The other side. Ge Feifei followed Pucherang out of a milk powder factory.

Pucheron asked Ge Feifei: "It was your husband who called, right?" Why don't you answer the phone? ”

Ge Feifei said calmly: "I don't know what to say. After that, you have to face the topic of divorce. It would be more cruel for my husband to make a choice between me and his family. ”

Pucheron reminded Ge Feifei: "It's not a way to drag it all the time." At the end of the day, you still have to face reality. ”

In fact, it is exactly as Purcheron said.

However, Ge Feifei didn't want to face divorce: "My husband and I calm down with each other. It's good for us and me. Even if I divorce my husband, those people in the Qin family who are making trouble for me may not be willing to let me go. I also want to see what kind of attitude Old Man Qin has. ”

For the sake of Ge Feifei's good, Pu Chelang didn't ask much, and drove Ge Feifei to inspect a children's clothing company.

The tense itinerary made Ge Feifei have no time to think about the contradiction with Qin Nanqian.

After the inspection of the children's clothing company, Pucherang and Gefeifei went out to the children's clothing company.

Ge Feifei felt tired.

"Chelang. I have to go back to see my mom. I took a taxi home by myself. ”

Pucheran stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

Ge Gefei sat on the taxi and left work.

Pucheron went to a nearby parking place and drove his car back to the company building.

Fan Cersei, who was sitting on the steps downstairs of the company, rushed to the front of Pucherang's car as if she had seen a life-saving grass: "You have to help me." ”

I hated it when I saw Fan Cersei, and Pulcheron sat still.

Fan Cersei patted the window of Pucherang's car: "My mother is going to be hospitalized. Wu Youxin lied to me. The small house I live in now belongs to Fan Yinshuang. ”

Cessei's voice was loud, attracting passers-by.

Pucheron also had to be embarrassed and pushed the car door hard. Push Cessei to the ground.

Serce Spa.

"Pcheron! You have no conscience! ”

Pucheron said coldly: "At present, the media is just scolding your own mother for being shameless. If you really don't have a shame. I can help you lose face. ”

The threat was useless, and Fan Cersei had to pretend to be pitiful.

"I'm really out of here."

Pucheron replied silently: "I have no obligation to save your little third mother. If only you knew you had a son. You're going to do something to shame. ”

Cersei burst into tears.

"I'm really out of here."

Pulcheron closed the door and locked the car.

Seeing that Pucherang was leaving, Fan Cersei hugged Pucherang's leg: "You can do it." ”

Purcheron warns Fan Cersei: "If you have difficulties, you can find the relevant part. I'm not your leader. You were the one who abandoned me in the first place. Whatever the theory, I am more rational than you. It's useless to pretend to be miserable with me. ”

Cersei got up, ready to crash into Pricheron's car.

Purcherang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Fan Cersei: "Are you poor and confused?" My car, with a recorder. Touching porcelain doesn't work with me. Are you going to let me keep some ugly pictures of you for my son to see? ”

Fan Cersei reined in her momentum.

"I just want you to help me. Even if it's a stranger, you should lend a helping hand. ”

Pricheron still refused.

"I repeat. I have no reason to help you. You sell your car and your designer clothes and bags at a discount, which is more than enough to support your mom's treatment expenses. The pain your mother has caused you. I'm not obligated to pay for you. I've been hurt by you. I have no bearing to provide for you. ”

Looking at the ruthless Pulcherang, Fan Cersei knew that it would not be good, so she had to drive her own car away.

Pulcheron went back to his company.