Lao Qin, let's get a divorce. Living with a greasy fat guy like you, who is no longer good at that, is like going to jail. "
Having just been humiliated by his ex-wife and kicked out, 39-year-old Qin Meng looked at his good-for-nothing son who was still looking for a living for the school belle and even asked for hundreds of dollars in red envelopes from him.
Qin Meng laughed angrily. In the past, he endured humiliation and heavy burdens for his family and his children, but in the end, his wife and children were separated?
Damn this uncle's humiliation! I won't pretend anymore!
[Ding! It is detected that the host's anger level is off the charts, and the 'suit thug hormone system' is activated!
[Novice mission: No matter what method you use, cure your son's love brain. Reward: Return to 18-year-old peak physique + 10 times the powerful cashback card!
Looking at his crying son, Qin Meng said with a big backhand: "Crying? Crying over a green tea that treats you like a cash machine? Let's go, daddy will take you to a good place! "
Qin Meng drove the borrowed Wuling Hongguang and hit the accelerator to the city's most upscale 'Yunding Spa Club'.
The son was so frightened: "Dad, this is not a serious place... Mom will kill herself!" "
Qin Meng lit a cigarette, his eyes as deep as a wolf: "Remember, the best medicine to cure a broken love is not time, but new love. If one is not enough, then ten! "
When rows of technicians wearing high-cut cheongsam and 12cm red-soled high heels bent down and shouted "Hello, Mr. Qin" in unison, Qin Xiaozhen's outlook collapsed, and then - it smelled so good!
