After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

As soon as Lu Zhilu left, Nan Chu received a call from the Nan family.

It was Meng Jingyi who called: "Nanny, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. This year at noon on New Year's Eve, you and Zhilu will come to our house for a meal. One time he came to the house for dinner. Didn't he like to drink pumpkin sweet soup? This year your father specially came from his hometown to have a meal. My relatives brought back some home-grown pumpkins. I tasted them and they were very sweet and glutinous. I will definitely like them when making sweet soup. You must bring him over for lunch. You can go back to the mainland with him in the afternoon. I live in my old home and spend New Year’s Eve with his grandpa.”

Meng Jingyi talked a lot by herself.

Nan Chu was half listening and half distracted, and did not answer for a while.

She didn't answer, and Meng Jingyi called her again on the other end of the phone: "Nanny, do you hear me?"

Nan Chu felt numb in his heart. He had no emotions, only felt ironic.

"Mom, how many meals has Lu Zhilu had at our house? He said the pumpkin sweet soup was delicious, but he was just being polite and said it casually to you. Do you and my dad take it seriously?"

For someone like Lu Zhilu, who was born into a wealthy family, what kind of delicacies and delicacies from famous private chefs have he not eaten since he was a child?

Would you still be tempted by a plain sweet pumpkin soup?

Meng Jingyi said sincerely: "Whether he really likes it or not, this is just our intention. If you marry him, we are a family. It's not like you don't know how much money he has spent on our company. Nanny, don't always follow him. If he is stubborn, don't be stubborn with me and your father. We are always doing it for your own good. When you marry him, you will spend millions of dollars every month. Has he ever said anything to you? "

Nan Chu's chest felt tight, and he took a deep breath and said, "It's true that he won't mind me spending too much money, but mom, don't forget, he can support me now, and when he gets really impatient, he can also look after me. Throw it away like trash. By then, even if you and my dad kneel down to beg him, he will still divorce me."

Meng Jingyi disagreed, "If you don't mess around, how could he divorce you? Nannan, did you quarrel with him again and file for divorce?"

"Mom, what if he wants to divorce me? You don't support it, right?"

Meng Jingyi was silent for a long time, and then said in a more serious tone: "How can I support you? Can you earn millions a month? What else do you have after divorce? Your father has gotten older in the past two years and has no career. Maybe if we turn around again and barely maintain this small company, the profits for a year may not be as good as those of your bags. If it weren't for Lu Zhilu, your father would have been unable to continue working."

"Do you think you will be very lively after getting divorced? Your dead salary of 10,000 yuan a month alone is enough for your daily expenses? It costs more than 10,000 yuan to rent a decent house in the entire imperial capital. Can you bear to share a house with others? ? Your magazine is in the Second Ring Road, and with your salary, you can only live in a shared apartment on the Fourth or Fifth Ring Road."

"You always say that dad and I oppress you, but if you really divorce Lu Zhilu, how many days can you live like this?"

"You are used to riding in a first-class private car. In the future, will you be able to squeeze in the subway to and from work during the morning and evening rush hours? If you want Lu Zhilu to get divorced, you must first go through the hard times and then talk about this."

"Now that you are not young, I am not afraid to tell you. Let's not talk about previous years, let's talk about this year. Ninety percent of our company's customers do business with your father because of Lu Zhilu's reputation. .”

"You don't know how difficult it is to do business now. Winning the bid is just a formality. If you don't rely on Lu Zhilu and the Lu family, your father's company qualifications won't be enough for a larger business."

"You always say that my father and I are selfish. As for you, you are twenty-six years old. What contribution have you made to the family? If you hadn't married Lu Zhilu, your father would have given you tens of thousands more in living expenses every month."

"Mom, I'm not being feudal. Let's just say that your mobility scooter costs over one million yuan. Did your father buy it for you? The monthly maintenance and gas expenses are several thousand. With your little salary, you can rent a house and keep a car. It’s all difficult.”

