There Is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 747 Let Them Hurt Each Other!

Gao Guilan was very unhappy when she saw this. She was rushing to eat early in the morning, but she was still hesitant to speak? Who has time to accompany them?

"Brother, this is it, can you not send the boy you caught last night to the police first, and find someone to notify her family to come over!"

Zheng Dashan saw that his mother couldn't say it, so he helped her out in a hurry.

Zheng Dagui's face darkened and his eyes became as sharp as a sword. He didn't intend to let the boy go. How dare he slander his daughter's reputation in public?

"Dagui, I know this request is a bit excessive. What can I do?"

Zheng Maoshan's wife started crying as she spoke. She cried very sadly. Not only did her daughter dislike Han Wenqiang, she also disliked him!

Finally, it was Zheng Dashan who made it clear:

"Brother, sister-in-law, Cuixiang was taken advantage of by that guy last night. Although she didn't suffer a big loss, the whole village saw it. She won't get married in the future."

Zheng Xinyue listened quietly, with only coldness and no sympathy in her black eyes.

She suddenly felt that Han Wenqiang and Zheng Cuixiang were a good match, and they would never be happy on their wedding day.

But a rotten fish meets a rotten shrimp, these two are a perfect match, let them hurt each other!

"Dad, I think brother's idea is good, we are relatives, so we have to help."

Zheng Xinyue stood up from the table and said with a smile to her father who was full of coldness.

"Da Kui, I think it's good too. They are both toads that fall on their feet. They don't bite people but make people feel disgusted. Pair them up to save them from disgusting people.'6''9''s''h''u''x''.''c''o''m'"

Gao Guilan pouted and said sarcastically.

Zheng Maoshan's wife's face turned pale and she lowered her head in embarrassment. Gao Guilan's words were like slapping her in the face, but she couldn't say anything because what she said was right. Even she felt ashamed of her daughter's behavior.

Zheng Dagui's face was dark, and his cheeks moved. He was unwilling to let Han Wenqiang go.

A bicycle bell rang outside the door. Zheng Xinyue's eyes lit up when she heard it. She didn't care about eating breakfast and turned around and ran out the door.

Gu Changfeng was wearing a white shirt and green trousers today. He sat on the seat with his long legs propped up on the ground, exuding a cold and arrogant temperament.

When he saw Xinyue running towards him like a happy swallow, his cold face warmed up. He smiled at the little girl running towards him, and his low voice revealed a hint of love:

"Morning."

"Morning."

The smile on Zheng Xinyue's face became even stronger, and her clear eyes shone brightly in the sun. The joy was from the heart.

"Have you eaten?"

Gu Changfeng asked softly with a very faint smile on his lips. His arrogance and coldness were only concerned when facing Zheng Xinyue.

"Someone came to my house. I didn't eat, but I took eggs."

Zheng Xinyue nodded into the house and patted her backpack for Gu Changfeng to see.

"Then let's go!"

Gu Changfeng glanced into the house and could faintly hear a woman crying in the house. He raised his cold eyebrows. In this case, it is better not to go into the house to greet his uncle and aunt.

After leaving the village, Gu Changfeng stopped the car. Zheng Xinyue hugged his waist and leaned forward to look at him:

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Sit in the front."

Gu Changfeng's low voice was a little hoarse, and his order was a bit overbearing.

Gu Changfeng looked at her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The sun shone through the leaves on the little girl. The delicate porcelain-white face and round and playful big eyes were staring at him in a daze.

He patted the beam of the car, and his black pupils, as bright as stars, carried an unquestionable command. He liked the feeling of hugging her, and he didn't feel tired no matter how far he rode while smelling the sweet fruit fragrance on her body.

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