumpet?"

"It's always been there. Sister Cat is afraid that I can't stand the stimulation and send the wrong thing, so I took my Weibo account and I applied for a trumpet. Sister Cat didn't know." Xinya said with a smile , The proud little looks like to say: I told you alone, am I?

Ye Cong glanced at Sprout, not knowing where she came from.

It was just that Ye Cong hadn't said anything to her, and Xinya changed her face first.

"What's wrong?" Ye Cong asked while driving.

"We were photographed when we went to the hotel that day." Xinya said, her face turned white now, and people scolded her that she was used to it, but even Ye Cong was affected by her.

Mainly because the date of the video was when Ye Cong spoke for her that night.

So there was an uproar in the public opinion at the moment, most of them were saying that Ye Cong would not wonder if he would help Xinya to speak. This is the rule of the front foot, and I will speak later, does your face hurt?

This is good to say, and some is unpleasant to say. The hands of the new shoots holding the phone are shaking.

Ye Cong reached out and took the phone, and left it directly behind, "Some of the full keyboards are narrow, who are you? Can you still let them affect you?"

Xinya pursed her lips slightly, her eyes wet, "They are all scolding you."

This is what she was worried about. She was used to it anyway. What she could not bear was the slander of Ye Cong by those people.

Obviously, they did nothing.

Ye Congben also wanted to say that she didn't have a good time. After hearing this sentence, she paused. So, is she worried about herself?

Little girl, will you finally worry about people?

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