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Chapter 840 I'm Going to Live a Good Life as a Family of Three

"Huo Jiting, are you following her?"

When he noticed that Huo Jiting's gaze fell to the position where he was holding Zhizhi's hand, he grabbed it tighter, even though Zhizhi was resisting.

He turned around and said to Zhizhi in a low voice, and then continued to look at the man with a pale face, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Zhizhi hates others stalking her the most. What do you want to do? Then catch her and lock her up?"

As he said that, Song Yan had a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, "You know that the person she likes is me, why do you just refuse to let Zhizhi free?"

Huo Jiting pursed his thin lips tightly, and his eyes fell on Qingzhi.

Qingzhi smiled at Huo Jiting, then picked up the bag and smashed it on Song Yan's head.

This made everyone stunned.

Song Yan looked back at her in shock, "Zhizhi!"

"You are tugging at me in front of my husband. Shouldn't you hit me? I'll allow you to touch me?"

A touch of disbelief flashed through Song Yan's eyes, and he held Qingzhi's wrist and tried a little harder, "So Zhizhi, I didn't hear you wrong. Are you hitting me for Huo Jiting?"

"If you don't let go, it will be no more than hitting you next time."

"I understand, you believe Huo Jiting's sow discord, or you misunderstood what Wanwan and I have, deliberately use Huo Jiting to anger me!" A trace of injury flashed in Song Yan's eyes, "I'm here with you, that's it

Not worthy of your belief?”

"You let go of me before talking, my wrist is about to break!"

"You can't let go. If you let go of the misunderstanding between us, you won't be able to explain clearly. I know you are jealous, but there is no need. I only like you!" Song Yan still did not let go.

The next moment, his arm was hit hard.

He groaned, his strength was reduced, and Qingzhi's wrist was able to break free.

After Huo Jiting smashed it with a stick, his body shook, his big palm was weak and he was holding the wound, and cold sweat was already on his head.

Qingzhi hurried over to help him. Now it was Huo Jiting's turn to start pushing her. Qingzhi refused to let go, "Don't move, pay attention to your wound."

"Zhizhi, you told me that you hate Huo Jiting. You will file for divorce whenever you have the chance!" Song Yan's eyes couldn't live without her, "Are you lying to me?"

"Now I'm not leaving, I like him. I have his children in my stomach. I'm going to live a good life for the family of three." Qingzhi said, holding Huo Jiting's face and kissed him heavily on the side face.

Huo Jiting froze.

Song Yan also froze, almost stinging, "Zhizhi!!"

"I have never liked you before. I just treated you as my brother. I have caused you an illusion before. I am sorry, but since I chose Huo Jiting, I should live with him well, instead of being flirting with him,

Do you like women who are fickle and cheating during marriage? No!"

"And the point is, I really like Huo Jiting. From the beginning to the end, he is the only one who likes. Only he can bring me heart-warming and heart-wrenching pain. Both of us have too sharp personalities

Biluo, no one is willing to bow his head, so he hurts each other like this.”

"So, I want to face my heart right now."

"If he doesn't bow his head, I will bow my head first. He is unhappy. I will take the initiative to make him happy. He is my husband. And you Song Yan, if you are willing to be my friend, we will still be friends. If you have some thoughts on the side, you

, I’m sorry, I can only stay away from you!”

"Song Yan, be a person with a more positive outlook. Don't always pry people's corners, let alone, I'm not a good corner. My corners are probably made of diamonds, so you can't pry them!
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