Before The College Entrance Examination, 20 Years Later, I Sent A Text Message

Two days later.

When Song Yuan threw the divorce agreement in front of Jiang Wenwen who was having lunch, Jiang Wenwen's expression was very calm, she flipped through the divorce agreement and laughed softly.

"Wait a minute! I have something for you too."

After finishing speaking, she put down the tableware and chopsticks in her hand, and she got up and entered the bedroom.

Song Yuan frowned and looked at her back, wondering what else could she have for him at this time?

Soon.

Jiang Wenwen came back with a folder and threw it in front of him.

"Look at it! After reading it, you can get me a new divorce agreement. The one just now is not good!"

She was too calm now.

He was so calm that Song Yuan was full of doubts.

Even with a little doubt, he opened the folder Jiang Wenwen threw him.

As soon as he opened the folder and saw what was inside, his pupils shrank slightly, and his expression changed.

In this folder, it turned out to be full of evidence that he had raised women outside and illegitimate daughters over the years.

He hurriedly turned back, page after page, it turned out to be all kinds of evidence.

There were even more than one photos of his two illegitimate daughters outside.

He couldn't take it any longer, he closed the folder suddenly, raised his head and stared coldly at Jiang Wenwen who was eating again, "Are you ready to divorce me? Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to collect so much evidence so quickly, right? wrong?"

Jiang Wenwen paused with the chopsticks in her hand, raised her eyes to look at him, with a faint smile on her lips, "I'm just protecting my rights, what's wrong? You did it, I just collected some evidence. , Now I just want to ask: Do you still insist on divorce?"

Song Yuan gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his temples throbbed, "Leave! This time we are separated!"

Jiang Wenwen didn't seem to be surprised, she pushed the divorce agreement in front of him, "Then don't talk nonsense, take this away and redraft one that will satisfy me, otherwise I don't mind going to court with you. ."

Song Yuan: "..."

At this moment, he saw the cruelty under Jiang Wenwen's beautiful appearance.

For so many years, he thought that he had been keeping women outside and giving birth to children, but she had been kept in the dark!

Who would have thought that she had already been clear, and the evidence had been collected so completely, but it had never been brought out.

"What conditions do you want?"

He squeezed the words out of his teeth.

Jiang Wenwen lowered her head again to continue eating, and said lightly: "It depends on your sincerity. When you proposed to me, you showed good sincerity. Now that we are divorced, I hope you can show good sincerity too. Come! Otherwise, it won't impress me."

Song Yuan: "???"

At this moment, he had a feeling of being a dog.

He thinks it is right to show sincerity in the proposal, but... who wants to show sincerity in a divorce? Isn't divorce just a matter of turning over your face?

"You want me to get out of the house?"

he asked darkly.

Jiang Wenwen smiled, "This condition is very sincere! Are you willing?"

Song Yuan stood up suddenly and said angrily, "Don't even think about it! I would rather enter the palace cleanly than leave the house cleanly!"

Jiang Wenwen was amused by him.

Spreading his hands, "I'm not that absolute. What kind of conditions can reflect your sincerity? Just think about it slowly! I won't worry about it."

Song Yuan was so angry that his chest was heaving, and the more he saw her calm and calm appearance, the more angry he became.

However, the reason why he cheated and raised an illegitimate daughter is now in her hands. Although if there is a lawsuit, the evidence may not be able to play a big role in the division of property. He should be able to keep a lot of property.

but……

Can he lose that man?

Can his parents lose that person?

He angrily took the divorce settlement and left.

After he left, Jiang Wenwen sighed and her expression darkened.

She knew her marriage was over.

At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder if she broke up with Chen Yu and chose Song Yuan, was it really wrong?

...

Two more days later.

More than two o'clock in the afternoon.

A coffee shop in Beijing, the corner by the window.

A thin middle-aged man with a sloppy appearance, handed a kraft paper bag to Song Yuan and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, the information about the person you entrusted us to investigate before is here, you see... the last payment. Can you settle it for me?"

Song Yuan took the paper bag, glanced at him, and said blankly, "When I see the value of the data, let's talk about the final payment!"

The thin man smiled and nodded.

Song Yuan opened the kraft paper bag and pulled out a stack of documents.

At the top of the information, Chen Yu's name is written, and Chen Yu's photo is also posted.

