Chapter 120:

Van Gaal was originally planning to go home earlier, but talked with Song Rui until the waiter came to clear the field before leaving. The banquet has ended, and the guests have long since dispersed, but the many cups and plates placed on the table prove that there was noisy here.
"It's so late unconsciously." Van Gogh smiled dumbly. This was the first time he had forgotten to talk.
"Let's go, I'll take you home." Song Rui wrapped his shoulders naturally.
When the two passed by the atrium, they saw a group of gorgeously dressed young people still staying in the garden and did not go. They were together and staring at one of the people ’s mobile phones with amusement and screams. There are women crying.
"I'm fucking, the scene is really hot!" Said the person who raised the phone with a grin.
"Hey, Van Gaal is here! This is his trouble!" Someone pointed to two slender figures walking in the cloister.
"Van Gallo, Miss Zhao is catching Primary Three now, do you want to watch the live broadcast?" The person who raised the mobile phone shouted and turned the screen of the mobile phone toward the corridor, so the money came from the Vatican. Galo just saw a woman in a Chinese dress walk into the cloakroom of a grandiose man, pulling his shirts out one by one, turning the collar.
That little three was really arrogant. Almost every shirt that she wore but had never been washed by had a lip print secretly stamped on her. These lip prints were bright red, or rose red, or pale pink, like a heavy hammer, putting Hua The dignity and face of the women in the costumes are hard to beat.
She threw these shirts on the ground and stepped on them randomly, and finished tearing Xiao San who had her hair caught by her good sister. The exaggerated man is not persuading nor persuading, but can only hug his head to the sky. He was once the best friend of "Van Gallo", but he was also the most ruthless one.
The humiliating text messages sent by men every day were deleted by Van Gaalo who didn't even bother to read them, but now, he stared at the man's slap-printed face and chuckled rarely.
Realizing that he would also be gloating, Song Rui couldn't help but also smiled. The two stood on the edge of the atrium and stared at the phone seriously. The people who stopped them originally just wanted to make a joke and ridicule, but at this time they had to hold the phone obediently and treat themselves as a lifeless human-shaped support frame.
When he got closer, he realized that Van Gogh was completely different from the rumors. He can be inconspicuous, just as he walks down the corridor, but others will only see Song Rui beside him; however, once he concentrates on a certain thing and reveals his existence, everyone will consciously and unconsciously surround him Let him turn.
This person is too temperament! When the youth silently relived the beauty of Van Gogh's prosperous age, the other party had already been taken away by Song Rui, and the live broadcast of the Chinese service girl's arrest of Primary Three was also over. The grandiose man was kneeling on the floor at the moment, and was snapped by the mother who suddenly broke into the villa. It is still unknown that the marriage date will not be cancelled.
"Van Gallo is really kind today, and he will dare to say if he curses Vatican triumphantly!" The youth said excitedly after turning off his mobile phone.
"What's more special is that he stepped out of the hotel unharmed! Awesome!" A group of small young men admired silently, walking side by side.

Fangallo took Xu Yiyang's hand back home, and he froze for a moment when he entered the entrance.
Xu Yiyang did not know, so he gently pulled his clothes.
"You spread out your homework book on the table first. I'll go out for a while and come back to check for you." He leaned over and rubbed the little boy's head, his voice filled with tenderness and guilt.
"Brother, go! I can!" Xu Yiyang patted his soft chest.
"Okay, then I will go, and I will definitely be back in less than ten minutes." Fangallo pointed to the watch and promised to turn around and go out, seeming to remember to stride back again, took off the small bottle hanging on the balcony, and went into the fish tank A few flying insects were stuffed.
When closing the door, he heard Xu Yiyang sweetly saying "goodbye", and the crisp cry of the frog, so the straight thin lips finally raised a touch of arc. On the rooftop, his expression became serious again, and his indifferent eyes were now watching Qu Xianfen standing on the edge of the platform.
"Ms. Qu, are you still going to seek death?" When he said this, he walked quietly to the woman's side, but did not pull her back, but looked down at the building as high as sixty or seventy meters. Thick yin and shame rose into the sky, more and more engendering human greed, evil desires and selfish desires, and amplifying their inner despair.
