Seventy is so sweet, she married the toughest guy and was pampered

Ling Shuoye nodded, "My name is Zhang Guoxiang, right?"

The person said: "My name is Zhang Guoxiang, but this property involves some legal issues. It was donated to her by the plaintiff. We may take it away after we complete the procedures."

"You didn't see her today?" Ling Shuoye felt strange.

But it's also expected.

At first, Aunt Zhang persuaded her to go home, but Zhang Guoxiang wanted to stay in the city. She was a clever and hard-working girl, but the atmosphere in the city infected her and turned Zhang Guoxiang into a A person who is indolent and has a small belly.

She is careless and full of intrigues.

After rejecting her mother's suggestion, Zhang Guoxiang prepared to go all the way to the dark side. Now she was finally discovered and sued by her original wife. The result of the lawsuit is cruel, and everything given by Hong Kong people may be returned free of charge.

As a result, Zhang Guoxiang was about to leave the house. The personnel handling the case did not see Zhang Guoxiang, but they said: "During the litigation period, when the summons is received, she must arrive. If you want to see her, she will be there at the end of the month." We can meet her smoothly, hey, why bother? What can’t a young and beautiful girl do? She has to be someone else’s second wife and mistress.”

The two of them lamented endlessly, both of them felt that Zhang Guoxiang was not worth it.

Zhang Guoxiang herself, on the other hand, was bullied in the street last time. She thought that the lesson was over, but she didn't know that it was still in the ascendant. If she didn't leave Luo City for one day, the other party would torture her even harder.

Zhang Guoxiang was almost kicked out of the house today.

In fact, it was indeed time for a head-on confrontation. This group of vicious people broke in in groups, and the man leading them looked like a bandit.

He held a heavy ax in his hand, and after knocking two or three times, the door lock clicked. The nanny heard the sound and hurriedly went to check. As for Zhang Guoxiang herself, she was sitting leisurely by the floor-to-ceiling window with the help of outside Read in soft light.

Recently, she has become obsessed with foreign romance novels.

She was looking at Jane Eyre, but there were screams outside, followed by the chubby nanny who quickly rushed into the house and called out, "Miss Bai."

The voice was shaking with fear.

The hoarse voice made Zhang Guoxiang understand that something dangerous might be about to happen.

A group of people broke in immediately. Zhang Guoxiang stood up slightly when he saw the curly-haired woman, and the hardcover book in his hand hit the ground with a bang.

The woman didn't even look at her. She looked around the furnishings in the room casually, as if she was thinking about something. Finally, the curly-haired woman chuckled and said, "Should you get out or should I ask you to go out?"

The smell of gunpowder is very strong.

The nanny was so frightened that she lowered her head and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Zhang Guoxiang raised his eyes and looked at the fierce short-haired woman opposite. She did not look very good-looking. She even had old wrinkles crawling at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. These wrinkles made her look even uglier. She had thick lips. people.

The skin is not very fair, and the bags under the eyes are quite big.

Standing opposite her, anyone with a discerning eye could clearly see that Zhang Guoxiang was indeed much prettier than his original wife.

She had no intention of leaving, with a contemptuous sneer on her lips, extremely arrogant, "This is my home."

"Your home?" The woman put her hands on her hips - "You really put powder into the coffin - you are so shameless, your home? Why is this your home? Let me tell you, my Lao He has been ill recently, and now I am responsible for taking it back The things he gave to you stinky bitches, whatever is yours and his, are mine."

The curly-haired woman pointed at herself, "Get out."

Zhang Guixiang today is naturally different from what she was then.

How could it be possible for her to get out?

"It's you who should get out. This is my home. No matter how I got this house, this is my home." Zhang Guoxiang also wanted to reason properly.

At least argue with reason.

But the curly-haired girl didn't have the patience to listen to what she said. The curly-haired girl suddenly turned around and gave the entourage a look, and the entourage immediately surrounded her from all directions.

This group of people were well-trained and surrounded Zhang Guoxiang in Gaixin. The surrounded Zhang Guoxiang felt an unprecedented sense of fear and oppression. She changed color in horror and asked sternly: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" The other side sneered, "Take off your clothes and throw them out."

Zhang Guoxiang was so distracted that she pointed at the stinky men opposite, "Whoever comes near me today, I will, I will..." When she saw a fruit knife on the table, she immediately grabbed it and pointed it at the opposite side in a mighty manner.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

It was obvious that she was a pediatrician. As for the curly-haired girl, she was unwilling to continue looking at her. Instead, she turned around and walked out the door. Zhang Guoxiang stabbed the dagger in her hand, as if she was preparing to kill someone and silence her.

But she was controlled by the man after just one move. The man grabbed her hand. At this moment, Zhang Guoxiang shuddered. Then, even she herself didn't understand what he had done to her.

At this critical moment, Zhang Guoxiang felt the world spinning. When the world returned to its previous position, she screamed and her back hit the cold and hard floor hard.

Today, she wore a very casual mulberry silk dress. The dress was like a piece of cloth wrapped around her body. The man pulled hard, and the piece of cloth disappeared from her body smoothly.

The man smiled lustfully.

The next moment, no matter how much Zhang Guoxiang punched and kicked him, she was thrown out. With a bang, someone closed the door and tied the door knocker with wire.

She staggered to her feet and looked inside in fear. Several men under the eaves were making faces at her. Zhang Guoxiang did not dare to compete with them. She sighed and limped away into the distance.

She didn't expect that she would be in such a mess. It would be fine if the breeding farm was gone. Now her so-called "home" was gone too. She wanted to contact the people of Hong Kong.

But in fact, I also understand that what will happen even if I get in touch? In his house, it was obvious that the Hong Kong people had no say. Everyone saw Zhang Guoxiang leaving pitifully with her arms on her shoulders. The Hong Kong businessman’s wife breathed a sigh of relief. She lit a cigarette, as if she was enjoying the incense. God, she took a slow puff, seeming to be caught in some complicated emotions.

At this moment, what was echoing in her mind was the memory of the two of them working hard together to start a business.

I thought fate had bound the two of them tightly together, but what is the reality?

The two of them had lived together for many years, but the subordinate looked at her silence, then pointed outside and reported that the matter had been resolved. The curly-haired woman blinked slowly.

"Eleven years, eleven years." The curly-haired woman took a deep breath, her eyes darkened, and continued talking to herself.