Song Yuan glanced at this document, and saw that Chen Yu's current residence was in the capital, and he lived in a courtyard house.

This?

This condition is better than Laozi? I can't even afford to live in a courtyard.

There are so many houses and shops under the name?

Did this guy rob a bank?

Graduated from Shuimu University, can you make money like this?

but……

Why is his current occupation unemployed?

Unemployed, but there are so many real estate and shops?

The more Song Yuan looked at Chen Yu's profile, the more fake he felt.

Soon, on this document, he saw Chen Yu's source of funds - lottery tickets and stocks?

Seeing this, he looked up at the thin man opposite, "Mr. Huang, are you serious about this information?"

Mr. Huang looked puzzled, "What did Mr. Song say? We are professional private investigators. If you pay a high price, of course the information we give you is the information that has been carefully investigated, why? Mr. Song is questioning our professionalism. Sex? Or... Mr. Song, you don't want to pay our balance?"

Song Yuan frowned, pointing to the source of Chen Yu's income on the document, "Look for yourself! His money mainly comes from lottery tickets and stocks? I can barely believe that he has the technology for stocks, but what the hell is lottery tickets? You want to tell me. He is very unlucky? Buying lottery tickets can also become a stable source of income?"

Mr. Huang laughed.

"Mr. Song, I can understand your doubts. In fact, when we first investigated this, we thought it was incredible, but... According to our serious investigation, we determined that Mr. Chen's initial fortune was indeed the source. In the lottery, and every time the World Cup starts, he will also bet abroad. As a result, every World Cup, he wins thanks to less. This point, we are also quite puzzled, but it is really true, you can Find other channels to verify this."

Song Yuan: "???"

He suspected that the surnamed Huang was fooling him, but he had no evidence now.

We can only put this issue on hold for the time being and continue to look at the following information.

At this time, Mr. Huang stretched out his hand to hold the document in his hand and smiled: "Mr. Song, if you still want to read the following documents, then please settle the balance first, please understand that we are doing small business. Yes, it's not easy."

Song Yuan was speechless.

After hesitating for a while, he could only take out his mobile phone with a dark face and transfer money to him.

Mr. Huang, who received the final payment, got up and said goodbye with a happy expression.

When Song Yuan is left alone, continue to read the following information.

Among those documents, there is the information of Chen Yu's wife Tang Hongjie, as well as the information of his pair of children. Song Yuan's eyes twitched slightly when he saw that he actually had a pair of children.

Kind of jealous.

Outside of his own home, he gave birth to three daughters.

I've always wanted a son, but couldn't get one.

But this rival in love had a son and a daughter, which made him suddenly feel that he had robbed Jiang Wenwen from this guy, as if he had helped this guy a lot.

What is this called?

Resisting the discomfort in his heart, he continued to read the information.

I saw the profiles of Chen Yu's three apprentices.

What age is this, that guy actually has three apprentices?

Baguazhang?

Martial arts? Two of the three apprentices have opened martial arts halls? His wife Tang Hongjie also opened a large fitness center?

Seeing this, Song Yuan was thoughtful, feeling as if he had already thought of how to deal with Chen Yu.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his mobile phone, found the number, and dialed it.

After a while, the call was connected.

"Hello? Ayuan? Why do you remember to call me at this time? What? Want to invite me for a drink tonight?"

A gruff man's voice came from the phone.

Song Yuan: "You can drink anytime, even tonight. However, I have something I want to ask you about right now."

Song Yuan: "I remember that you usually practice Sanda, right?"

"Well, there is such a thing, what's wrong?"

Song Yuan: "Then, do you know who is the best in the Chuanwu circle in our capital? Or not in the Chuanwu circle. In short, you must be able to fight and actually fight, do you know?"

"Huh? No, A Yuan, don't you want to learn kung fu too? Why don't you ask about this?"

Song Yuan: "Don't worry about the reason for now! Just tell me if you know who can fight the best?"

"Uh... this, you really confuse me, you know that I usually practice Sanda as a hobby, right? If you ask me if I know any masters who can play, then I do know a few, but If you want to ask me who can fight the best...hehe, then I can only suggest you to search the Internet for the list of martial arts champions in recent years, hehe..."

