Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The huge villa is more lively than ever in these years.

At the pool table, four tall and handsome men were playing with cues in their hands. At the bar, Fang Ran was doing her skilled job of mixing drinks.

Song Xilan sat on a chair at the bar, sipping a glass of juice, and occasionally glancing at the table to see who had won again.

Qiao Ruyi sat next to her, staring at Fang Ran's smooth movements.

I never got around to asking, "Are you here because of He Yifei?" so I changed the subject and asked, "Do you want to go to Tolispur?"

Fang Ran looked at her eager eyes and guessed what she was thinking.

Pushing a cup of prepared colored liquid in front of her, Fang Ran said with a smile, "I'm here for you."

As Qiao Ruyi's fingertips touched the glass, a big hand suddenly appeared behind her and took away her cup. Before she turned around, she smelled the faint woody scent on the man.

Ling Che picked up the cup and took a sip. There was no alcohol.

Then he put the wine glass back in front of her, rubbed her head and went to play ball.

Song Xilan rolled her eyes. "Is your husband still afraid that Fang Ran will poison you to death?"

Fang Ran smiled and said, "Fortunately, I made a drink for Ruyi."

Qiao Ruyi wasn't kidding them. She looked at Fang Ran and asked, "Are you here for me?"

"Yeah." Fang Ran leaned against the bar, looking at her with amusement. "You didn't say a word, changed your phone number, and ran away. Xilan and I couldn't find you. I finally found out you were in London, and Xilan came over, so how could I not come?"

Qiao Ruyi looked at Song Xilan, then at Fang Ran, and suddenly smiled.

She raised her hand and clinked it with Song Xilan's juice cup, then raised the cup towards Fang Ran, "You are really my good sister!"

Instead, it was she who made them worry.

Fang Ran lit a cigarette and shook the wine glass in his hand. "Her story is over. She has nothing to be sorry for. She chose her own path."

But she shouldn't have died, and she died in a foreign country.

Although Fang Ran was somewhat surprised and sad for a while, he was powerless to change anything.

She poured the prepared wine into the glass and clinked it with Qiao Ruyi's glass. "I moved on from her a long time ago."

She is He Yifei.

After hearing what she said, Qiao Ruyi didn't say anything more. They both drank the liquid in their cups.

"And me, and me!" Song Xilan held up her juice and drank it all.

"This is boring, Master Ling!" Song Yanzhi's dissatisfied voice came from the table, "Clear the table with one shot every time, you shouldn't be allowed to touch the cue."

Qiao Ruyi looked over when she heard the voice, and just happened to meet Ling Che's gaze. He waved at her, "Come here."

Qiao Ruyi walked over, confused, and Ling Che stuffed the golf club in her hand into hers.

Ling Che put his arm around her shoulders and raised his eyebrows at Song Yanzhi, "If you can beat my wife in a round, you can pick any of the sports cars in the garage."

After saying this, Song Yanzhi glanced at Qiao Ruyi suspiciously, then looked at Ling Che, "You'll give me a sports car if I win against Sister Yi?"

Although there is no chance of winning against Ling Che, Song Yanzhi really wants to try to win against Qiao Ruyi.

"That Bugatti counts, too." Ling Che prodded him, "Do you dare?"

It’s a waste not to compete. If you lose, you don’t lose anything, and if you win, you get a prize. No matter how you calculate it, you won’t lose money.

Song Yanzhi looked at Qiao Ruyi and said with a smile, "Sister Yi, can you give me a hand?"

Qiao Ruyi, holding a pool cue, had somehow gotten into the table tennis game. She looked at Song Yanzhi with amusement and said, "Okay."

Ling Che frowned and pinched her face, "I bought a few cars under your name, you should think carefully before giving them up."

What that means is, if Song Yanzhi really chooses the Bugatti worth hundreds of millions, it will cost Qiao Ruyi a lot of money.

Qiao Ruyi looked at him in surprise, "How come I don't know?"

"Don't you know now?" Ling Che patted her head. "Hit her well."

On the other side, Song Xilan hurried over to watch the fun, "I'll be your referee!"

Ling Che handed the battlefield to Ruyi and glanced at Han Luochen, "Let's talk."

......

On the terrace, wisps of white smoke floated in the air.

Han Luochen looked at the man across from him puffing away, and said with a smile, "You didn't smoke before, but ever since my uncle passed away, you've been smoking like crazy. This habit of yours is not good."

Seeing the man glaring at him, he added, "Especially if you and your sister-in-law want to have a child, you have to quit smoking. Smoking too much of this stuff makes it difficult to get pregnant."

Ling Che frowned, "You haven't been back to China for a few years. Why do you keep nagging like the old man?"

Speaking of Grandpa Ling, Han Luochen's smile was filled with guilt, "Is Grandpa doing well these past few years?"

"Same old story. I asked about your situation." Ling Che looked at him. "Are you planning to return home?"

"I'm tired of staying outside." Han Luochen smiled, "Let's go back and take a look around."

"Come out?"

Han Luochen narrowed his eyes slightly, "There's nothing to get out of this. If you don't take the initiative and don't take responsibility, then you'll just have to live like this from now on."

After saying that, he chuckled helplessly, "I've been pestered by a little girl recently. I slept with her once and found out she's a virgin. She insisted that I take responsibility for her. Her pestering is quite annoying."

He raised his eyes to look at Ling Che, "Tell me, how can someone like me be responsible?"

Ling Che smoked a cigarette and didn't continue the topic. He asked, "How's the thing I asked you to do going?"

Speaking of this, Han Luochen became excited and said with a smile, "Then it must be done! If it is not done, would I dare to come to see you?"

"But," he leaned closer, "you're asking someone to give up their love, and the price is a bit high."

He stretched out a hand and waved five fingers in front of Ling Che, "An extra five hundred million."

Ling Che glanced back, his eyes landing on Qiao Ruyi's smiling face, and turned his head, "As long as she likes it."

After saying that, he glanced at the calendar again and said, "Now that I've had enough to eat and drink here, I should do some work."

He looked at Han Luochen and said, "I'll do something tomorrow."

......

When the two of them went in, Qiao Ruyi's last ball went into the hole.

"Won!"

She looked at the man approaching with a smile, "I win!"

Ling Che ruffled her hair and said, "Well, you win."

"Master Song, how come your skills are so bad!" Song Xilan teased mercilessly, "You can't even beat my Ruyi."

"Sister Yi's ball skills are really well-hidden!" Song Yanzhi thought he could narrowly defeat Qiao Ruyi, but he didn't expect to be crushed again.

"Oh right, tomorrow is Christmas!" Song Xilan excitedly glanced at the weather. "It's going to snow in London tomorrow. It's going to be very lively."

Hearing the word "Christmas", Qiao Ruyi immediately looked up at Ling Che and found that he was also looking at her.

Their eyes met, and they smiled at each other.

Christmas Day, their third wedding anniversary.