Until Feng Xiulian kicked her out, Wang Huahua was still numb.
How can I get divorced smoothly?
And it was Wen Juan who suggested it!
"This damn woman." Wang Huahua said angrily, "You don't even want to discuss such a big matter with us like divorce."
Not even a word of notification was given.
Do you...do you still have parents like them in your eyes?
"Let's go to her school." Wen Fengqi also had a dark face. He wanted to say a few more words to Zhou Yani just now, but was kicked out by that crazy woman Feng Xiulian.
He wanted to know what was going on!
"Yes," Wang Huahua nodded, "I can't beat this dead woman to death if I see her for a while."
Lu Guozhi has such a good marriage, if he says divorce, he will divorce.
From Wang Huahua's point of view, Guo Anqin put a cuckold on her head that was as green as the prairie. She had endured so many ridicules and shed so many tears at night over the years, but she still gritted her teeth and endured it.
Now, the person standing next to Wen Fengqi is not her Wang Huahua?
Men, how many are not good at that stuff?
But no matter how much she does outside, she is still the original wife when she comes home.
Guo Anqin will always be stepped on by her, and she won't be able to stand tall.
But Wen Juan was fine and divorced her as soon as they disagreed.
Doesn't she know what marrying Lu Guozhi means?
Wang Huahua felt that Wen Juan was completely stupid.
Both of them walked out of Lu Guozhi's house with livid faces.
At this time, Meng Wanfeng was also taken back from Wen Nuan's house by Gu Nanshan, "Today is mom's birthday, just show your face when you go back."
Meng Wanfeng was a little unhappy, especially when she thought that the food she drank was spiked, she felt even more disgusted with the family.
But she also knew that if she didn't go back, those people wouldn't know how to arrange her.
Besides, she also wanted to find an opportunity to catch the person behind the scenes.
But the weekend she had been looking forward to for so long was about to be separated after just one night with her daughter. Meng Wanfeng was a little reluctant to leave.
Wen Nuan patted her hand and said to Gu Nanshan with a smile, "Since it is the elder's birthday, even though Jinchuan is not at home, we still have to be polite."
"Is the banquet being held at the Gu family?" she asked, and then said to Meng Wanfeng, "You go back first, and I will prepare some gifts to celebrate your birthday."
"These are actually our own family members," Gu Nanshan said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come."
"My daughter is not one of my own," Meng Wanfeng said with a cold face, "I will go back with you only after she comes."
Perhaps, the person behind it wouldn't be able to help but take action on an occasion like today, so with warm help, she might be able to catch him.
"Look what you said," Gu Nanshan smiled and said to Wen Nuan, "We will definitely welcome you if you come."
Wen Nuan smiled.
Gu Nanshan must be very welcome, but others may not be.
By coincidence, just as Wen Fengqi and Wang Huahua were walking out of the alley, they happened to see Meng Wanfeng sitting on Gu Nanshan's bicycle not far away. She hurriedly pulled Wen Fengqi aside to avoid it.
"What's wrong?" Wen Fengqi asked.
Could it be those red armbands issued by the street office?
It would be troublesome if you meet these people. Although most of these people are aunts, their eyes are very vicious.
Just when Wen Fengqi was hesitating to run away, he heard Wang Huahua's trembling voice, "Hurry...that...that woman, that's her."
What is she?
"That's her, the warm biological mother." Wang Huahua stamped her feet anxiously, "Let's follow her quickly, maybe... maybe we can find our daughter."
It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get it.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Wang Huahua even felt jealous for a moment.
After so many years, this man still loves this woman so much.
But what about her?
Wang Huahua glanced at Wen Fengqi next to him. Even now, he was still protecting that little bitch Zhou Yani.
Wen Fengqi looked a little strange at her, "What do you think I'm doing? Hurry up and catch up, or you won't be able to catch up."
As soon as he heard that his daughter could be found, Wen Fengqi also became interested.
Besides, Gu Nanshan here has not carried his wife on his bicycle like this for many years, so he deliberately rode very slowly on the road in order to feel more about the atmosphere of this two-person world.
He wanted to talk to Meng Wanfeng, but Meng Wanfeng behind him didn't want to talk to him.
Wang Huahua was almost paralyzed before. Even though he almost recovered later, his movements were still not as agile as before.
"You walk slowly behind, I'll catch up first." Seeing that he was almost out of reach, Wen Fengqi said hurriedly.
Wang Huahua didn't want to, but she had no choice but to gasp and say, "Just pay attention to which house it is."
But you must not let others know, otherwise they will be finished playing.
Wen Fengqi thought she was too verbose and ran away before she could finish speaking.
Behind her, Wang Huahua was not far behind. Of course, she was afraid that Wen Fengqi would find this opportunity to run away and leave her alone in this unfamiliar place.
Finally, after much difficulty, I caught up with Wen Fengqi and saw him hiding furtively, staring at a yard not far away in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Wang Huahua gasped for air and finally calmed down, "Found it?"
She followed Wen Fengqi's line of sight and looked over. The people in front seemed to be setting up a banquet or something. There were a few people standing at the door, and the yard looked very busy.
"Wait a minute." Wen Fengqi's face was solemn and he stared at the door of the house without blinking, "You'll know in a minute."
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a beautiful girl in fashionable clothes standing at the door of the house.
This must be the girl from the host's family, because she is standing at the door to welcome guests.
With every movement of her hands and feet, people can fully appreciate the style of a noble lady from Kyoto.
Many of the receptionists were elders, but she was not timid at all and welcomed the guests in a graceful manner.
"Did you see it?" While Wang Huahua and Yang Jing were staring at the girl, Wen Fengqi was quietly paying attention to her, "Does it look like her?"
Wang Huahua looked up at Wen Fengqi, like?
"I think they are very similar." Wen Fengqi said with a smile, "Look at those eyes and the way he looks when he smiles."
Wang Huahua scratched his head, "Probably so."
To be honest, it was a bit far away and she really couldn't see it that clearly.
At this moment, Wang Huahua suddenly saw the girl running up to Meng Wanfeng with a smile on her face, as if she was saying something, but Meng Wanfeng's expression was always disgusted.
I don't like it very much.
It was just like how she felt when she knew Nuan Nuan was not her child, but she couldn't like him.
"Yes, she must be our daughter." Thinking of this, Wang Huahua said firmly.
At this moment, Wen Fengqi suddenly pulled Wang Huahua to a place where no one was around.