Sexual loyalty is not an important thing to Zhang Huan and this marriage.
In comparison, Zhang Heling and Zhang Shuocheng are much more important. When Zhang Huan considered his marriage, he had to consider a lot of other factors, but sex came next.
Liang Yingying stealing a man was actually something that Zhang Huan could pass with his eyes closed. Zhang Huan chose to divorce.
As soon as Zhang Yansheng heard it, he knew that this man was going to do something wrong again.
"She doesn't have a red life." Zhang Yansheng said, "Why, do you want to go ashore and be good?"
In the past two years, Zhang Huan has spent a lot of money on little stars. She has filmed four or five TV series for her. She has a beautiful face and a good figure.
Maybe it's really dead.
"What are you talking about, the words are so ugly." Zhang Huan muttered in dissatisfaction.
But did not deny it.
"Do you have to divorce Liang Yingying?" Zhang Yansheng asked, "She won't prevent you from hiding in a golden house outside."
"Leave, definitely leave." Zhang Huan said decisively, "I'm so sick of her now that I don't even want to come back when I think of her in this home."
It can be seen that he is determined not to want Liang Yingying anymore.
"Then make an agreement with her on alimony." Zhang Yansheng said, "She is Zhang Heling and Zhang Shuocheng's biological mother, don't let her go back to her old job for money and do anything shameful."
"You're right!" Zhang Huan tapped his fingers in the air, "Yes, I can't let her embarrass Hehe Shuoshuo, but I can't give her too much, it's cheap for her! Let me think about it... How much is appropriate for her?"
Suddenly realizing that Zhang Yansheng was silent, Zhang Huan raised his eyes and saw that Zhang Yansheng was looking at him. His gaze was exploratory, as if he was studying something unknown.
"What's the matter, why do you look at Dad like that?" Zhang Huan was not at ease.
Zhang Yansheng stared at her father. He looks much younger than most of his peers at this age, probably because he has everything a man dreams of - wealth, status, mansions, cars, and children.
If there is another love from a young woman, it will really be a god.
Zhang Yansheng said, "I sometimes don't understand you. Why do you like marriage so much?"
It is not difficult for Liang Yingying to let Liang Yingying enter the door because of her luck. Her first wife died, and she gave birth to a son and a daughter to this man, which is not difficult to understand.
But Zhang Huan is already this age. If he wants to get married after divorced Liang Yingying, Zhang Yansheng is puzzled.
"What, it's not... Men want to have a wife, and women want to have a husband..." Zhang Huan gradually couldn't continue, and murmured to admit, "That's not it, she's always making trouble..."
Zhang Yan made a statement.
Unlike Xu Lichen's father's hard-hearted scumbag, Zhang Huan is also a fucking tender scumbag!
He couldn't bear the cry, trouble, and hang of the little star, but Liang Yingying committed suicide and sent her head away, so that he finally made up his mind to change his wife through this excuse.
So when a man reaches a certain age, it is easy for the old house to catch fire.
In his last life, Zhang Huan never met this little star and never got up. I met in this life and burned.
From this point of view, this little star is a much more troublesome person than Liang Yingying. Because Zhang Yansheng has lived at this age, what he wants is not his father's care, but real interests.
She had to consider the impact and loss of profits of a new woman who was valued by Zhang Huan once she entered the home.
The stable situation that had been good, let Liang Yingying do it.
And the little star who has never met, has such a big influence on Zhang Huaneng, which makes Zhang Yansheng feel a strong sense of vigilance.
People always have to defend their own interests. Zhang Yan said loudly, "How old is she? Just a few years older than me? She has enough skills to cause you to get divorced. As expected of her background in the entertainment industry, I really can't look down on her."
Zhang Huan also defended the little star: "Don't keep talking about people like that. They are also serious little girls, and they don't want to be shameless and shameless."
"A serious little girl, marry an old man like you? So, I shouldn't look for Yue Song, I should look for Grandpa Yue?" Zhang Yan sneered.
Zhang Huan was unhappy: "Why am I an old man! Besides, she doesn't want me to do anything, she just wants to be upright." He also folded his hair. Well, the hair is still thick, not bald at all. Their Zhang family has no bald genes.
"Please be a little self-aware. A good girl, why do you want to be with you? Isn't it bad for a boy of the same age? With a man who can be his own father, do you want your waist to be thick, or your time to be fast?" Zhang Yan said sarcastically.
Zhang Huan couldn't hold back his face: "How come the older you are, the less you can speak! What nonsense is this?"
"It's all about being famous and having a share, right? What is a name?" Zhang Yan said, "Isn't it the right to inherit the inheritance? When you kick your legs, she will share the money."
"I don't know how patient she is, whether she can wait until you die." Zhang Yansheng said, "It doesn't matter if she is less patient, anyway, the most difficult thing to guard against is the person next to the bed, who drowns in the bathtub when drunk, and falls off the cliff when traveling. Going down is a good way to die."
Zhang Huan was horrified and shouted: "Yanyan! Don't talk nonsense, how can you think of people so badly!"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Yan said indifferently, "Have a great time, watching Xiao Xianrou running on the basketball court, exhausted with you and waited for you to die?"
"If you don't even have this ambition, how can you go out and marry an old man whose daughter is almost the same age as you?"
