1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  Thinking about it again, it’s not right. Brother Shaochen’s family was poor back then, and his father had passed away when he was in college. And his mother, shortly after he worked, also died of cancer. He just graduated from university by himself, even if he worked hard, how much money would he have to afford the clothes just now?

   Besides, Brother Shaochen has already passed away. . . . . .

  In the resplendent shopping mall, Mu Qingyu stood outside in a daze, surrounded by human fireworks, vigorously surrounding her, but they all seemed as illusory as a passer-by.

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   same moment.

  Leng Yunlin drove a silver Porsche 911, came out of Wanguo City, and went straight to Huamu Shenfang in Xishan Villa District.

   Half an hour later, he returned home, casually threw the car keys to the servant at home, Leng Yunlin went straight to the living room, and before he got close, he heard someone's voice in the living room.

   "Xiaoxuan, today I specially asked Yunlin to come back, you have to seize the opportunity!" This was Dong Jiachang's voice.

   "Seize the opportunity? Aunt—" Zhao Xiaoxuan's voice was filled with grievance and slight resentment toward Leng Yunlin, "did you see Brother Yunlin's attitude at the dinner yesterday? He doesn't see me at all, only that vixen!"

   "What are you afraid of!" Dong Jiachang immediately said, "That vixen woman can't get on the stage. Haoran and I will never agree to Yunlin doing stupid things!"

   "Auntie, that woman is really annoying!" Zhao Xiaoxuan didn't lower her voice, but seemed to experience the anger again, "That woman is really annoying, not only scolded me, but also swaggered in front of me! She didn't even give you face! You are Brother Yunlin's mother! This is really too much!"

  Listening to Zhao Xiaoxuan's words, Dong Jiachang's face was not very good-looking.

   "Why is it too much?" Just when Dong Jiachang was about to speak, Leng Yunlin's voice came. As soon as the two raised their eyes, they saw Leng Yunlin walking from outside with a calm face.

   "Brother Yunlin, you're back!" Zhao Xiaoxuan stood up from the sofa while talking. The originally angry expression disappeared immediately, it was so virtuous and virtuous that it was terrifying!

  Leng Yunlin looked back at Zhao Xiaoxuan's gentle face, nodded slightly, and was about to go upstairs, but Dong Jiachang stopped him.

   "Yunlin, come and sit down." As he spoke, he patted the sofa beside him.

   Leng Yunlin glanced at his mother. Although he didn't like it, he still didn't want to refute her face in front of outsiders.

  So I had no choice but to come and sit down, and ordered the servant to serve myself a cup of coffee.

   "Yunlin, Xiaoxuan saw that I was bored at home, so she came to chat with me specially. Why didn't you take the initiative to say hello when you saw him?" Dong Jiachang's tone was slightly reproachful.

   "Auntie, it's okay, maybe Brother Yunlin didn't see me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said hello to me, right, Brother Yunlin?"

  Zhao Xiaoxuan gave Leng Yunlin a look while talking. Leng Yunlin lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, not buying Zhao Xiaoxuan's account at all.

  Well, the taste is not as good as that made by Mu Qingyu!

  The atmosphere became a little awkward in an instant, Dong Jiachang snorted coldly and said: "Yunlin, you did too much about yesterday's banquet! Xiaoxuan is generous, don't care about your confusion, so I won't say anything. If you don't have a sense of proportion, don't blame me for not letting you go."