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

Ever since Mr. Zhou's accident, Meng Xingluan had pulled Zhou Yubai out of the blacklist.

For no other reason than to facilitate contact.

Now when he suddenly received a call from Zhou Yubai, Meng Xingluan subconsciously thought that something had happened to the old man.

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Yubai was speechless for a moment.

The words he wanted to say reached his throat but he swallowed them back.

Meng Xingluan hated Meng Tingyao, there was no doubt about it.

and so.

How could he ask Meng Xingluan to save Meng Tingyao?

The man didn't speak for a long time, and Meng Xingluan couldn't help but frown.

"Zhou Yubai?"

Hearing her call, the man came out of his thoughts.

"How much will I pay you for catching ghosts?"

Meng Xingluan reacted immediately.

She held the phone in one hand, and the smile on her lips was tinged with sarcasm.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

"You want me to save Meng Tingyao?"

Zhou Yubai never mentioned who the ghost needs to be caught from beginning to end.

But Meng Xingluan blurted out a name.

The man frowned.

Subconsciously he asked her: "You knew this already?"

What Meng Xingluan hated most was that Zhou Yubai spoke to her in this tone.

Immediately, there was no hiding it, every word seemed to have a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Yes, I knew it a long time ago. From the day she returned to China, I knew she had a little devil hanging around her neck."

It was still a sunny day, but the woman's words made people shiver down the back for no reason.

Zhou Yubai's narrow eyes were half-squinted.

The free hand was slightly clasped.

After a few seconds of silence, he opened his thin lips lightly.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Yubai felt something was wrong.

But I don't know what's wrong.

Before he could finish his words, a woman's low laughter came from the receiver.

"Tell you? And then you said I was pretending to be a ghost?"

If Zhou Yubai hadn't seen Meng Xingluan catching ghosts with his own eyes, maybe he really wouldn't believe it.

According to his character, this seems like something he could say.

The man's eyes were full of complex expressions.

The lip line tightened into a straight line.

"I won't follow you around. No matter how much it costs, I won't accept this job."

"She's dying."

Listening to Meng Mu's description, isn't it half dead?

"What does death have to do with me? I am not a living Bodhisattva."

The female voice was so cold that it was almost heartless.

Zhou Yubai knew that she was cruel, but he didn't know that she was so cruel.

Meng Xingluan added: "Don't contact me anymore if it's not about Grandpa Zhou. Now we are divorced and we are all adults. It's easy to get together and relax."

The last half of the sentence made the man suddenly feel congested.

Meng Xingluan hung up the phone.

She didn't think about whether Zhou Yubai would find someone else. Even if he did, what could she do?

There is an old saying that goes like this.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last thousands of years.

If Meng Tingyao was not tortured to death this time, it would also be her life.

As for what to do next...

It depends on whether she has a brain or not.

Meng Xingluan's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and it disappeared in an instant.

……

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

half a month later.

Xie Yanci met Meng Xingluan as promised.

It shouldn't have taken so long, but Xie Yanci left Haicheng for half a month due to some personal reasons.

He just came back today.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately asked Meng Xingluan out.

Meng Xingluan brought two jade pendants to the appointment.

The location is set at a newly opened private vegetable shop.

Xie Yanci reserved a private room in advance.

He didn't understand Meng Xingluan's preferences, so he ordered one portion of each dish.

Looking at the delicacies piled on the table, Meng Xingluan was silent for a rare moment.

Xie Yanci smiled gently and said in a low voice, "I don't know what Miss Meng likes to eat, so I ordered one serving."

Meng Xingluan sat down opposite the man.

"I'm not a picky eater."

The smile on Xie Yanci's lips deepened a little.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and waited until they finished eating before talking about things.

The man is well-bred, his movements are elegant, and his slow movements are pleasing to the eye when taken apart.

Meng Xingluan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Xie Yanci immediately grabbed the bag.

"Ms. Meng, is there something dirty on my face?"

Meng Xingluan didn't feel embarrassed, calmly looked away, and then took a sip of soup without changing his expression.

"No."

When the half bowl of soup was at the bottom, Meng Xingluan stood up and said to go to the bathroom.

5 minute later.

Meng Xingluan stood in front of the sink and bent over to wash his hands.

The sound of water flowing into the sewer was gurgling.

The woman's thin white hands were soaked in cold water, making them clean and beautiful.

She straightened up and straightened her messy long hair in front of the mirror, fixing it with shark clips again.

Just as he was about to turn around, a figure appeared behind him.

Meng Xingluan saw the face of the visitor clearly in the mirror and uttered four words in his heart.

Enemy road is narrow.

After not seeing him for half a month, Zhou Yubai's eyebrows were tainted with a hint of fatigue, but that didn't make him any less handsome.

The long and narrow red phoenix eyes are deep and full of complex colors.

His thin lips parted slightly, "Long time no see."

Meng Xingluan raised his eyes slightly, "I hope we never see you again."

The woman's eyes were cold and clear, and they could no longer find the full love they once had.

Zhou Yubai curled his fingers.

Meng Xingluan walked away. The moment he passed by him, Zhou Yubai said, "I asked Mr. Lin to come over."

Meng Xingluan knew what he was referring to.

Immediately, he paused in his steps and a dazzling, playful smile appeared on his face.

"So what do you want to express?"

Zhou Yubai just stared at her and said nothing, feeling depressed.

Meng Xingluan continued: "Tell me that Meng Tingyao is not dead and you want to see my disappointed expression? Then you are really thinking wrong."

"Whether she dies or not has nothing to do with me. She will die sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."

After Zhou Yubai's last experience, he was able to face such words calmly.

As we all know, Meng Xingluan spoke very viciously after the divorce.

In other words, she has let herself go.

Zhou Yubai calmed down for half a month and still didn't understand what feelings he still had for Meng Xingluan.

Disgusted?

They have divorced him and don't bother him anymore.

Instead, he took the initiative to find her.

Like it?

how is this possible.

Zhou Yubai put aside this unrealistic idea.

Compared to this, he was more willing to believe that he was unwilling.

He could feel how much Meng Xingluan liked him back then.

For two years, Meng Xingluan continued to send messages to him every day, even if there was no response, there was no interruption.

He heard from the nanny at home that Meng Xingluan even learned to cook for him.

The pigeon soup he drinks every time he goes home is made by Meng Xingluan himself.

But why was she so decisive when it came to divorce?

Zhou Yubai fell into his own world.

Meng Xingluan was too lazy to answer and walked away.

But the man subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

Before Meng Xingluan could gather her emotions, her other hand was also grabbed.

A deep magnetic male voice sounded in his ears.

"Luanluan, why have you been gone for so long?"