On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"Zhuo Ya, what are you doing?"

"It's very simple. You are not allowed to accompany Hua Sheng on the New Year's Eve."

"why?"

"All the pain I've suffered in the past five years has come from you. Why can you spend the New Year with peace of mind, while I have to bear it by myself? You may say I'm selfish, but if you are heartless to the end, just leave and don't care about my life or death. This way, if I die, you will save yourself the trouble."

As Zhuo Ya spoke, she scratched her neck with blood. It was really not just words. Jiang Liu felt that Zhuo Ya was crazy.

In this way, Jiang Liu did not dare to leave, not because he was out of love, but because he was afraid that if Zhuo Ya was really dead, many things would never be solved.

He sent Hua Sheng a WeChat message.

Jiang Liu: Ah Sheng, I'm sorry, I might not be able to go back. Zhuo Ya is threatening her with death, so I'm confronting her.

After Hua Sheng finished reading, he picked up his coat and stood up.

"Mom, I'm going out."

"It's time, where are you going?" Mrs. Jiang wondered.

"I'm going to deliver something to Jiang Liu. Mom, you don't have to wait for us."

"Miss, let me see you off." Chuntao followed behind.

"No, I'll drive myself."

Hua Sheng became more and more independent and drove back and forth by himself. In fact, Hua Sheng drove more steadily than Chuntao. He took Chuntao with him every time because she could also be a bodyguard.

Hua Sheng picked up a long black masked down jacket, without even wearing gloves, and left with only a plastic bag.

The car he drove was a black BMW 7 Series that belonged to the Jiang family's old residence. It was Jiang Liu's father's spare car.

Zhuo Ya's intention is obvious, which is to drag Jiang Liu and cause conflicts between him and Hua Sheng.

Unexpectedly, Hua Sheng drove to the hospital at [-]:[-].

Jiang Liu was stunned when he pushed the door open after a long journey, and Zhuo Ya's expression changed drastically.

"A Sheng, why are you here?"

"I want to spend the New Year's Eve with you. If you can't go back, of course I will come." Hua Sheng smiled.

Jiang Liu raised his hands distressedly and covered Hua Sheng's red ears, "Is it really cold?"

"It's not cold, I'm fine, Mr. Jiang." Hua Sheng raised his hand and placed his hands on the back of Jiang Liu's hand, full of love.

At this time, Zhuo Ya could no longer stand it.

"You are probably afraid that Jiang Liu's old love for me will rekindle. In the final analysis, you still have no confidence, you don't believe in yourself, and you don't believe in Jiang Liu either."

Hearing Zhuo Ya's voice, Hua Sheng let go of Jiang Liu,

She turned her head and looked at Zhuo Ya with a smile, "My husband has already told me about you. It's difficult for you to be alone. It's New Year's Eve, so let's eat some dumplings."

Later, Hua Sheng handed over the plastic bag he was carrying. It was indeed filled with dumplings.

Zhuo Ya was almost furious, and Jiang Liu was very pleased. Hua Sheng's emotional intelligence was indeed very high, and he couldn't accept it.

At this time, the first big bell rang outside the window, reminding the whole Jiangcheng that it was already twelve o'clock.

Hua Sheng put her arms around Jiang Liu's neck and pointed out the window, "Honey, let's watch the fireworks together."

Jiang Liu hugged Hua Sheng, kissed her long hair, and looked out the window, completely ignoring Zhuo Ya's existence.

It was as if they were the only two people in the world.

In the end, they fell in love with the fireworks and celebrated New Year's Eve together. Zhuo Ya's plan was easily resolved by Hua Sheng, and the relationship between Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng only increased.

At the same time, Feng Xi was about to explode.

"Qin Wanyu, how much did you charge in total?" Feng Xi stared at Qin Wanyu with a toothpick in his mouth.

Because Feng's elders thought this was Feng Xi's boyfriend, everyone gave him red envelopes on New Year's Eve. After a while, Qin Wanyu had received dozens of red envelopes and was extremely rich.

"Not too much, not too much, it feels like it's only ten thousand yuan." Qin Wanyu smiled.

"Bring it here and hand it over." Feng Xi waved his hand.

"Why did you hand it in? This is mine?" Qin Wanyu was obviously dissatisfied.