In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Zhao Changying sat on the sofa in a daze.

On the TV, there was still an old idol drama played by Han Laomo. The sound was noisy and lively, but Zhao Changying's heart was extremely confused.

This iron lady can be calm and relaxed when facing any difficult work.

But tonight, she was in chaos.

Before the old man left, he warned her not to create extraneous matters or create trouble behind her back.

She verbally agreed.

But in my heart, I didn’t agree.

After thinking for a long time, she picked up her cell phone and called Mrs. Han.

Although it was getting late, Mrs. Han got through the call immediately.

"Hey."

Mrs. Han's plain voice sounded.

Can't hear the anger.

"We remarried." Zhao Changying said bluntly.

"I know." Mrs. Han curled her lips. "You really think it doesn't matter if I don't have anyone in the capital?"

Zhao Changying did not talk back, but frowned and said, "But tonight, he carried a knife and went out alone."

"If you don't reflect on this kind of thing yourself, do you still have the nerve to tell me?" Mrs. Han raised her voice, and her mood seemed unstable. "What, you want me to help you call your husband home?"

Zhao Changying took a deep breath and still didn't talk back.

"He didn't let me follow him," Zhao Changying said.

"When men do things, they really don't like women to cause trouble." Mrs. Han was a good puncher.

But before Zhao Changying could say anything, Mrs. Han said again: "But you are a strong lady in the capital. You just do what others say? Do you have no ideas or no brains?"

"You don't know your son yet?" Zhao Changying bit his lip. "He is very timid outside and pretends to be a man in front of me."

"If I don't listen to him, he will dare to divorce me tomorrow."

"You are slandering my son." Mrs. Han curled her lips. "He is timid outside, but even more timid in front of you."

"Just do whatever you want."

Mrs. Han said calmly: "He wants to divorce you because of this matter. I will whip him for you."

"You support me?" Zhao Changying was a little confused by this sudden support.

"Nonsense, you are my daughter-in-law and the mother of my precious granddaughter." Mrs. Han curled her lips. "If I don't support you, who will?"

"Then you invited me to dinner and turned the table over?" Zhao Changying said disdainfully.

"Were you two married or having children at that time?" Mrs. Han asked. "It's nothing, why are you pretending in front of me?"

This old lady is... quite snobby.

When you know that you can't be stubborn anymore, you can accept it when it's ready for you.

When you can struggle, go to death.

Very witty.

"Then I'm going?" Zhao Changying asked.

"Hurry up." Mrs. Han said every word. "If my son dies, you can bury him with him. I can save a grave and an urn."

"He won't die." Zhao Changying said with cold eyes. "My husband, Zhao Changying, will definitely live a long life."

……

A street full of fireworks.

Brother Zhang invites Xuebao to a barbecue.

On his mobile phone, information provided by Yuan kept coming.

What a famous sword sect, what a bloody incident 30 years ago, what old demon Han was also from a famous sword sect.

What a famous sword sect, the most powerful in China, capable of controlling thunder and lightning, and calling for wind and rain.

"Yuan sister, change your bad habit of bragging." Zhang Ruoyu replied to a WeChat message and sent a bloody knife. "Where are you leaving this martial arts novel with me?"

Before Yuan Mei could reply, Zhang Ruoyu sent another message: "Keep talking, I like to hear it."

After Zhang Ruoyu heard all the information about Yuan Mei's investigation, he couldn't help but glance at Xuebao who was ordering oysters for him.

So it turns out that Old Demon Han has such a hidden identity?

The reason why we started to investigate was because Brother Zhang felt that something was wrong with Old Demon Han today.

Especially that conversation on the doorstep.

Twenty years ago, Zhang’s father and mother had a similar conversation with eight-year-old Brother Zhang.

Then, my parents ran away.

Out of concern for Xuebao, Brother Zhang used strong connections to get to the bottom of it.

Sure enough, if Han Laomo gets married, not only will there be dangers on the surface, but the threats in the dark are even more fatal.

No wonder I have been dawdling for so many years and dare not remarry.

The difficulties and obstacles are astonishingly great.

"Which naughty fox are you talking to?" Xuebao finished ordering his meal and glared at Brother Zhang.

"Mei Yuan, you're such a naughty fox." Zhang Ruoyu tapped the screen and said indifferently.

"Oh." Xuebao twitched the corner of his mouth and curled his lips. "Ask Sister Yuan if you want to come together."

Zhang Ruoyu didn't ask Yuanmei: "Yuanmei said no."

"No face!" Xuebao's pretty face tightened and he gritted his teeth.

"I'm busy." Brother Zhang glanced sideways at Xuebao. "How can you, a third-generation super like you, be born in Rome?"

Xuebao said shyly: "It means my family is a little better off. Brother Zhang, please don't be like this..."

Look at Han Jiangxue's cute and shy look.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

What the fuck is the famous sword sect?

I want to see if your famous sword sect can change the famous sword commander in an instant!

"Brother Zhang, your eyes are so fierce..." Han Jiangxue glanced at Zhang Ruoyu pretending to be cute and said with a frown.

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and opened his thin lips slightly. "Brother Zhang is not being mean to you."

"Don't be aggressive with Sister Yuan." Xuebao coordinated in the middle. "Mei Yuan is so cute, you will scare her."

"Ok."

Zhang Ruoyu nodded lightly: "After eating, go home and go to bed. Brother Zhang has a party tonight."

"Brother Zhang, you are cruel to me again..." Xuebao said aggrievedly.

"What's wrong with you? Can't you be fierce?" Zhang Ruoyu picked up a hot oyster and swallowed it.

"Yes..." Xuebao cooperated very well, blinking his beautiful eyes, his beautiful face was filled with sweet love.

After Zhang Ruoyu finished talking, he found Han Laomo's WeChat account: "Your daughter is too difficult to take care of. You'd better not take away your love. I can't make up for it, and I can't take care of her."