"Mr. Fan, don't come over!" Qu Xianfen moved to a more dangerous place and cried, "My husband came back with a divorce agreement tonight. I have nothing, and my son is not willing to follow me. Living together, I have nowhere to go! I just want to accompany my grandma and mother now, do n’t you mean that they have been watching me in the sky? If I go to the sky, they should be very happy! "
Imagine myself turning back into a naive and lovely little girl, throwing into the arms of my grandma and mother, and living a carefree life, Qu Xianfen's tear-stained face even burst out with an extremely longing smile. Death has become the ultimate relief for her. She is not afraid of death. She ca n’t wait to die.
This time it is useless for anyone to persuade. If she wants to regain her past beauty, she can only choose this dead end.
Van Gaalo, who had always been strategist and calm and calm, rarely covered his forehead, showing Mokhen's expression.
Qu Xianfen trembled and protruded out of the toes underneath the tall building, while Fangallo slowly stepped back and chose to give up. He is not a god, he cannot save everyone. If the person does not find hope for herself, then she will continue to walk into the abyss of death. He can save her once or twice, but not three or four times, or even a lifetime.
At this time, the rooftop door was pushed open again, and Xu Yiyang stepped on a pair of big slippers that obviously did not belong to him and whispered, "Brother, sleepy."
Seeing this pale face, I can no longer enjoy delicious food and intimate love and friendship like a living person. I can only avoid the children who live alone, and the deep and cold eyes of Fangalo are repainted. warm color. He sighed extremely helplessly, said slowly: "I give you a way to live, do you want it?"
"What way?" Qu Xianfen asked hopelessly.
"Let your husband draw up a new divorce agreement, leaving you with some property for future living."
"It's impossible. He had protected all his property before we got married. The family loves money and can't give me a penny! Do you know that their family is connected to the toilet? It is forbidden to flush the toilet, so you have to flush it when you go to bed at night. Everybody ’s feces and urine are piled up together, a big bucket full of smoke, and the bathroom smells so bad. Can you imagine such a scene? Of course, they certainly do n’t care Yes, because the person who brushes the toilet every day is me, and the person who bears with the dirty smell is also me. What do they have to do with them? They only need to enjoy life. But in such a family, I ca n’t even die because of death. If I leave, I will live more uncomfortably than death. I no longer have the ability to survive independently. I have become a waste person. I have failed my grandmother and mother's expectations of me. I regret it if life can be heavy Come, I will not marry Pan Dawei, I must study hard, study piano, but life has not come back ... "
Qu Xianfen grinned lowly by the railing, and did not know who was laughing.
"I said it will give you a way to live, you come down." Van Gaal beckoned to Xianfen while pressing his fingertips on his eyebrows, leading to a grain of gray light.
Seeing the micro-mang suspended in the air, Qu Xianfen froze and murmured, "What is this?"
"This is something that will allow you to fulfill your wishes. Do n’t you feel that there is no way to go after the divorce? After going back to sleep, you will be able to change your destiny when you get up tomorrow. But you only have one day, so you have to do The choice is to drag these people to sink into or to abandon everything to the new life. I hope that you will tell me your final choice after tomorrow. Be away from your current perspective and take a good look at your current life from the standpoint of others, You may find another completely different answer. "
When the young man talked, the gray micromans was floating up and down his fingertips, like the only light in the dark night, attracting Qu Xianfen. Unconsciously, she left the dangerous high platform, jumped to the ground, and reached out to grab ...
The gray light spot disappeared in her palm, and she suddenly woke up and asked in amazement: "Mr. Fan, what happened just now?" She looked around and went round and round, groping her body up and down, unable to understand the disappearance What is the light, and why do you actively give up the idea of ​​suicide. She just wanted to die just now, but now she just wants to go home to solve the divorce agreement, but in the end, how to solve it, her mind is blank, just inexplicably convinced that she can achieve what she wants.
What's wrong? Mr. Fan seems a bit unusual! He really is a spiritual medium! When Qu Xianfen was trapped in the disordered thoughts, Fangallo had slowly walked away with Xu Yiyang, who was so sleepy.

Qu Xianfen blew cold wind for a while on the rooftop, and wiped away her tears and snot. Then she returned to her home on the fourth floor. Li Lan, who was warmly welcomed by the whole family, has left, and it seems that her face is not thick enough to share a room with the original wife.
