The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

Song Ziyi looked at Jian Ziyu's address, only to realize that Jian Ziyu had really changed his address.

After driving to the gate of the community, Jian Ziyu had already changed clothes and was waiting for her downstairs. It was supposed to be a warm day today, but Song Ziyi found that Jian Ziyu was wearing a thick woolen coat, and her face was very pale, and her hair was just combed casually. the back of the head.

"When did you move here?" Song Ziyi asked seriously when Jian Ziyu got into the car. He had been in contact with Jian Ziyu by phone all this time and had never met her in person. Song Ziyi did not think of Jian Ziyu Yu's face looked so weak.

"It's not long since I moved here, and the upper house is still being tidied up. The environment here is very good, and I also like the layout of the house, but it turned out to be too playful, and I didn't save much money. If I could, I would really like to find a landlord to sell this house. Buy it." Jian Ziyu said lightly, in fact, this was the first time she appeared in front of her friends after the accident, after all, she was still a person with strong self-esteem, if it wasn't for Song Ziyi's help in the divorce lawsuit , She thinks she is also unwilling to admit in front of others that the person she loves cheated, and even let others send pornographic photos to her mobile phone.

"I can't live in a big house. I want to live in such an environment. I think you should move back home to be with your parents in your current state. Look at you. You are thinner and haggard now. You look like a forty-something I'm a [-]-year-old woman." Song Ziyi was driving the car, speaking seriously, thinking that it was best for Jian Ziyu to be with her parents.

Jian Ziyu smiled, and then turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window. She felt that her parents would definitely not be on her side. If she chose to live with her parents, the result would be that she would be sent to Gu Chenglin side.

"What do you want to eat, seafood porridge is okay? Or chicken soup, I think you need a big supplement." Seeing that Jian Ziyu was not talking, Song Ziyi had to find another topic.

"Seafood porridge, I haven't eaten anything since morning, and my stomach still hurts." Jian Ziyu tried to smile, but the smile looked a little pale.

Song Ziyi nodded, "Actually, marriage is just a turning point in life. You have education and ability, so don't worry at all." Song Ziyi found a reason to comfort him, but his words still seemed a little pale.

Jian Ziyu smiled, she never felt that marriage was her turning point, some time ago she thought it was a warm place, but now it's the same as before, it's just a disgusting brown candy, a thorn in her heart.

"Where's your girlfriend?" Jian Ziyu didn't respond to Song Ziyi's comforting words at all. After all, she understood all these principles, but when it happened to her, she needed time to recuperate slowly.

"The reporter has been busy outside all day. During this time, he followed a big reporter who went out early and returned late. He didn't know what he was doing." Song Ziyi said, and then complained a little.

Jian Ziyu looked at Song Ziyi and smiled. She used to think that this man would not talk about marriage or love, but now he has become a resentful man.

"This porridge shop is not bad, let's eat here." Song Ziyi got out of the car, and then walked into the porridge shop without waiting for Jian Ziyu. Seeing that there was a place, he asked Jian Ziyu to come in, and said Another private room