"Mom also hopes that you can live well. If you get divorced, those customers will no longer do business with your father. If the company fails by then, have you ever thought about what will happen to the three of us? Your father will then If we can’t support you, you can’t support us either.”

After talking about it, the voice on the other end of the phone obviously changed its tone.

"Think carefully about what I said."

Meng Jingyi twitched and said so much, obviously without a harsh word, but every word she said was like a soft knife piercing Nan Chu's heart, leaving a bloody hole in her heart.

In fact, Meng Jingyi is more powerful than Nan Jian'an, she always knows how to manipulate her best.

But Meng Jingyi is right when she says that if you want to get divorced, you must first go through hard times.

After hanging up the phone.

Nan Chu sat on the floor of the cloakroom and contacted a housing agency.

Lu Zhilu never mentioned divorce easily. Once he mentioned it, he had already considered it.

When she really reaches the end of her rope, she has to move out of Lanting Villa first, at least to adapt to a life of self-reliance.

Nan Jian'an originally bought her the apartment and car. If he knew that she and Lu Zhilu were divorcing, Nan Jian'an would definitely take the house and car back.

Renting a house, taking the subway, eating cheap takeaways... She didn't know whether she could persist or how long she could persist, but if she didn't take the first step, it would never be possible.

……

Here, Bo Hanshi and Qiao Yugang arrived at the nursing home.

When Ye Qinghe saw Qiao Yu, he cowered in fear and hid behind Bao Hanshi.

She looked extremely pale and murmured repeatedly: "She is Wen Qing's daughter. I don't want to see her. Son, tell her to go, tell her to go..."

Bo Hanshi held Ye Qinghe's excited shoulders and explained, "She is not Wen Qing's biological daughter, but Wen Qing's adopted daughter. She has no grudge against our family."

Ye Qinghe shook his head desperately, obviously out of control, "She is here for revenge, she is here for revenge, son, let's leave quickly and don't see her again!"

With that said, Ye Qinghe took Bao Hanshi's hand and started to walk out.

Bo Hanshi pushed her hand away, stood next to Qiao Yu, and introduced her solemnly: "Mom, I have always told you before that I have a girlfriend, and she is. We are going to get a marriage certificate, and I hope you can Bless me and Yuyu.”

Ye Qinghe was shocked, "She, she is your girlfriend?! No... no, she is here to take revenge on you! She must know, must know... Son, let's leave quickly!"

When she dragged Bo Han.

But Bao Hanshi didn't move, and instead held Qiao Yu's hand, "If you don't like Yu Yu, I won't be able to take you home for the New Year."

Before coming, Qiao Yu had made a lot of mental preparations.

Ye Qinghe has been mentally ill for more than 20 years. She is not surprised to have such a violent stress reaction when meeting the "enemy's daughter".

However, Ye Qinghe said that she came to take revenge on them, was it because of Wen Qing's death?

Qiao Yu explained warmly: "Auntie, I already know that you didn't kill my adoptive mother. Don't worry. I'm not with Han Shi for revenge. Don't be afraid."

Qiao Yu tentatively wanted to hold her hand and use physical contact to comfort her. Ye Qinghe was so stressed that he raised his hand and waved it up randomly.

Bo Hanshi subconsciously pushed Qiao Yu back to protect him.

Ye Qinghe's slap landed directly on Bo Hanshi's face.

"..."

Qiao Yu and Ye Qinghe were both stunned.

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Ye: I have been too busy during the New Year greetings, but I have finished all the New Year greeting activities today. I just returned home in the afternoon to check my status. During the past few days during the Chinese New Year, I stayed at a relative's house and kept a computer. The environment was too noisy. I wore noise-canceling headphones and could barely update a thousand words. My writing was slow and dull. Please be considerate. Tomorrow I can basically resume normal updates. If I am in good condition, I will try to write as much as possible. Few updates will not do me any good, and there is no appetite for it. I am not a particularly good writer, so I work hard to write updates every day.