Chapter 482

There are always some people in the world who are unhappy in life. They lie low outside and flatter themselves. They suppress the darkness in their hearts and have no place to vent. In order to escape their incompetence, they find a sense of existence in close people.

Sometimes this role is a parent, or a child, or a wife.

Qin Fengjiao assumed this tragic role, because there was no one in her mother's family and she was a foreign household. She was not only bullied, beaten and abused by her husband, wantonly insulted, but also ruthlessly squeezed by all kinds of people.

Even at the moment when she decided to turn around, even her son Zhang didn't think so. She thought she was just losing her temper and would come back soon.

So the message Qin Qing brought blew up the inside and outside of the noodle shop like thunder.

"Ha ha, nothing?" Qin Qing chuckled and gave a key word. After chewing and understanding for a while, you said, "if you mean money, don't worry. The most important thing I need is money."

The long-term poverty makes the family's feelings all based on money. The uncle does business and the uncle's mother's family is rich. Anyone with some capital can climb on Qin Fengjiao's head.

Today she wants them to taste the feeling of being crushed under their feet.

Zhang Quan choked on this sentence, and his face turned red quickly. Maybe people broke out at a critical juncture, his brain turned faster than usual, and soon calmed down, "You are just an adopted orphan. Your uncle has the obligation to take care of you, but he has no obligation to take care of a woman who is not related to her. Little girl, I don't blame me for reminding you that you are harming her and still breaking up other people's families. Fengjiao doesn't want to divorce at all."

More than ten years of marriage have come. If you want to run, you'll run away. Now the children are so old, can you say to go? How can it be so easy.

"Yes, I'm still here. Can my mother still want me? Qin Qing, hand over my mother quickly. You don't have a mother and want to break up other people. Are you sick!" Zhang Quan's reaction is bigger than his father. Even if he doesn't look up to his cowardly and beaten mother, he knows that only his mother can be trusted.

His clamor aroused the dissatisfaction of the skeleton team. One by one, they got out of the car and followed into the store.

"You, what do you want to do? Bully more and bully less. Be careful. I'll call the police now." Zhang Quan is a typical bully who is soft and afraid of hard. He speaks tough. In fact, he has long had a cold sweat on his back.

"Call the police? Well, it depends on whether the police come quickly or you die quickly." one of the team members sneered and didn't care like hearing a joke.

Zhang Quan knew that these local forces were not easy to provoke, but he didn't know that they were so lawless that he completely turned pale. "Qin Qing, if my mother knew you brought someone to beat me, she wouldn't forgive you."

Going around, I finally sought my mother's protection.

Qin Qing felt ridiculous and motioned others to be calm. She didn't intend to talk nonsense with the zhangjias. She said directly, "I just came to deliver things today to ensure the safety of Ms. Qin's property. Believe it or not... You'll know later."

With that, she went into the kitchen, boiled water, took out the tea set, and made tea leisurely under the scene of the stalemate between the two sides.

The members of the team are mostly gangsters who grew up in the alley. They usually drink and eat meat. They rarely see such elegant and exquisite work. They feel fresh for a moment, so they really should come to dinner. They sit around the girl in twos and threes and drink tea.

"It's really fragrant. I haven't seen any tea. It's so beautiful to make tea." while smelling the aroma of tea, they watched the girl's movements. They only thought the tea was beautiful. The people who made tea were dignified and elegant, with a rhyme that was separated from the bone phase.

It's like... It's like a girl from a boudoir.

Qin Qing was familiar with traditional culture and cultivated his self-cultivation from his tea making skills for many years. He introduced several common tea varieties to them at the scene.

The Zhangjia people clung to one side like wooden stakes. They didn't dare to walk or move. They were angry and bent. They saw a car coming towards this side from a distance. They thought they were eating guests and were going to send a distress signal secretly.

Who ever thought that as soon as the door was opened, the person who came down was Yue Chengzhi, who had not seen for many days.

"Lao Zhao doesn't have time. Let me bring you the documents and give you a hand." Yue Chengzhi is also straight hearted and pokes the key points. The last half sentence sweeps the corners of his eyes and sweeps to the people of Zhangjia.

The people of Zhangjia who realized that the snow was getting worse shook together, especially Zhang Quan, who had seen Yue Chengzhi's skills, was so frightened that he went straight into the crowd.

"That's just right. I have something to tell you. But..." Qin Qing handed over a cup of tea, paused, raised his eyebrows and eyes gently and said, "solve the little trouble first."

As soon as the voice fell, before Zhang Huashan reacted, a black and white document was thrown in front of him.

A few big words at the top of the file came into view.

"Divorce agreement?! it's really......" several Zhangjia people were shocked when they saw the title. When they looked down, their eyes were staring and almost took off the window. "Look, Qin Fengjiao has signed."

After spending more than ten years together, Zhang Huashan still recognized the handwriting of the person beside his pillow. But now staring at the handwriting in the column of divorcees, I feel strange.

That woman dares to divorce her!

"No, no, my mother won't do that." Zhang Quan grabbed the document, looked around and couldn't find the focus, and muttered, "what about me, what should I do?"

"You have reached the age of 18, and your parents have no obligation to support you. According to the economic conditions of both sides, you belong to Zhang Jia." Qin Qing smiled to solve the legal blindness, and finally added: "but aunt Fengjiao asked me to give you a chance to reform. You don't have to pay back the 100000 yuan you owed before."

As long as he is willing to quit gambling, a young man with hands and feet will not starve to death as long as he has his job.

This is the maximum tolerance Qin Qing can give, but this condition obviously can't touch Zhang Quan who lost his top beam and lost his mind.

Suddenly, Zhang Huashan, stunned, snatched the agreement and tore it to pieces with all his strength.

"Now I have no work and nothing. She wants to live a good life by herself. There is no door." he gasped, gnashing his teeth, and saw his despicable nature at a glance at the end of the road. "It's OK to get a divorce. Let her give me another 500000 plus this shop, otherwise I won't sign when I die."

Since he wants to leave, he will pluck the wool off the sheep. Half a million, as much as you have.

Looking at the greed and despicability on his face, Qin Qing lowered her eyes and flashed a sneer on her lips, "you can't say death casually."