When Jiang Jianjun heard this, the blue veins on his forehead burst, "Let go of me."
His vigorous and agile body began to exert force, trying to break free from the restraint on his body.
But these people hired by He Songbai with high salaries are not vegetarians. One or two people may not be able to beat Jiang Jianjun, but a group of people is more than enough to deal with him.
He Songbai kept Jiang Jianjun pressed, he lit a cigarette beside him, and when he finished smoking, he remembered his object's order to quit smoking. He has quit smoking for many years and has no cigarette case on him, but he was so happy today that he couldn't help taking the bodyguard's cigarette and smoking one. The blood in the whole body was mobilized very excited at this moment, his slender fingers were holding the cigarette, and he looked at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.
He hid in the dark for three years, burying the thread a little bit to make a pile, and when everything was mature, he gently pulled the thread in his hand, and the whole building collapsed. With his patience, he won the game.
The moment He Songbai learned that Zhao Lanxiang was officially divorced, all the bones in his body were loosened.
He glanced at the man who fell to the ground with calm eyes, and his understated voice was full of joy: "Since you are divorced, it's easy to get together. As a man, don't be too ugly."
Jiang Jianjun's face against the ground was half-frozen, and there was a haze in his eyes, "Who are you?"
He Songbai was not at all afraid of him coming to ask for trouble, and generously took out his business card and handed it to him, with a faint smile: "Chairman of 'Xiangbai', He Songbai."
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Zhao Lanxiang was sweating all the way back, and she couldn't help but thank Sister He.
"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out so easily today."
Jiang Jianjun suddenly came to her in a frenzy today, and his words were fierce, which Zhao Lanxiang did not expect. Until now, she still has an unreal feeling. The ex-husband, who has always been cold as a machine without emotion, will one day say that he loves her. This is undoubtedly more ironic to her. She has been good to him for seventeen years, and he is dismissive. The child is gone, the dignity is gone, she has polished the last trace of her feelings, but he regrets it.
"Will you be soft-hearted towards him?" Sister He took out a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a sentence on the white paper and handed it to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang shook his head, "How come."
If a fluttering apology can be exchanged for forgiveness, how can she be worthy of Jiejie who hasn't even had time to look at the world? She will always remember the hurt of this marriage to her, and the hurt of his indifference. It is impossible for a person to be stupid enough to jump into the same pit twice.
That's good. Sister He pursed her lips and smiled lightly.
Her silly little brother has been guarding for so many years, and finally he can keep the clouds open and see the moon.
Sister He paid the final payment for the dress ordered at the ready-to-wear shop. It was a sky blue embroidered evening dress. The funds arrived, which made Zhao Lanxiang, who was in financial distress, relieved.
In order to satisfy her ideal ready-to-wear shop, the cost of opening the store or decorating it has already emptied her savings. If it weren't for the support of Sister He, a generous repeat customer, Zhao Lanxiang would probably have to eat wild vegetables and work hard.
Sister He seemed to understand her difficulties, smiled warmly, and wrote another sentence.
"The clothes are very beautiful. Many people asked me where I bought them, and I said 'Lanxiang'."
The implication is to recommend her ready-to-wear shop, Zhao Lanxiang was very pleasantly surprised.
Sister He didn't stop her pen tip, she paused and wrote again: "If your ex-husband comes to harass you in the future, call me."
"I hate men who bully women the most."
Her heart is very warm, and it is not easy to meet these kind-hearted people after divorce. This made her eyes heat up, and she pursed her lips and said softly, "Thank you, I really appreciate your concern."
"God let me know you, I'm so lucky."
Big Sister He touched her hair and only smiled softly in her heart, silly girl.
Where is God's arrangement? She has to help her brother take care of her daughter-in-law.
Sister He's smile deepened.
"It's not necessary to thank you, why don't you make a meal for me."
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On the weekend, Zhao Lanxiang really invited Sister He, and she started preparing at home early, planning a hearty meal.
Sister He came as promised. She didn't come alone, she brought a thin and elegant man with her. Zhao Lanxiang recognized him and had a relationship a few days ago. He and Sister He helped her stop Jiang Jianjun and solved her embarrassing situation.
Sister He wrote in the small book: "This is my brother, He Songbai."
"This is, Zhao Lanxiang."
The man smiled gently and nodded at her, "Hello."
Zhao Lanxiang sincerely thanked, "Thank you for your help a few days ago, you can sit at will, it's a little early, I'm not ready here."
After she finished speaking, she got into the kitchen and got busy.
He Songbai was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that the first conversation with the subject would end in such a hurry.
Sister He pinched the suit jacket he was wearing and winked at him.
He Songbai strode into the kitchen and glanced at it. The fair-skinned woman was lowering her head and tidying up her apron. She lowered her head slightly, and the light expression on her face was enough to make people who haven't seen it for a long time feel familiar. He Songbai's heart softened, and his nostalgic eyes lingered tightly on her.
"Wait a minute," he said.
Without touching her, he gently tied her apron belt and said with a smile, "I'll help you."
He Songbai honestly took a pot of greens and washed it under the faucet. After washing it, he cleaned the fish. The way he worked in a muffled voice and turned his back to people really didn't make Zhao Lanxiang think about anything else. Zhao Lanxiang only felt very embarrassed, and said repeatedly, "No, no."
"How to make the guests work."
Sister He also entered the kitchen at this time. She helped Zhao Lanxiang to cut green vegetables. He Songbai said happily: "It's okay, labor makes people happy."
"Eating more delicious."
He pointed to the fish on the cutting board and said, "I'll cut it, make sure it's good."
He held the thin knife, and the speed of the knife was so fast that he could only hear the sound of thudding. He knew what she wanted to cook, and when he saw the side dishes she prepared, he understood.
It brought back He Songbai's memory. One year during the Spring Festival, the whole family was shrouded in a bleak fog, and she stayed at his house to make such a sashimi. Prepared carefully and worked hard to bring warmth to his family in difficult times. He Songbai neatly placed the thin fish meat on the porcelain-white plate. The white and tender fish meat was like a little powder blooming on the light snow.
In her last life, she worked hard to make him live a happier life, so positive and enthusiastic as the sun, dispelling the haze of his life. He is inferior, timid, and weak. No matter whether he is poor or rich, he has her company. In this life, it was him who protected her and warmed her.
He Songbai felt that the arrangement of fate was very careful, allowing him to stand in her past life and repay her in the next life. Although their feelings for each other were unfairly blank for a certain period of time, she once had the courage to love him who had nothing, and he also had the patience to wait for her for five years.
Protect her, love her, pursue her.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was boiling water by the side, listened to the regular sound of the chopping board, and turned her head to the side in shock. She forgot to stop this man who was too enthusiastic about his work.