"Jun Ting, are you free? I have something to tell you."
Fang Ting packed up her mood and went to the front hall.
Hidler is checking the wedding site, trying to give Xia Qiu the most perfect wedding experience.
"What's the matter, let's talk now." Seeing Fang Ting's weak appearance, Hidler frowned.
He still has some experience. This kind of little white flower-like woman is like a vine full of tentacles. As long as you dare to give her a chance, she will firmly take root and crawl into your cracks.
So, just don't give her a chance!
"I..." Fang Ting hesitated, looked at the busy people around, and still bit her lip, "Let's talk over there."
She looked to the right, and there was an open grass field on the right. Although it was far away from the hotel lobby, it had a wide field of vision, and anyone could see what happened.
"Okay, let's go." Hidler looked at Fang Ting, knowing that she would not leave until she achieved her goal.
Why did she follow along? Hidler frowned, obviously he didn't even invite her, this woman is really pervasive.
The grassland has a wide view, and Hiedler is not worried that Fang Ting will drug him or frame him.
The two walked over there one after the other.
Fang Ting couldn't walk fast in high heels, Hiedler slowed down, but Fang Ting still couldn't walk fast.
If she slowed down, Fang Ting caught up with her with soft and delicate steps, and grabbed Hidler's sleeve corner.
"Jun Ting, my shoes are a bit worn out, I'll help you up..."
Hidler glanced at her.
He took off his jacket and put it on his arm.
Fang Ting, who was tugging at the corner of her sleeve, staggered, and borrowed some strength, but the man didn't give him any favors!
"Jun Ting, why are you doing this to me?" Tears rolled down Fang Ting's cheeks, she looked at Shao Junting accusingly, crying pitifully, without even a little makeup on.
"What did I do to you?" Hidler frowned.
Since she came here, he just didn't want her to pull his sleeves. Why did she act like he abandoned her and was a heartless person
Please, she begged to pull his sleeves, couldn't he be unwilling
Why is this woman so difficult? He couldn't help losing his temper!
Looking at the impatient Hidler, Fang Ting choked and sniffed.
"No, I'm too happy."
Turning from tears to laughter, Fang Ting opened her handbag, took out the green book from it, and showed it to Hidler.
"Look, I've already divorced him. Jun Ting, you don't need to use that woman Zheng Jing to anger me anymore. I know that I'm the only one you love in your heart. It's always been me, hasn't it? Now I'm back."
"I was wrong, Jun Ting. When I was abroad, I was really lonely. I actually thought that Maxon was my true love. But for so many years, I have been married to him for so long, and I have never had a happy day. I love you, and only you!"
"I'm divorced, so don't be obsessed with it anymore. You love me. Zheng Jing is just a tool you use to anger me. Now that I'm back, let's cherish each other and stay together, okay?"
"Jun Ting!"
When Fang Ting talked about emotion, she couldn't help herself.
Big tears fell from the eye sockets, which was really shed for himself.
Back then, when she was a teenager, she really thought that love was like Michaelson, like wind, like fire, full of passion.
But after returning to China, she gradually matured, and Fang Ting realized that no matter how passionate a marriage is, if there is no solid material support, it will be a puddle of mud.