The Abandoned Wife's Wedding Dress

Five years of love and three years of marriage ended abruptly with the words "She's back." She thought she had finally stepped into his heart, but it turned out that it was all her wishful thinking. He said, "It's been three years, it's time to give you freedom." On the divorce agreement, she wrote her name neatly and neatly, her hands surprisingly not trembling at all. [Excerpt] "Miss, you are six weeks pregnant, don't you know?" Boom - Like thunder in his head, Du Ruoxi's face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, "What?" Pregnant? Just ten days after divorcing Shang Zhiqing, she unexpectedly became pregnant. However, he had never had sex with her, so how could he have a child? Suddenly, her eyes widened, she bit her lower lip, and her body trembled like a lotus in the wind. The child was not his, but that person's? It turned out to be that night... That cruel devil. ＊＊＊ "Uncle Tang, you really want to climb into my mother's bed!" Du Boliang sat on the table with his legs crossed and gnawed on an apple, smiling innocently. "Pfft-" A certain man spurted out all the water he had just drank in one breath. "Uncle Tang, you said that if we tell my mother about this matter, what do you think she will do?" Du Boqi was so handsome that he played with a gun and fanned the flames. "Ahem..." Two demons came prepared. He had to resist, resist... ＊＊＊ Three years later, at Shang Zhiqing's engagement ceremony. She held his cousin's hand and walked towards him, her gentle smile blooming like a lotus, "Congratulations to Mr. Shang, Miss Leng on your happy marriage." He was stunned on the spot, the nameless fire rising in his heart almost crushing the goblet in his hand. "Oh, by the way, these are my two children." She pulled out the two children from behind, "Liang'er, Qi'er, call them uncle and aunt." "Hello uncle, hello auntie." The two three-year-old children look exactly the same. They are exquisite and beautiful, but their black grape-like eyes reveal innocent evil. "Uncle, you look like a perfect match for this aunt. No wonder my mother dumped you back then." Did she dump him? His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were on fire. ＊＊＊ ——Two devils, four years old "Is he the person Uncle Tang wants to kill?" The car door is wide open, and the man is sitting lazily in the luxury car. He is elegant and noble, his narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, the corners of his lips are curved like a smile, and his brows are lightly raised, revealing a hint of evil cruelty. A few hundred meters in front of him, two children with the same delicate features were wearing the same slim-fitting white shirts, black ties, and black suits, pointing guns at him with both hands. Du Boqi frowned and said to Du Boliang beside him: "Why does he look so like you?" "Idiot, he looks a lot like you." Du Boliang curled his lips. Du Boqi stared at the man carefully for a while. He did indeed look similar, but unfortunately it was the person Uncle Tang wanted to kill. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I don't care, kill him first." "Yes." Du Boliang nodded heavily. As soon as the sound fell, Du Boqi pulled the pistol and fired with bang bang. Du Boliang rolled his eyes, inserted both guns into his waist, turned around and ran towards the alley to escape, "Brother, you hold on first, I will find someone to support him." The boy who was familiar with the nature of a certain runaway kid suddenly became angry, "Du Boliang, you bastard." ………… Mo Shi held the boy's back collar with one hand and looked at this little face that was 85% similar to the young master. Thinking that he had killed the young master just a moment ago, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and asked for instructions: "Master, how should I deal with this child?" The man's dark eyes flashed with a dangerous edge, and he spoke with a smile, but his words were cold and clear, "If you dare to kill me, you will have to pay with your life." ＊＊＊ "Earl, it's unbelievable that you spent three days and three nights designing a wedding dress for a woman." For three days and three nights, without sleep, he hoped to make her grand wedding dress himself. From conception to hands-on work, he carefully sketched and revised every line and every tiny detail until it was perfect.