You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

When Zhou Yunzheng heard this, his wet eyes looked at him. They were filled with disbelief, and he immediately shouted, "Impossible!"

"That yellow-faced woman can't possibly want me!"

"It was you who said you wanted to change the mother, so she doesn't want us anymore." Zhou Anze continued, putting all the blame on a little child.

In this way, Zhou Anze could comfort himself that it was not his fault, but that Yun Zheng wanted to change his mother and that was why Chen Jue divorced him.

Zhou Yunzheng was just a child after all, and he was panicked.

He got off the sofa, walked up to Zhou Anze, and cried, grabbing his clothes: "Dad, let's go find Mom. I'll apologize to her. I want her back."

Seeing him crying like this, Zhou Anze reached out, picked him up and wiped his tears with a tissue, as he was his son after all.

"Okay, let's go find mom and bring her back."

Zhou Anze coaxed him, and his mind was already thinking about where to start.

Chen Jue in the imperial capital didn't know what he wanted to do.

After reading the message Zhou Anze sent to Song Buci today, she fell silent.

Chen Jue sat on the sofa holding his phone and looked at it for a long time.

It lasted so long that Song Buci and Bai Jin began to worry about her.

Bai Jin asked quietly, "Is she really okay like this?"

Song Buci looked at the person with a frown, regretting in his heart why he let her see those disgusting news.

"It should be fine." Song Buci said uncertainly.

"Why has she been watching for so long?" Bai Jin was still worried, "It seems like we have to get Zhou Anze to divorce her quickly. It's not a good idea to keep doing this every day.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and my hands started itching again.

"I really want to beat that scumbag Zhou Anze to death." Bai Jin was extremely angry.

"Okay." Song Buci comforted her, "Don't worry, one day we will put him in a sack and give him a good beating."

Chen Jue cried, tears falling from her eyes one by one and hitting the screen.

She cried so silently that neither of them noticed.

After sleeping in the same bed for so many years, she still hasn't seen through Zhou Anze.

When you are passionately in love, you would fly from far away just to see her.

He can also step forward to save her life when she is in danger, regardless of the risk to his own life.

He would also take her out to relax when she was most sad and try his best to make her happy.

At that time, they were so loving and passionate about each other that everyone envied them.

How long have you been married and it’s become like this?

Others are experiencing the seven-year itch, but it seems like it hasn’t even been seven years for them?

Chen Jue wiped her tears and thought about it. This year seemed to be the seventh year.

No wonder he changed his heart so quickly.

Song Buci and Bai Jin guessed Ding Ke, and whoever won would go to comfort Chen Jue.

In the end, Song Buci won. This was the first time Song Buci was so annoyed about his good luck.

Chen Jue is very sad now.

But we can't just sit there and do nothing.

Song Buci came over, sat next to her, reached out and took two pieces of paper and handed them to her to comfort her, "Don't be so sad, this kind of man is not worth your sadness."

"After we finish dinner tonight, we'll go to the bar and I'll order you a group of male models."

"I promise to serve you well." Song Buci patted his chest and promised.

Chen Jue wiped away tears and choked up, saying, "I just can't understand why he is like this."

"He used to be very nice to me."

Song Buci continued to comfort him, "No one rots all of a sudden. Maybe he is just like this."

Only with Song Buci's constant comfort did Chen Jue stop feeling sad.

After comforting the good man, Bai Jin came over.

"We are going to meet the boss at 7:30 in the evening. Don't cry. It looks so ugly with your eyes swollen from crying." Bai Jin said as he put an ice pack wrapped in a towel on her eyes.

"I don't want to go..." Chen Jue didn't want to go anywhere now. He just wanted to stay at home quietly.

"Go!" Bai Jin shouted, "You have to go. How can you not go to see this handsome guy?"

"And what if you get bored staying at home all day? What if you think about that damn scumbag all day long and want to commit suicide?" Bai Jin asked her.

Chen Jue was stunned after hearing this, then shook his head: "I won't commit suicide. He's not worth it."

"Since it's not worth it, why not go? After meeting the handsome guy, we can go to the bar and meet again!" Bai Jin put his arm around her shoulders and said.

After Bai Jin said a few words, Chen Jue finally agreed.

"Oh, you've become a crybaby. When did our Miss Chen become so fond of crying?" Song Buci held her face and looked at her left and right to comfort her.

"Miss Chen is going to be changed to Crybaby Chen." Bai Jin echoed.

Looking at their serious expressions, Chen Jue burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, no way." Chen Jue continued to wipe her tears and said with a smile, "I am Miss Chen."

Seeing her smile, both of them felt relieved.

Finally smiled.

After coaxing the other person into submission, the takeaway food they ordered arrived, and the three of them sat together and ate noodles.

Song Buci prefers strong flavors, so she ordered a bowl of snail noodles.

The other two immediately started screaming when they found out, "Song Buci, you ate snail noodles again, it stinks!"

Song Buci uttered an "ah" and retorted, "It doesn't stink. You can try it."

"Go eat outside, the whole house will be filled with the smell of snail noodles." Bai Jin couldn't stand that smell the most, so she walked into the kitchen with her noodles.

Chen Jue looked at Bai Jin and then at Song Buci, and finally she took the noodles to the living room on the second floor to eat.

Song Buci looked at them and smiled. Is it that outrageous?

After she opened the package, took out the chopsticks and took the first bite, Song Buci fell silent.

It really stinks.

Song Buci silently closed the lid, then silently took the trash can outside the villa and threw it in.

On the way back, Song Buci couldn't figure it out.

Why did her favorite snail noodles become smelly after wearing a book?

What she ate before was all delicious.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Song Buci was still thinking about this problem.

Bai Jin came out of the kitchen thinking about the bottle of drink, and seeing her sitting there distracted, he asked, "What's wrong? Where's your snail noodles?"

"Why does it smell bad?" Song Buci asked in confusion.

"That's right." Bai Jin replied.

This question continued until they went to the restaurant for dinner in the evening, and Song Buci was still thinking about it from time to time.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the waiter led them into the private room after they gave their names.

After opening the door and going in, I saw the Wen brothers already sitting there.

As soon as Wen Xuyan saw Song Buci, he immediately stood up and went to greet her, "Sister. You are here."

"Well, here we are." Song Buci said to him with a smile.

After saying that, he looked at Wen Jinnian who was sitting opposite him. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, had a slicked-back hair, and wore a pair of glasses on his nose.

He looked ascetic and gentle, with a faint smile on his face, which made him less aloof from the air of strangers.

Very handsome, extremely handsome, worthy of being the villain that the author spent a lot of time describing.

"Hello, my name is Wen Jinnian." He stood up and introduced himself, but his eyes fell on Chen Jue.