"I can make an old man like you marry her mother who doesn't want children. Can this kind of person be true, kind, beautiful, stupid, and sweet?"
"When the old tree blooms, I feel dizzy, right? Think about where Xu Lichen's father is now? Women are ruthless for money, and there is nothing to do with men."
Xu Lichen's mother was the type of woman that Zhang Huan disliked the most. He secretly complained to Zhang Yansheng several times, and felt that she was too cruel.
"Don't blame women for being cruel. For women to be so cruel, either they are driven to a dead end by men, or they are provoked by men's ambitions."
"You want to give her a title? Have you ever thought that from the day she got a title, from the day she became Mrs. Zhang and had the right to inherit, that was the beginning of her looking forward to your death day and night."
"Just like when you let Liang Yingying give birth to Zhang Heling, you gave her hope." Zhang Yansheng raised her eyes, her eyes were a little red and sullen, "Since then, Liang Yingying has been waiting for my mother to die every day."
Zhang Huan was stunned.
"So, in all the things," Zhang Yansheng said, still gnashing his teeth after many years have passed, "this is what I hate the most."
The library fell silent.
Zhang Huan's lips moved slightly, trying to say something, trying to justify something, but couldn't say it.
Zhang Yansheng suddenly turned around and strode away.
As soon as the door of the study was opened, there was someone eavesdropping outside.
It's not Liang Yingying, it's Zhang Heling.
She was caught off guard, too late to escape, too late to hide.
The palm-sized little face was pale and pale, and there were tears in his eyes.
Zhang Yansheng held the doorknob, and across a threshold, the two sisters looked at each other, and both froze there.
Zhang Heling suddenly turned and ran away.
Zhang Yansheng paused and followed Zhang Heling's room.
The door of the room was left open, and he pushed open and walked in. Zhang Heling was lying on his bed, his face buried in the quilt, his vest shrugged, and was crying silently.
Zhang Yansheng walked over and sat beside her bed without speaking.
Zhang Heling cried for a while, and her mood stabilized. Although she didn't raise her head, she knew that Zhang Yansheng was sitting beside the bed. She sniffed and asked in a muffled voice, "Sister... do you... hate me very much?"
Zhang Yansheng said, "What I hate is the matter itself."
Zhang Heling sat up, tears streaming down again: "But if I wasn't born..."
"You are so talented, can you control whether you are born or not?" Zhang Yan sneered.
Zhang Heling wiped away the tears, but the tears flowed down again, and they wiped them off after several wipings.
"I... I think about it occasionally when I was a kid, and I don't think it's right." She said, "When Shuoshuo and I came here, it wasn't long before your mother died, but we were both several years old. I also felt wrong when I was a child. , Later, I finally figured out when I was in the sixth grade... It turned out that I was a child of the third grade."
Tears flowed down her again: "I asked my classmates what would happen if their father had a child with the third child. Everyone said that the child of the third child would definitely be killed. The child of the third child should not be born, and it deserves to be killed..."
"No one can decide how to be reincarnated. If they could decide, I would definitely not be reincarnated into this family again, and you definitely don't want to be reincarnated as a third child." Zhang Yansheng interrupted her and said, "I used to believe in being born. Original sin theory, I didn’t believe it later. Later I learned that if a person makes different choices, he will take a different path and become a different person. What matters is not whose child you become, but what kind of person you are. ."
It's a pity that most people can only live once and have no chance to come back.
While making the right choice sounds easy, in reality it is often so difficult. When I realized how wrong my choice was, I didn't regret selling the medicine in my life.
Zhang Heling listened to her words, hugged the pillow, and sobbed.
"Then, dad and my mom, will they get a divorce?" She cried so much that her nose came out.
Zhang Huan had planned to divorce from the beginning, but did not cover it up. The downstairs was chaotic, and the police, aunties, and bodyguards all knew what was going on.
This marriage is definitely going to be divorced.
Zhang Yansheng said, "You can't control the affairs of your lord. It's no use crying and begging."
Zhang Heling understood, she hugged the pillow and began to cry again.
When Zhang Yansheng walked downstairs, he saw Liang Yingying sitting on the stairs, in a daze. Seeing her come down, she stood up in a rush.
Zhang Yansheng didn't look at her, but looked at the ground.
Driver Zhou was still curled up on the ground, and the blood on his face started to solidify.
This person has also worked in their house for several years and is considered a senior employee. He got married in her third year of high school, and Zhang Yansheng gave him a big red envelope. In a blink of an eye, he hooked up with Liang Yingying, a pseudo-rich woman.
What the hell is marriage? Why do people want to get married
Zhang Yansheng didn't want to stay in this house for a moment.
She drove back to Yue Song's apartment, and as soon as she opened the door, she felt a completely different atmosphere. It's clean and the air is very fresh.
Yue Song heard a voice coming out of the room inside. He was wearing soft and close-fitting home clothes, and his whole body was clean and different from that of a middle-aged greasy man.
"You're back?" He walked towards her. "How's things at home?"
Zhang Yansheng rushed into his arms.
Yue Song opened his arms and embraced her, and heard her say softly, "Yue Song..."
"Let's not get married, let's keep falling in love."
Yue Song then knew that this was his second marriage proposal, and she gave him the answer.