Male God Please Lie Down

It's really very happy.

The two of them are here Qingming, me and me, and Ding Qingming sees all this in his eyes.

Hehe, do you want to continue to be together?

It's not that simple anymore.

Ding Qingming asked the driver to find the man who married Bu Mianmian, Zhao Yongqiang.

Ding Qingming sat in the car, and soon the driver brought Zhao Yongqiang over.

Zhao Yongqiang was also stunned. After getting in the car, he saw Ding Qingming sitting there, very surprised.

This eldest lady, why are you looking for him?

However, Zhao Yongqiang is still very self-aware, and he certainly doesn't think about it.

"Miss!"

Zhao Yongqiang sat in the car and nodded respectfully to Ding Qingming.

"You are Bu Mianmian's husband."

Ding Qingming asked, with a photo in her finger.

"Yes!"

Zhao Yongqiang was also slightly surprised, looking at the photo in her hand.

This lady, why bother to investigate yourself.

"Miss, you..."

Zhao Yongqiang was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Ding Qingming's approach meant.

"Here!"

Ding Qingming gave Zhao Yongqiang a photo of Bu Mianmian and Ying Yizhe meeting and embracing each other.

"This...damn woman."

Zhao Yongqiang's angry face was blue, and the **** woman had already felt that something was wrong with her. It turned out that she was cuckolding herself.

"She is going to divorce you!"

Ding Qingming spoke slowly, looking at Zhao Yongqiang's expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"I won't divorce her for this March, and it's not her plan to get divorced or not."

Zhao Yongqiang said fiercely, tightening his fingers slightly before pinching the photo.

"What if this man gives you money!?"

Ding Qingming asked again.

"Forehead--"

Zhao Yongqiang was slightly startled, a little lost, if he gave him money, he would definitely be asking for money.

The dead woman is so dirty, he definitely doesn't want it.

Just forget it if you take the money and leave.

Zhao Yongqiang doesn't care about other things, **** **** woman.

"I will give you money, no matter how much that man gives you, I will be more than him, you just have to remember this."

Ding Qingming threw an envelope over.

Zhao Yongqiang took the envelope, a thin layer.

He opened the envelope and saw a check inside, which was for two hundred thousand.

"This is a deposit. Anyway, I will tell you how much the man gives you, and I will only give you more. In addition, Bu Mianmian is your woman. You are a healthy man, how can you tolerate his cheating wife? ?"

Ding Qingming asked with raised eyebrows.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao Yongqiang nodded, stretched out his hand and squeezed the envelope tightly.

"Since you know, what should you do after you know it!"

Ding Qingming asked again, her eyes lowered, and she looked at her fingers.

"I know, but..."

Zhao Yongqiang wanted to ask her why, but he was afraid of being abrupt.

At this time, hesitated to speak again.

"Why should I deal with them like this? It's a secret!"

Ding Qingming finished speaking slowly, then closed his eyes.

Zhao Yongqiang looked at Ding Qingming like this, and he didn't want to ask more at the moment.

Intuition has remained silent now.

He squeezed the envelope and looked at Ding Qingming again.

"Thank you Miss Ding for giving me this opportunity to vent my anger."

Zhao Yongqiang nodded slightly to Ding Qingming, and got out of the car.

Seeing that Zhao Yongqiang got out of the car, the driver also came up.