Song Yuan frowned and thought for a while, "Okay! Then tell me a few experts you know, and I'll listen to it first!"

"Oh, good! Let me think about it, by the way, you know Bajiquan, right? I happen to know that there is a Bajiquan gym owner who is very powerful, how is it? Are you going to apprentice?"

Song Yuan frowned slightly, "The owner of the Bajiquan gym?"

"Yes! The owner of the pavilion is surnamed Wu, and he is very famous in the circle. I heard that he was very good in actual combat before, and it seems that he has never lost."

Song Yuan was a little surprised, "Really or not? Never lost?"

"Well, that's what I heard anyway."

Song Yuan: "What about his contact information? Do you have it? If you have, send it to me quickly!"

...

the next morning.

Accompanied by the driver and secretary, Song Yuan drove to the Zhengyi Bajiquan gym.

After entering the door, the secretary approached the boxing gym's front desk lady Dao Ming, and Song Yuan and the others were invited to the gym's main office on the second floor.

Meet the owner of the museum, Wu Zhengyi.

Wu Zhengyi is about fifty years old. He is tall and has a face with Chinese characters, giving people the feeling of an old tough guy.

But Song Yuan's brows were slightly wrinkled.

Because he felt that Wu Zhengyi seemed to be a little old.

A person of this age, even if he is a martial artist, can he still fight in actual combat? Can the energy keep up?

He doesn't believe that in reality, there really is the inner strength and true energy in martial arts novels.

Therefore, he also does not believe that people who practice martial arts in reality, the older they get, the better they can fight.

He only believes that boxing is afraid of young and strong, young and strong, and it is possible to be a master of actual combat.

However, since he has come today, he is not in a hurry to leave.

Wu Zhengyi was very polite and ordered the lady at the front desk who led Song Yuan and the others upstairs to make a pot of tea, and by the way greeted Song Yuan and others to take a seat.

After a few greetings, he asked Song Yuan and the others' intentions.

"Master Wu, I have a business I want to do with you, but I don't know if you are willing to accept it or not."

Song Yuan stared at Wu Zhengyi's expression, ready to test Wu Zhengyi's confidence.

Wu Zhengyi was quite surprised, "Oh? I don't know what business President Song is referring to?"

Song Yuan: "I pay, you contribute! Help me challenge a few people. For every win, how about I pay for a game? Will Master Wu accept this business?"

Wu Zhengyi was stunned, "Let me help President Song how many people do you challenge? I don't know who you want me to challenge? President Song, I have something to say first, ordinary people, we martial arts practitioners can't just come to the door to challenge , because that is not a challenge, it is provocation, bullying, and breaking the law!"

Song Yuan chuckled, "Of course, I can't let Master Wu challenge you to challenge ordinary people. The people I want you to challenge are all martial arts practitioners, and two of them also open martial arts halls. It's a fitness center, but as far as I know, the fitness center also has a training class for teaching Baguazhang, how about it? Challenge these people, is it okay?"

Wu Zhengyi looked at Song Yuan thoughtfully.

You probably understand what the business is.

This is not hatred or hatred!

As for this kind of business or not?

Wu Zhengyi thought for a moment, smiled, and said: "Mr. Song, we can discuss this business, but whether I can take it or not, I have to ask you to tell me the specific information about the object to be challenged, I have to evaluate it, my side Is there any chance of winning, right?"

Song Yuan smiled.

Secret thought: Sure enough, money can make ghosts run the mill.

...

evening.

Chen family courtyard.

When Chen Yu's family was preparing to eat, the eldest apprentice Jiang Rongguang hurried over.

Chen Yu, who was serving dishes on the table, was a little surprised. Looking at the embarrassed smile on Jiang Rongguang's face, he wondered what this kid was doing at this time.

Deliberately choose to come here at meal time, asshole?

"Master, Mistress! No worries, no worries, Sister Wang! You haven't had dinner yet? Hehe."

Jiang Rongguang, who hurriedly entered the door, greeted everyone with a smirk.

Sister Wang, the nanny, smiled back.

Chen Wuyou glanced at Jiang Rongguang's empty hands, and pouted, "Senior brother, what about the fold-eared rabbit you promised me last time? How long has it been since you bought it for me?"

"Next time! I must buy it next time!"

