But what does it matter? Even if she doesn’t recognize Jiang Hao as a scum today, what does it matter? He just doesn’t want her. His divorce attitude is as decisive and heartless as his style.
Suddenly the phone rang "Hello?"
"Hello, Mrs. Jiang, I’m from the photo studio. I contacted the head of Jiang earlier to pick up the wedding photos. I said I would pick them up at noon that day, but I haven’t come yet. Why don’t you give me an address and send them to your door?"
It’s ironic. What wedding photos are you taking when you’re getting divorced?
"No, those photos are gone. You can do whatever you want."
"Ah, Mrs. Jiang, don’t be ridiculous."
Qiao Xinwei primly said, "Then you’d better confirm with Chief Jiang."
"I called him."
"Then listen to my photo and don’t want it." I can’t sayno. My heart hurts too much. She hangs up before crying.
Her heart trembled involuntarily, and no matter how hard she pressed it, she couldn’t help it, as if she were tearing at the meat.
In the afternoon, the haze finally dispersed. In the sky, Wan Liyun was very comfortable with that trace of spring breeze. Qiao Xinwei simply packed up a bag and went out.
Looking up, the sky is clean without any impurities, and I don’t know what’s in the distant universe. Now the worst time for her to lose her marriage and unemployment is now, and it will be better to look forward.
I walked out of the subway for about five minutes and finally arrived at the gate of Jiang Hao, but? ? I seem to have come at a bad time, she thought
Section 123
A white limousine driver stopped at the entrance of Jiang’s house, trotted in the back seat, knocked on the door, bowed his body and raised his hand to invite the people inside out.
Who is such a big name? It turned out that Xiao Tianai changed her car again.
Qiao Xinwei looked at her from a distance and had the idea of going back, saying that she had a bag or that she didn’t care. She really didn’t want to face the pain directly.
Just as she was about to leave, Jiang’s iron gate suddenly came, and immediately Lin Caiyin scolded, "Do you have the face to find a smoker? Don’t be disgusting, I’ll get out."
Lin Cai’s voice is loud, and it’s quiet around this time. Qiao Xinwei can hear it clearly.
"I won’t do anything to you without A Hao and the old man’s support. I tell you that I have never seen such a shameless person like you in my life. If you dare to enter my Jiangmen, you should be prepared to be read by me. You are a baiwenhang. Don’t get dirty and get out of my house."
Qiao Xinwei was very surprised that Jiang Hao wanted a divorce and her father-in-law agreed with Xiao Tianai.
Sometimes I can’t guess. These elders think that when she divorced, her mother-in-law said that stopping her mother-in-law would do this. It must be my father-in-law’s will. Jiang Hao’s official career can’t be divorced. Don’t divorce until Xiao Tianai succeeds.
But now that my father-in-law has agreed, it’s only temporary that my mother-in-law doesn’t agree. She doesn’t understand whether divorce has no effect on Jiang Hao’s official career now. Does Xiao Tianai do all those immoral things now?
Hehe, I can’t help myself. It’s true love, but it’s so sexual.
Xiao Tianai was euphemistically scolded and laughed. She said softly, "Auntie, I know you are angry. It’s all my fault. You don’t like me to come, so I’ll go. Don’t be angry with yourself."
So Xiao Tianai went away in a friendly way.
Lin Caiyin stepped out of the door and pointed to the rear of the car to scold "Never harm people"
She saw this leap, far away from Joe’s heart, and this Joe’s heart was not to go, nor not to go
Lin Caiyin waved and said, "Since I’m here, come in. Your father just wants to talk to you."
Joe heart only can’t crustily skin of head, "mom? ？” I think it’s wrong. I shouldn’t call somebody else’s mother "aunt?" ？” It’s awkward
Lin Caiyin also feels awkward. "You can call it whatever you want before you leave, unless you look down on us old couple from the bottom of your heart."
Qiao Xinwei smiled and her mother-in-law also had a lovely side. "Mom, I just came to see you and Dad. No other meaning. This may be the last time."
Lin Caiyin didn’t say anything about "come in" with a deep sigh.
"En"
At home, it is still the same. In the courtyard, the buds of the winter jasmine are blooming early, but more flowers are blooming in clusters, which are particularly beautiful.
Jiang Zhizhong is reading a newspaper in the house. There is no expression on his mahjong face for a hundred years. Now he has added a pair of reading glasses. Seeing Qiao Xinwei, Jiang Zhizhong took off his glasses and put away the newspaper "Xin Wei came in and sat down."
For the first time, Lin Caiyin actually poured tea.
"Thank you mom? ? Dad, you have something to say to me. "I don’t want to detour or make it difficult for the elderly."
Jiang Zhizhong sighed and said slowly, "I’ve always wanted to call you, but I’m afraid you’re in a bad mood these days." ? Didn’t sleep well? "
People don’t believe it when they say yes. Joe has to smile bitterly.
"Good boy, we Jiang Gu sorry for you."
Jiang Zhizhong’s old voice with an old soldier’s serious and plain words actually has a tear-poor force. Joe’s eyes are red when he is passive. "Dad, I’m sorry, I have Jiang Hao. You said that Jiang’s family can’t afford it."
Jiang Zhizhong was silent. A few lines on his head made him look deeper and more serious like a knife.
Silent for a long time, Lin Caiyin couldn’t sit still. "What are you trying to say, old man?"
Jiang Zhizhong glared at his wife, and Lin Caiyin said with a friendly voice, "Please ink slowly."
Jiang Zhizhong swallowed a few words on his lips and finally said, "You have to believe A Hao, and his heart is also very contradictory and painful."
"Dad, what do you want me to believe in him? Do you believe that he didn’t cheat? He has admitted that he will divorce me. Do you believe it or not?"
Jiang Zhizhong is speechless. He can’t say it and he doesn’t know how to say it. "What are you going to do next?"
"I haven’t decided to get the formalities done first. I have to come one by one and talk about it afterwards."
"If you encounter any difficulties or need anything, you can come home to us at any time."
Qiao Xinwei smiled gently. "Many people around Dad told me this. Do you all think I am particularly pitiful?" Before Jiang Zhizhong said, "I have nothing to do with who I am good at marrying and who I am bad at marrying. To put it bluntly, it is not a choice. Our divorce is also a choice."
Chapter seventy-two You are more pleasing to the eye in a wheelchair