作者: Filthy 機械翻訳
Seeing Mu Xueling keep smiling, Ling Zhensheng felt a little strange and his heart ached. "Xueling... this is for you."
2He handed her a bank card in his hand. "This is the alimony for my two children, and it's also the money I've saved over the years. If you guys save some money, it'll be enough for you to spend for 30 to 50 years."
2Mu Xueling's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What, are you planning to draw a line between us?"
2In the divorce, they split the assets, 50/50.
2Now Ling Zhensheng wants to give her the other half.
Mu Xueling took his card, stood up. "I know."
2She turned and left the coffee shop. Ling Zhensheng wanted to say something but did not say it.
2The life of Xueling now was all because of him.
2He sighed. Now his salary was enough for him to live on. As long as the woman who had been with him all his life lived well.
2As for Xia Qinglian's threat, he did not take it to heart. Because to him, Qinglian was still that innocent little girl from before. The little girl who would blush when he held her hand. Even if she resented him for not taking good care of Xiao Jue, it was only a moment of anger.
2Sigh...
2Ling Zhensheng continued to drink his coffee. His life was almost at its end.
From now on, he would just live his life in peace.
As for Xiao Jue... Just let him be...
2He was living a good life now, with Feng Yulin...
2He had once wanted to use him, but now that he thought about it, it was fine. At this point, his family had already left, so why should he pursue something that did not belong to him?
2Xueling's words just now had belittled herself to the point that she was worthless.
2That high and mighty young miss of the Mu family was gone...
2...
Ling Jue sat in the car and watched the traffic outside. She was a little bored.
The weather was really nice today. The sun was warm and there was no feeling of being exposed to the sun.
2Tang Yuan looked at her troubled expression and was a little confused. "Lord Jue, why are you so conflicted? If you want to know what Xia Qinglian is thinking, we can just slap her directly."
2Ling Jue nodded. "I thought of it a long time ago, but I can't do it now. Wait until I find an opportunity..."
2"What opportunity?"
2"An opportunity to slap her in the face. She has nothing to say."
2Ling Jue yawned. "Sigh, I'm suddenly so sleepy..."
2She did not know what she was going to do, so she was a little bored. "Forget it, let's go home and sleep."
2She had just left Xia Qinglian, and she had planned to go to Mi to take a look. After hesitating for a while, she did not feel like going.
Someone was in charge there, and Mu Chen would be broadcasting today.
It was as if her life had lost its passion.
Everything was so dull...
2When she returned home, she heard a knock on the door as soon as she laid down on the bed. It made her very annoyed.
She opened the door and saw the old man standing at the door.
Ling Jue raised her eyebrows. Why was the old man looking for her?
2"Second young master, the old master wants to talk to you." Guan Cheng was all smiles. He helped the old man into the sofa and walked out.
2Ling Jue poured him a cup of tea and sat across from him. She was a little confused. "What's the matter?"
2This man was Su Chenwei's father. He had been helping Su Chenwei manage the Su family all these years.
Su Chenwei thought that he was the one who had the most authority in the Su family.
"Give me a cup of lemon tea with ice."
2"..." Ling Jue looked at the old man opposite her. His eyes were shrewd. His white beard matched his somewhat thin face. He looked energetic and capable, but a little thin.
2There was a wave of recommendation tickets