Chapter 133 (1/2)

Hearing this, Tang Xinyue was silent.

”Xiao Nian, I try my best to hide it. However, as you know, Wen Qing is particularly concerned about your situation. I'm afraid I can't hide it. ”

At the beginning of summer, Nian was silent for a while, ”whether he can hide it or not, I hope he can know later, just later.”

”I see.”

Tang Xinyue nodded his head.

At night, Tang Xinyue and early summer Nian sleep in the same bed. They seem to have been separated for a long time and hold each other tightly.

Early summer Nian tightly hugged Tang Xinyue around her, like a child without a sense of security, curled up together.

Her mind is full of memories of Leng Jiting's indifference in the Civil Affairs Bureau today.

She clenched her fist. Today, I really hurt the second young master, didn't I?

But I have to do this. If I don't, how can I get Xia group and Xia family back?

”Xiao Nian, although I don't know why you want to do this, I don't know what you want to do. But I, Tang Xinyue, will always be with you, so you don't have to worry. ”

Tang Xinyue's hand gently patted on her back, ”so go to bed early.”

In the hall on the other side, Liu Jinnian silently looked at the tablet in his hand and looked at Leng Jiting, who didn't speak all day and had a cold face.

Anyone can see that Leng Jiting is in a very bad mood today.

”Ji Ting, tomorrow, my sister-in-law will hold a wedding with Xiao Aojing...”

Although he felt it cruel to say such words to Leng Jiting, he still said it.

What he didn't expect was that Nian got divorced today at the beginning of summer, and he could have a wedding with other men tomorrow.

Leng Jiting seemed to have no expression, but his back was stretched straight, and the green tendons on his palm jumped up one by one.

”Ji Ting, as long as you say you want to get your sister-in-law back, then I'll prepare for tomorrow's wedding immediately.”

Liu Jinnian seriously looked at the man in the wheelchair in front of him and asked.

As long as he says so, he can arrange it now.

Leng Jiting sat in a wheelchair and couldn't see any reaction: ”No.”

Two words answered his question.

Leng Lingfeng was eating fruit and shook his head: ”my poor brother, you are really a poor worm. It's hard for his wife to marry other men the next day after divorce? ”

”But also, these are your retribution. Don't forget, you are a disaster star, a disaster star carrying the most important life. Therefore, everything now is the retribution you should accept. ”

Speaking of this, Leng Lingfeng's face changed.

He threw the fruit directly on the ground, then stood up, slightly bent down and put his hands on the armrest of his wheelchair.

”Your fate now, your no right to be a second young master, your legs, including the woman you lost, are your retribution. And your retribution will never stop. This is what you should bear! ”

Leng Jiting lightly raised his face and looked at the man in front of him.

”After all these years, brother, haven't you put it down?”

”Or do you think I haven't paid enough for so many years?”

Leng Lingfeng kicked open a valuable vase.

The vase fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces: ”enough? How? If it weren't for you! How did she die? If it weren't for you, how could she die? Therefore, it will never be enough! ”

He raised his hand and slapped Leng Jiting in the face.