Fragrant Spring -

Qiaoying was thinking about it when suddenly a car horn honked from behind, causing her shoulders to shake and she stepped aside. Looking back, she saw that the person who sounded the car horn was He Bingchang who she was waiting for. He Bingchang was wearing a police uniform and wearing a

Steel Hat, driving a two-wheeled motorcycle, parked next to Qiaoying.

Qiaoying pressed her chest several times, which was pounding wildly, and said angrily: "You are going to die. Turn on the speaker so loudly, do you want to scare my courage out of me?" Maybe she found out that He Bingchang was the benefactor of her family, and added that

He Bingchang was a police officer, so it was a bit inappropriate to scold him like this. Qiaoying then said, "Aren't you at work? Why did you come back so quietly?"

Qiaoying scolded He Bingchang, but He Bingchang was not angry. He said without much expression on his face: "Who is silent? Why are you silent? I scared you out of your wits." He Bingchang never thought of scaring Qiaoying.

It is normal for cars to honk their horns in the city. Qiaoying lives in the mountains all year round, so she does not often hear this kind of horn sound, and she is really not paying attention, so she was frightened.

"I was asking if you weren't at work. Why are you back? You haven't answered me yet." Qiaoying no longer scolded He Bingchang, but her words were still sharp.

He Bingchang was still sitting on the motorcycle, pushing the ground with his feet, moved the motorcycle to the door of his house, took out the key and opened the door and said, "It's none of your business whether I go to work or not!" He Bingchang was a policeman, and he was the only one to interrogate him.

Others, who else is questioning him? He didn't like Qiaoying's tone very much. After opening the door, he drove his motorcycle into the house without asking Qiaoying to come in and sit.

Qiaoying slapped the stinky smoke from the motorcycle's pipe a few times with her hands, followed He Bingchang into the house, and said in a louder tone: "Why are you speaking so hastily? I didn't mess with you. You are so angry."

What kind of nerves do you have?" Qiaoying is also a fierce person. She wants to talk to He Bingchang properly. If He Bingchang doesn't talk to her properly, she will naturally confront He Bingchang.

He Bingchang did not answer Qiaoying. He stopped his motorcycle and walked upstairs. Qiaoying followed her regardless of so many things. He Bingchang walked to the bedroom door, grabbed the doorknob, and looked back.

He glanced at Qiaoying, then let go of the doorknob and turned to the living room on the side. He Bingchang wanted to go into the room to sleep. He thought that there was Qiaoying behind him, so he went into the room to sleep. It was a bit inappropriate to leave Qiaoying here alone.

Just entered the living room.

Qiaoying followed He Bingchang into the living room. Without asking He Bingchang to greet him, she put the bag of wood bamboo fruits on the coffee table and sat down on the soft sofa. Qiaoying asked: "Where is my sister-in-law? Isn't she at home?

?”

He Bingchang still didn't answer, he just stared at the bag on the coffee table, wondering what was inside.

Qiaoying also noticed He Bingchang's gaze, and quickly opened the mouth of the bag, revealing the golden wood bamboo fruits inside, and said: "I don't have anything good to give you, so I picked some wild fruits and gave them to your daughter to try."

, I don’t know if she likes to eat it, if she doesn’t like it, just throw it away.”

"You came to my place just for this fruit?" He Bingchang said still unfriendly.

"Of course not, I'm here to pay you back." Qiaoying said, turning her body to face He Bingchang, took out the money from her trouser pocket, and handed it to He Bingchang.

It had been less than a month since he lent money to Qiaoying, but he took out the money and returned it to him so deliberately. He Bingchang felt that he had misjudged Qiaoying before. It seems that Qiaoying is not like those naughty people, but has a hot temper.

It's just spicy. He Bingchang suppressed his expression of being owed a hundred and ninety-seven thousand by others, and said apologetically: "Just put it on the table. I had a bad temper just now, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, it's okay, who dares to offend you, Captain He..." Qiaoying said halfway, then paused and then said, "Captain He?"

He Bingchang did not pick up the money Qiaoying put on the coffee table, but lazily leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said sadly: "No one messed with me, I messed with myself!"

It sounds strange that he provoked himself. Qiaoying felt that there seemed to be something different about He Bingchang this time when he met He Bingchang. What was the specific difference? It was not just the indifference to others just now. Qiaoying raised her eyebrows

After staring at He Bingchang for a while, he noticed that He Bingchang was much thinner than the last time we met, and he also felt much more haggard. Then he looked at the living room of He Bingchang's house. It was a mess, with clothes and shoes scattered everywhere, and on the coffee table.

They were all covered with a fine layer of dust, and you could write on them with your fingers. It was obvious that no one had taken care of them for a long time.

Qiaoying looked around again, and couldn't find any trace of a woman's life in the whole house. Could it be that He Bingchang and his wife... Qiaoying didn't want to think about it anymore. No matter how annoying He Bingchang was, he was also the benefactor of his family. Qiaoying

Ying didn't want to think about his benefactor looking in this direction.

The air seemed to be stuck with glue, so heavy that it almost made your heart burst. After a long silence, Qiaoying asked cautiously: "Sister-in-law..."

He Bingchang still had his eyes closed, and he didn't bother to raise his eyelids. He interrupted Qiaoying and said: "Divorced, the child is with her." Qiaoying has asked this question twice, and there is no need for He Bingchang to hide it from Qiaoying.

A divorce is a divorce, it's no big deal, so what does it matter if you tell Qiaoying? Besides, as long as you pay a little attention to the scene in this house, you will know that the mistress is no longer here.

Sure enough, things developed in a direction that Qiaoying didn't want to think about. Qiaoying let out a soft sound, followed by another long silence. The air was even more uncomfortable than before, just like the sky before a heavy rain in summer.

Qiaoying sat opposite He Bingchang. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say. She didn't even know where to put her hands. Qiaoying wanted to leave, but she felt that it wasn't appropriate to leave like this. Why don't she go and stay with He Bingchang like this?

Sitting there won't do anything for him.

He Bingchang kept his eyes closed and remained motionless. He didn't know if he was asleep. He Bingchang himself was living and drinking outside, but he couldn't tolerate his wife having an affair with other men. After he found his wife sleeping with the vice president that day, he was alone

He didn't go to work for a week and didn't say a word to his wife. A week later, he talked to his wife once and filed for divorce. His wife was very straightforward. Knowing that it had reached this point, she forcibly saved the broken marriage. Then

It didn't make any sense anymore, so she agreed to He Bingchang. She didn't want anything from the family property, but she only asked her daughter to stay with her. He Bingchang thought that it was not very convenient for him to be a grown man with a daughter, so he agreed. He Bingchang after the divorce
Chapter completed!