My Best Wife

Chapter 239 Ex-Girlfriend (3)

Fang Zhiqiang thought it was Lao Bi who had returned, and walked over to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Nie Qian who was standing at the door with an angry face.

Seeing Nie Qian here, Fang Zhiqiang frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

As a result, Fang Zhiqiang hadn’t finished speaking. Nie Qian slapped him in the face. Fang Zhiqiang was shocked and grabbed Nie Qian’s hand. Then he threw Nie Qian’s hand away and cursed: "You are you crazy?"

"Fang Zhiqiang, why are you doing this to me? Why are you going to make trouble at my engagement ceremony today? Why did you take a woman to humiliate me, you say, why?" Nie Qian asked heartbrokenly. Fang Zhiqiang roared.

"Are you crazy, you?" Fang Zhi's hands were shaking.

"Fang Zhiqiang, what do I owe you? You want to treat me this way? Why don't you let me go? Why can't you let me live a good life? Do you have to let me live this way like you? Take a look at the life you live, what do you live with? What kind of a ghost place is this, is this a place to hold back? You have also pulled such a woman over to hit me and humiliate me, and you don’t look at it yourself. See what you look like, are you worthy of her? She will follow you?" Nie Qian's eyes were streaming with tears.

Fang Zhi couldn't bear it and directly raised his hand.

"What? What are you doing? Are you going to hit me? Are you going to hit me? Come on, hit me, hit me." Nie Qian stretched out his face and leaned against Fang Zhiqiang.

"Beat you dirty my hands. Nie Qian, I really didn't expect you to become such a person one day." Fang Zhiqiang slowly put his hands away, but he still didn't fight, even though he was very angry. Up.

"What have I become? You make it clear."

"Vixen, look at what you look like now, what is the difference with a vixen?" Fang Zhiqiang said coldly.

"I don't care what you think of me, I just ask you to let me go, I beg you not to pester me." Nie Qian continued. At this time, the door next door opened and Huang Wanting came out, looking at Fang Zhiqiang and Nie Qian strangely.

"Fang Zhiqiang, in the final analysis, don't you just want money? Didn't you just see that I became rich with Xiaojun and you want to make a fortune from me? Okay, what do you want? How much do you want? How much do I give, as long as you don’t bother me anymore. How much do you want? What do you say, what is your card number? I will send you the money. After you get the money, you will leave Shanghai immediately and never appear here again." Nie Qian coldly Talking.

"Really? I want one hundred million, can you give it?" Fang Zhiqiang said with an angry counterattack.

"Fang Zhiqiang, don't go too far." Nie Qian was also trembling at Fang Zhiqiang's chin.

"Can't afford to give it? Get out of me if you can't afford it. Nie Qian, today you have wiped out my last little bit of affection for you. You get out now, trouble you, in the future Never show up in front of me again, because I feel sick when I see you now." Fang Zhiqiang cursed directly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Huang Wanting who was standing by the door next door watching the show. Fang Zhiqiang cursed badly: "What do you look at? Haven't seen anyone quarrel?"

After Fang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he turned around and closed the door. The closed door made a loud noise.

"Fang Zhiqiang, if you don't make me feel better, I won't make you feel better." Nie Qian slammed the door and then walked out with his bag and high heels.

She had a miserable life. What happened at the banquet today made Qin Xiaojun and Qin Xiaojun's father very upset, and lost their family's face. After the banquet, she was severely scolded by Qin Xiaojun and Qin Xiaojun's father, so she came to Fang Zhiqiang.

Fang Zhiqiang returned to the room and sat on the stool blankly, every word of Nie Qian cut on his heart like a knife. Just like what he just said, his last little bit of nostalgia for Nie Qian's heart disappeared. He hardly wanted to look at Nie Qian more, and didn't even want to talk to Nie Qian for the most basic explanation. What a beautiful girl once suddenly became like this, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't accept it.

For him, this day was almost the worst day in his life. All the blows were wave after wave. Now he is a little tranced, and he has begun to doubt the meaning of life.

Fang Zhiqiang was very hungry, but when he saw the egg fried rice that had not been finished, he no longer had any desire to eat it. He picked up a bottle of wine and started drinking, but the more he drank, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more he drank, the more angry he became. He also didn't understand what evil Fang Zhiqiang had done in his entire life, why he had to go through these things, and why God would treat him like this again and again. In fact, he doesn't have many lofty goals and ideals. His current ideal is to be able to live well, have food to eat, and live without a conscience, nothing more, but life always does not allow him to be so peaceful and peaceful.

Thinking about it, Fang Zhiqiang roared, and directly smashed the bottle on the ground, smashing it fiercely.

The wine bottle just hit the ground with a snap and the glass splashed. At this moment, the door opened, and a girl screamed.

Fang Zhiqiang looked over, just in time to see Huang Wanting open the door, Huarong was frightened by the shards of glass and screamed.

"You are crazy, scared to death." Huang Wanting angrily shouted at Fang Zhiqiang.

"Why are you coming in? You can't knock on the door?" Fang Zhiqiang also had a good temper.

"You can't lock the door? Here you are." Huang Wanting dropped a piece of paper and said.

"what?"

"The address, the woman just asked me to give it to you, saying that it was five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and asked you to wait for her in this cafe. She will give you the money, how much do you want, and let yourself think about it, otherwise You won't get a penny." Huang Wanting said.

"Are you not bad enough to see me? Are you not bad enough to see me? Are you trying to block me?" Fang Zhiqiang was angry at Huang Wanting's words again.

"What are you yelling at me? Isn't it just broken in love? Is it necessary? Lost in love is broken, who in this world belongs to whom? No one is yours, only you are yours. You can play Guitar? Are you interested in coming over and playing it?" Huang Wanting said, turned and walked out.

Fang Zhiqiang didn't want to talk to Huang Wanting at all. He was smoking a cigarette for himself. Now his whole heart is numb, completely numb, so that he can't figure out what emotion he is, anger? sad? Sad? There seems to be none.