Jiang Rongguang, who had something in his heart, quickly perfunctory.

Chen Wuxuan said vaguely while putting vegetables in his mouth: "Then you hurry up and buy it! If you buy it earlier, my sister can raise the rabbit earlier, and then I can let my dad kill it and braise it earlier. Eat meat, hehe."

Jiang Rongguang glanced at the boy and was amused.

Chen Wuyou slapped the boy on the forehead with chopsticks, "Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat! If you dare to eat my fold-eared rabbit, I'll never stop with you!"

Chen Wuju was beaten and hurriedly covered his head, muttering dissatisfied: "Sister! You are unreasonable, the rabbit should be eaten when it grows up! Just like a flower grows, it should be plucked, otherwise there will be too many. Waste it?"

Chen Wuyou was so angry that he wanted to hit him again.

The siblings got into a fight.

Chen Yu didn't bother to care about them, Tang Hongjie raised her hand and patted her daughter Chen Wuyou, and turned to ask Jiang Rongguang, "Rongguang, how about you? Have you eaten dinner? If you haven't, just go get some tableware and let's eat together! You may not know that this table of dishes is all made by your master."

"Ah? Really? My master can still cook?"

Although there was something hidden in his heart, Jiang Rongguang was still surprised by the meaning of the teacher's mother's words.

Tang Hongjie smiled and nodded.

Chen Wuju interjected: "Senior brother, don't you know? My dad's cooking is delicious, but he's never done it before, and I only recently learned that he's so good at cooking."

Chen Wuyou tilted his head at Jiang Rongguang, "Go get the bowls and chopsticks! You're lucky today!"

Chen Yu also said, "Go! Since you're here, let's eat together."

Jiang Rongguang just hadn't had dinner yet, so he agreed immediately, and trotted to the kitchen to get a pair of tableware and chopsticks.

When he tasted the steamed sea bass on the table, his expression immediately became very surprised, looking at Chen Yu and then at the others.

"This dish was really made by my master? Are you kidding me? My master's cooking is so delicious?"

Everyone laughed, including Chen Yu.

Chen Wuyou's face brightened, "Senior brother, do you also want to ask my dad, since cooking is so delicious, why didn't he cook it before?"

Jiang Rongguang nodded again and again, "Yes, I have been with Master for so many years, and I have never eaten it before, and I never knew Master could cook..."

Chen Wuju smiled, "Because my dad just learned how to cook recently! Haha..."

Jiang Rongguang didn't believe it. He looked at the table of dishes in front of him that looked very good, and shook his head: "Impossible! I have also learned to cook. How can someone who has just learned to cook cook so well? I don't believe it. !"

...

No matter how everyone explains it, Jiang Rongguang doesn't believe that Master Chen Yu has only recently learned how to cook.

Of course, no one had to make him believe it.

Everyone eats and chats.

Chatting and chatting, Chen Yu casually asked Jiang Rongguang to come here at this time, is there something wrong?

Jiang Rongguang stopped the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Chen Yu, and then looked at the others, hesitating and hesitating.

"Rongguang, you can talk about anything! There are no outsiders here."

Tang Hongjie was aroused by curiosity and urged.

Although Chen Yu didn't remind him, his eyes kept staring at Jiang Rongguang.

Jiang Rongguang's face was slightly red, and he smiled embarrassingly, "Master, Mistress, I, I am getting married, and I have come to invite you to attend my wedding at that time."

When he said this, everyone was stunned.

Chen Wuxi blurted out and asked, "No! Senior brother, didn't you say you have to play for another two years, so you definitely won't get married in the next few years?"

Chen Wuyou echoed: "Yes, you also said that whoever gets married in the past two years is a puppy. Did you say that?"

Sister Wang, the nanny, smiled and congratulated, "Congratulations!"

Tang Hongjie chuckled, "This is really good news, congratulations! You're getting married! Your master and I will definitely be there to cheer you on, so don't worry!"

Chen Yu came back to his senses, looking at Jiang Rongguang's embarrassed and sneering expression at this time, he felt emotional again in his heart - the first two time and space, this kid is completely unreliable, he is clearly a scum, he didn't expect that in this time and space , but quite shy.

It's all about getting married.

"Well, it's a good thing! We will go, congratulations! If you need any help from me, just say it!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu also made a statement.