The father-in-law and his mother-in-law have long been asleep, his son is still playing games in the study, and the divorce of his parents has no effect on him. He was accustomed to the degrading of his mother by his grandparents since he was a child, and was accustomed to the situation of his mother being humiliated.
Will the disappointment of a person leave him sad? Obviously not. This is why some children can raise their butchers and kill their mothers without hesitation. The negation of the social environment for women's personal values ​​will also have extremely bad effects on children.
Qu Xianfen put his ear on the door of the study and listened silently to what his son was doing. She used to do this before, but not for surveillance, just because she was too eager to understand her son's life. She thought she could establish a close mother-child relationship with him when she knew each other well enough.
But it turned out that this was just her wishful thinking. The son always talked to her impatiently, and the impact of grandparents on him was too great. If I take my son after the divorce and live with him for several years, will everything be better?
Thinking of this, Qu Xianfen put his hand on the door and began to cry with a smile. The only thing in this family that made her nostalgic was her son. She felt that she could not survive a divorce because her son did not want to live with her. If her son agrees to go with her, she will feel sweet even if she eats bran pharyngeal. She can summon all the courage to build a home for her son! She cannot survive alone, she must find a spiritual support for herself, because she grew up on the surface, but the inner world is still in the happiest period of her childhood, she wants to go back to the past.
Hearing the sound of his son and netizens laughing, Qu Xianfen's erratic eyes gradually became firm. She pushed open the door of the guest room, walked to the husband who was snoring with her eyes closed, and put her palms on his oily head ...

The next day, Qu Xianfen woke up as early as 5:30, but stood still for a long time before the mirror. She was shocked to find that she was in her husband's body, and that her body was lying on the bed, breathing weakly with her eyes closed. She pushed her body and saw that she was motionless, so she vaguely understood what she was doing.
Is this the way Mr. Fan said? She became a husband, so she could use his identity to do things that she couldn't do before, such as revising divorce agreements, redividing property, and regaining custody of her son.
Qu Xianfen's heart started beating violently, and could not wait to find the thin divorce agreement from the drawer, and quickly turned it over. Yesterday, under the triple coercion of her father-in-law and her husband, she had to sign the agreement. She still remembers Li Lan's pretending pity and her husband's contented face.
Her hand holding the divorce agreement was shaking slightly, and she wanted to tear it up, but she understood that it was meaningless because the lawyer had a copy and had filed it for filing. She wanted to overthrow everything and the lawyer had to re-draw An agreement, notarized. So she quickly opened her husband's mobile phone with her fingerprint and quickly searched for the lawyer's phone number.
There was no one there to answer, and should still be sleeping. Qu Xianfen's fiery heart seemed to be poured into a pour of water, and at this moment he finally returned to calm. She placed her body upright on the bed and covered her quilt before starting to search her husband's social accounts. This was something she didn't dare to think about before.
[Baby, we will get married immediately after divorcing that yellow-faced woman! 】
[Will she share your property? There are so many shares in your company! 】
[No, I arranged it when I married her. She didn't get a penny. I knew at the beginning that she was a bastard, and a good university was reluctant to go to school. She was a big belly, begging and begging to marry me, not because I was rich! If it were n’t for my mom who took her to do ultrasound, knowing that she was pregnant with a son, do you think she could enter the door of my Pan family? I guarded her early in the morning! 】
[Honey, do n’t say that, she has been a nanny for your family for more than ten years anyway. It ’s not easy to work hard all day long. 】
[That's what she wants. Did not marry me, can she have a good life now? I don't know where I went to work as a working girl. 】
Qu Xianfen didn't read the rest of the words, because her eyes had been blurred by tears. It turned out that when she got married, her husband looked at her like this-a fishing girl who didn't break her hand to marry a wealthy man! Her so-called abandonment of schooling and ideals seemed to him worthless, far less important than the gender of the child in her stomach. Who is rare in her sacrifice? Who remembers all she gave?
Without marrying into the Pan family, she would not have a good life now? But is her life really good now? Do you have Jinyi Chinese clothing? Is there any delicious food? Have you been loved and respected? There is no embarrassment and pain in Qu Xianfen's heart, but the more he thinks, the more ridiculous it is!
From the perspective of her husband to see her own experience, she finally found that she was a joke from beginning to end! But what is even more ridiculous is that the only person who can tell her that her life is not easy is actually her most hated little three Li Lan, not the so-called family for whom she paid everything.