The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

furniture?

Zhou Yubai gave her furniture? Could it be any more outrageous?

Meng Xingluan's face was expressionless, and he couldn't help but want to smile sarcastically.

The weasel paid New Year's greetings to the chicken, but he didn't have a good heart.

Meng Xingluan was really disgusted with this lingering ex-husband.

She would rather Zhou Yubai ignored her and treated her coldly like he did before, instead of constantly acting abnormally like he does now.

Xie Yanci immediately turned cold.

Ah.

Now instead of trying to show your presence in person, why don’t you give gifts instead?

What's wrong with giving away furniture?

He wanted to see how outrageous Zhou Yubai could be.

So Xie Yanci lowered his head and asked softly: "Miss Meng, why don't you take a look at what he gave you first?"

Meng Xingluan glanced at him.

He thought for a few seconds, then nodded.

The driver walked to the back compartment of the truck, took out the key and unlocked it. As the cargo door opened, the contents inside came into view one by one.

It's actually furniture.

There are beds, bookcases, coffee tables, and even tables and benches made of marble.

Meng Xingluan: "..."

As expected, it is very consistent with the honeyed behaviors Zhou Yubai is doing now.

Xie Yanci let out a very light sneer.

His auspicious eyes were dark, with a sarcastic look at the end.

Should he call Zhou Yubai smart or wise?

Who gives gifts and furniture?

Let alone whether it is suitable for use or not, these sizes are probably not suitable for Taoist temples.

Especially the double bed.

Xie Yanci entered Meng Xingluan's boudoir. The room was not big and could only accommodate a single bed.

"Send it wherever it comes from. I refuse to accept it."

……

*

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Beijing.

Zhou Yubai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire city at night.

There was a huge flow of people and heavy traffic.

The man's stern facial features contained a hint of uneasiness and nervousness that was not easily noticeable.

The phone was held tightly in his hand.

After a few minutes, the bell rang.

"Hey."

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Meng refused to accept the things you sent us. What should we do now?"

Zhou Yubai pursed his thin lips tightly, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The originally silent heart began to become depressed again, making people feel irritable for no reason.

"Why wouldn't she?"

His voice was low, with a strong tone of questioning.

The delivery driver secretly complained: How could he possibly know?

But he still said respectfully: "Mr. Zhou, Miss Meng didn't tell us the reason. She just asked us to send it wherever we got it. She didn't want it."

There was silence on the phone.

The driver didn't dare to hang up, so he just waited quietly for the other party to continue his instructions.

The anger in Zhou Yubai's eyes continued to surge, and he remembered seeing her hugging another man outside the ward. Finally, his rationality collapsed and he punched the glass directly.

The joints were instantly broken and bleeding.

The pain finally brought back the man's sense of reason.

Last time he listened to the advice and went online to ask netizens when he encountered problems.

So he registered a small account.

And offered a high reward for how to get his ex-wife back.

Zhou Yubai couldn't figure out his feelings for Meng Xingluan. He only knew that if he didn't get her back, she would have sex with other men.

Anyway, whenever he thought of those scenes, Zhou Yubai felt that he would lose his mind.

He did not allow Meng Xingluan to have a man other than him.

The cold light in Zhou Yubai's eyes was mixed with a chilling anger, and the next second his deep voice sounded in the suite.

"Is she alone?"

"No, there is a man accompanying her, he should be her boyfriend."

The driver's tone was cautious.

It wasn't until I heard a broken sound on the phone that I realized I had said the wrong thing.

Zhou Yubai had already walked to the coffee table.

He knocked all the teacups and kettles on top to the ground, glass shards were shattered on the floor, and the room was in a mess.

The atmosphere dropped to zero.

It's suffocating.

The driver's heart beat a few times, and after a while he asked in a tentative tone: "Mr. Zhou, can I bring the furniture back to you?"

Zhou Yubai hung up the phone.

In his more than 20 years of life, he rarely lost control of his emotions.

Now he made an exception for Meng Xingluan.

The man stood there for a while, waiting for his mood to calm down a little before turning his phone back on.

He clicked into the private chat with the netizen in the forum.

[**1001: Your method didn’t work, she refused. 】

There will be a quick reply.

[Professional emotional counselor: That shouldn’t be the case. Didn’t you say that she is sleeping in a dilapidated Taoist temple? Shouldn’t she be happy if she is given new furniture? How could she endure such a poor environment when her quality of life was so high before? 】

The so-called gift-giving means giving ideas.

If someone moves into a dilapidated Taoist temple, the things inside must be more or less broken or moldy.

At this time, if you send a new set of furniture, wouldn't it be a timely help?

Zhou Yubai's eyes darkened.

He sat on the sofa and typed with his head down.

[**1001: She has a new love. 】

[Professional emotional counselor: New love? Is the relationship confirmed or is it still in the ambiguous stage? 】

Seeing this question, Zhou Yubai hesitated.

Meng Xingluan admitted in front of him that Xie Yanci was her boyfriend.

[**1001: She said she was her boyfriend. 】

[Professional emotional counselor: According to my experience over the years, she loved you so much that she loved you to death. This feeling cannot disappear all of a sudden, so it is most likely that she is playing hard to get and deliberately irritating you. 】

Zhou Yubai read these lines carefully.

After thinking deeply about it, I felt it didn't make sense.

but……

Meng Xingluan's peach blossom eyes filled with disgust flashed before his eyes, and a feeling of suffocation suddenly appeared.

Can anyone really pretend to be that similar?

Zhou Yubai stopped talking to netizens.

He was in chaos now, and suddenly a phone call came over.

The note shows the word Yaoyao.

Zhou Yubai didn't answer the first call, and he didn't press the answer button until the other party persisted in calling the third one.

A woman's delicate voice came from the phone.

"Yu Bai, are you busy? Why don't you answer my call?"

"Well, the phone is on silent."

Zhou Yubai's voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard.

Meng Tingyao didn't think much about it.

She suppressed her anger at being driven away by Qiu Yue and put a sweet smile on her face.

"I asked Yunchi just now. He's finished his work. The three of us haven't had dinner together for a long time... Where are you? We'll come find you."

Ever since Zhou Yubai left the "Tease" live broadcast, Wei Yunchi had to handle all the bad things by himself.

He was very busy during this period, but he still couldn't control the boycott of the platform by netizens online.

Now we have reached a point of no return.

The only way is to let Zhou Yubai come back.

That's why Meng Tingyao made this phone call.

Zhou Yubai didn't want to go.

But then I remembered what the emotional counselor said about playing hard to get, and I changed my mind.

"No, I'll come find you wherever you are."