"I know."
Su Qiao wanted to pull away from his hand, but Jiang Jinghao stubbornly refused to let go.
"Anything else?"
Jiang Jinghao's face turned red. "Bao'er, I... I'm waiting for your divorce."
"Wait as long as you want."
[Ouch, he turned red, he must be shy!]
"Yeah."
Su Qiao nodded slightly, and finally firmly pulled his hand away and left the rental house.
When we got home, it was completely dark, almost seven or eight o'clock.
As soon as he stepped into the living room, Su Qiao smelled the smell of wine all over the room, and there were several empty bottles poured on the floor.
The old lady was on the sofa, advising her son, who was still drinking one cup after another.
"Xiao Yuan, you can't drink anymore."
"Go away!"
Wen Congyuan, whose face was red from drinking, saw Su Qiao standing at the door and pushed his mother away.
Holding a wine bottle in his hand, he staggered towards her, his eyes red. "You... tell me, who is the man you met during the day?"
"Is he the wild man who called you last time?"
"How far have you developed with him? Have you hugged him? Kissed him? Or have you already slept with him?"
"Xiao Yuan, you are drunk." The old lady quickly hugged his waist from behind, trying to keep him away from Su Qiao.
Unfortunately, Wen Congyuan didn't listen at all and forcefully pulled her hand away and threw her away.
"Go away! I'm not drunk, I'm very sober, and my mind has never been so clear as it is now!"
Wen Congyuan pointed the wine bottle at Su Qiao: "You bitch!"
"Can't you women live without a man? Can't you live without that thing in bed?"
"Ah... tell me, you bitch, can't you live without that thing in bed?"
Wen Congyuan became angrier as he spoke and slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.
"Bitch! How dare you cuckold me? I will beat you to death today, you bitch!"
"So that you can never go out to seduce men again, so that you can never dislike me again."
Su Qiao stretched out his foot and kicked out the man who was rushing towards him. "I think you are itchy again!"
"Xiao Yuan, don't go there."
"Xiao Qiao, he is drunk, he is talking nonsense, you must not take it seriously."
The old lady was so anxious that she couldn't persuade her son, so she could only persuade Su Qiao.
It's a pity that Su Qiao is still simmering here because of food poisoning.
He twisted his neck, went up to the man and gave him a good beating.
The beating made the man squat in the corner with his head in his hands and moan.
"Are you sober?"
"Are you still scolding me? Do you still want to beat me to death?"
"I'm useless. I'm still doubting this and that all day long. I'm so arrogant. You're so embarrassed."
"If it were me, I would have been living with my tail between my legs. Why do you have the nerve to vent your anger on a woman? Are you a man?"
"Oh, I was wrong. You are not a man to begin with. You are just useless nonsense who only knows how to beat women."
"Hmph, we really should let people outside take a closer look at what kind of good man they think is that one-in-a-million man who can't be found even with a lantern."
Su Qiao put his hands on his hips and spoke quickly and venomously, leaving him no face at all.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Wen Congyuan, who had already woken up, raised his head and glared at her angrily with a pair of red eyes when he heard this.
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What, you are still not convinced?"
"Did I hit you too lightly? Or didn't I whip you to death with a whip?"