Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Qin Wenlan thought she was seeing things, and looked the man up and down as if she wanted to see through him.

The man was dressed in a suit and his face was as handsome as before, as if all these years had not left any trace on him, but only made his youthful temperament more mature.

But something seemed to have changed. His eyes and his posture were different from before. Qin Wenlan couldn't put his finger on it.

She opened her mouth and said in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

The man handed her the flowers in his hand and said, "I just happened to be back in China for some business. I remembered that today is your birthday, so I came to see you."

Qin Wenlan took the bouquet unhappily. It was purple orchids.

Her favorite flower when she was young.

Qin Wenlan really didn't expect that after so many years of divorce, she would be able to meet Zhao Xing in her lifetime.

Although the two divorced peacefully without any conflicts and their separation was considered decent, Zhao Xing left the country after the divorce and never saw her again.

She didn't know why Zhao Xing came here, and she even pretended to give him a bouquet of flowers.

But as the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you. Zhao Xing was quite respectful enough to buy her a bouquet of flowers for her birthday, so there was no reason for her to be ungrateful.

"Won't you invite me in and sit down?" Zhao Xing asked with a smile.

Qin Wenlan stepped back a few steps to let him in, treating him as a guest from afar.

Qiao Ruyi and Ling Che were sitting on the sofa in the living room. She noticed a tea set nearby and started making tea. She looked at Ling Che again, seeing him looking around, and said, "Godmother usually lives alone. She doesn't like hiring a maid, so she does all the cleaning around the house."

She added, "Her son has been back recently, so there are a few more of his things at home, but she doesn't know when Qin Chao will leave."

Ling Che curled the corners of his mouth slightly. Qin Chao returned to China with a purpose this time. How could he leave easily without achieving his goal?

Just then, footsteps were heard from not far away.

The two looked up and saw Qin Wenlan walking in with a bouquet of flowers, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit, who was gentle and handsome.

Qiao Ruyi felt somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.

I thought about it in my mind and suddenly remembered - I had seen it last time in a photo of my godmother and her family of three.

He is Qin Chao's father!

"Ruyi, Xiaoling, let me introduce you." Qin Wenlan casually placed the flowers on the table and said coldly, "This is what I told you about, my damn ex-husband, the father of my unlucky son, Zhao Xing."

After saying that, she turned around and gave Zhao Xing a look, "These two are my goddaughter and son-in-law."

Qiao Ruyi quickly stopped what she was doing, stood up and greeted politely, "Hello uncle, I'm Qiao Ruyi."

Zhao Xing's eyes fell on Qiao Ruyi, and he glanced at her vaguely with a smile on his face.

For some reason, Qiao Ruyi saw him smiling, but she felt that his eyes looked strange.

"Hello." Zhao Xing smiled softly and looked at Ling Che again. "I believe this must be Mr. Ling, the famous young entrepreneur in China?"

The man's voice was deep and rich. Ling Che's eyes suddenly became stern as he met Zhao Xing's deep yet smiling gaze.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Xing." He extended his hand towards Ling Che.

Ling Che stood up, a hint of smile etched into his stern eyes. He shook Zhao Xing's hand and said, "Mr. Zhao lives abroad and knows quite a bit about China."

"Mr. Ling is young and promising, well-known internationally, and a frequent guest in international financial news. I, Zhao, naturally know a thing or two about Mr. Ling."

The two men clenched their right hands, their faces expressionless, but when their eyes met, undercurrents surged.

"You know shit!" Qin Wenlan said, looking at Zhao Xing with disdain. "Don't act so pretentiously as soon as you get back. These two are my guests. Put away your bossy attitude."

The undercurrent was interrupted by Qin Wenlan's words. The two men loosened their grip on each other, but their faces remained calm.

Qin Wenlan was still cursing, "After a few years abroad, you've forgotten your last name and even your roots. You really think you've become a fancy-sounding ABC, and you've even corrupted your son! Farts abroad always smell better than those at home."

She said something harsh, but Zhao Xing didn't get angry. He just smiled and said, "Your temper is still the same as before."

"Why, you just can't stand me?" Qin Wenlan was immediately enraged when she thought about how Zhao Xing's only excuse for their divorce was "incompatibility of temperaments." "Foreign girls are supposed to be nice and fawn over you? If you can't stand me, why did you come to my house? Who cares about a piece of shit like you!"

Qin Wenlan was about to throw the flowers away when Qiao Ruyi quickly stopped her, "Godmother, don't be angry. Uncle definitely didn't mean that. It's your birthday today, so you should be happy. Don't get angry, don't get angry."

Qin Wenlan calmed down a bit after being persuaded by this. She said coldly, "Get lost after dinner. Don't show up in front of me."

Zhao Xing didn't take her words to heart and asked, "Why isn't Chao'er at home?"

"Get out." Qin Wenlan was too lazy to pay attention to him. In fact, it was Qin Wenlan who asked him to go out and buy something.

When the ex-husband and ex-wife meet, the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Although the smoke of war was started by Qin Wenlan alone, Qiao Ruyi also felt that if this continued, war would break out.

She quickly pulled Qin Wenlan away, "Godmother! You haven't opened the gift I bought you yet. Come and see if you like it!"

As she spoke, she took Qin Wenlan upstairs.

There were only two men left in the living room, looking at each other meaningfully.

At this moment, both of them pulled out a gun and pointed it at each other at extremely fast speed.

Zhao Xing spoke in a low voice, a creepy smile in his eyes, "Boss Ling, we finally meet."

Ling Che sneered, "No wonder no one has ever seen Boss Jin. It turns out Boss Jin is Zhao Xing, the former Chinese maritime merchant."

"Boss Ling is really smart. He recognized me right away." Zhao Xing laughed. "It's a pity those police officers were so stupid. I was able to travel freely in China without anyone knowing I was Jin Huan."

Ling Che sneered. When he heard Zhao Xing's first words, he concluded that he was the Jin Huan on the phone.

Identifying people by their voice is the most basic skill.

"The sea merchant Zhao Xing emigrated abroad, changed his nationality and name, and transformed himself into Jin Huan, a tycoon of the Han Kingdom?"

"Boss Ling actually discovered this secret." Zhao Xing held the gun in his hand and looked at the other party fearlessly. "What should I do? Boss Ling has another handle on me. Is Boss Ling sure he won't cooperate with me?"

"I hate threats the most. The more threats you make, the more I like to exploit your weaknesses." Ling Che laughed, "I'm destined not to be on the same page with Boss Jin."

"Boss Ling is quite capable," Zhao Xing said, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. "He blew up two of my transfer stations in just a few days. How are we going to settle this?"

"I always seek revenge. Boss Jin has touched my people, so I have to pay some blood, right?" Ling Che curled his lips. "That's only fair."