After becoming the richest man, Mrs. Lu wanted to divorce every day

After her husband left, Wen Lan sat alone in the Western restaurant for a long time.

She didn't move anything on the table, her husband's words kept echoing in her head.

In the afternoon, Wen Lan asked the driver to drive the car to Lu Qianan's company.

After sitting in the car for a while, she got out of the car and entered the building.

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Lu Qianan's company is very small, with only a few dozen people. Looking around, you can see the end at a glance.

This was the first time Wen Lan came to her son's company. After the front desk asked her identity, she called the boss. She quickly got permission. The front desk enthusiastically led Wen Lan to the boss's office and helped open the door. .

As soon as Lu Qian'an saw Wen Lan, he immediately stood up from his chair and greeted him, "Mom!"

Wen Lan was a little embarrassed when she heard her son say "Mom", but if she didn't get her shares back, she and Ming Ting would really have no choice but to divorce.

At her age, Wen Lan didn't want to get divorced. She was scared when she thought about being alone in the future.

When people get older, they want to have a companion. She doesn't want to stay in that hotel all the time.

"Mom, sit down!"

Wen Lan went to sit down.

Lu Qian'an immediately asked the front desk to make coffee, and also said that he wanted to add milk to make it a little sweet.

Seeing that his son remembered his preferences clearly, Wen Lan felt even more embarrassed to speak.

Although Nanxiao suffered a lot, Qianan was innocent, and Qianan also called her mother.

The front desk quickly made coffee and came in. Lu Qianan took it and delivered it to Wen Lan personally.

Then, he sat down on the office chair opposite and asked with a smile: "Mom, why did you come suddenly today? Do you want to go out to eat with me?"

Wen Lan asked with concern: "It's this time and you haven't eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, but if you haven't eaten yet, Mom, I can go with you to eat some more. As long as I'm with Mom, I can still eat two more bowls of rice!"

When Wen Lan heard his son's words, he felt even more guilty.

Lu Qian'an took a look at his phone and said, "It's past one o'clock now."

He quickly stood up from the chair and took his coat, "Mom, let's go, I'll take you down. There is a very good Western restaurant near us. I remember you like to eat..."

"Qian'an, mom has eaten too. Mom just wants to talk to you today."

"Row!"

Lu Qianan put his coat back and sat down on the chair again: "Mom, tell me, I'll listen!"

Wen Lan didn't know how to speak.

"Did your father force you to divorce again?"

Lu Qianan knew that Lu Nanxiao was not in the company during this time.

Wen Lan's lips moved and he made a low and difficult "hmm" sound.

Lu Qianan frowned and said angrily: "Dad has gone too far. You and he have been married for more than thirty years, and now he wants to divorce you for a little girl, even at his age. What is that little girl planning?"

He quickly promised, "Mom, don't worry, even if you divorce your father, they will never care about you in the future. You and I will definitely be on your side, mom!"

Wen Lan felt very guilty, "Qian'an, your dad wants to divorce me not because of that little girl, but because of the shares."

Lu Qian'an looked stern and changed the subject quickly: "Mom, it's actually good that you and Dad are divorced. He doesn't respect you at all. He and his eldest brother are both very selfish people. Instead of living in that cold home, Why don't you divorce your father and move in with me? I will definitely honor you in the future!"

"Mom is so old. If you want to marry a wife in the future, how can mom live with you? Your wife will definitely be unhappy."

"Mom, as I said, when I marry a wife, I will definitely bring her back to you for your own pleasure. If you don't like her, I will definitely break up with her and find another one that satisfies you!"

Lu Qian'an had indeed said this before. At that time, Wen Lan knew that her husband had betrayed her and that her own son was not close to her. She wanted to find someone to rely on in the future, so she listened.

However, she now knew that it was impossible for her husband to be with that little girl.

She also didn't want to lose her identity as Mrs. Lu.

Just like Yang Ying said, when it comes to her own interests, there are some things she will never let go of.

Wen Lan sighed inwardly and said, "Qian'an, mom doesn't want a divorce yet, so can you return the shares to mom?"

The look on Lu Qianan's face suddenly turned cold.

When Wen Lan saw her son's face that had lost its smile, she knew that his son must have been hurt by her. She went on to say, "Mom still has a few properties that she can transfer to you. Just think of it as compensation for you." good?"

"compensate?"

Lu Qianan leaned back and squeezed out a short, mocking chuckle from his throat, "Am I that easy to dismiss?"

Wen Lan froze, looking at his son's expressionless face, and moved his lips: "Qian'an, what do you mean by this? Don't you want your mother to live well?"

"Of course I hope you live a good life, but do you think it's appropriate to take back what you gave me?"

Wen Lan looked at her son's half-smiling face. This expression felt strange to her.

What Yang Ying said to her suddenly appeared in her mind.

"For the sake of our acquaintance, I still remind you that in this world, only your own flesh and blood can be trusted and treat you well. Others must have ulterior motives for treating you well. Only your biological son can do that." I feel sorry for my mother, but I still hope you won’t take my path.”

Wen Lan's fingers holding the bag curled up unconsciously, "Qian'an, mom is old, and your dad has nothing to do with that little girl. Mom wrongly blamed him before, so mom doesn't want a divorce. You also know that we We have been husband and wife for more than thirty years..."

Lu Qian'an interrupted her coldly, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me!"

When Wen Lan heard her son's indifferent words, she was a little disbelieving and opened her eyes wide: "Qian'an, how can you say such a thing? Didn't you always say that you hope your mother will be well?"

"I hope you live well, but I can't give you what you want."

Lu Qian'an directly called the front desk in, "Mom, I still have work, so I can't greet you. You should go back first, and I will see you when I have time."

Wen Lan felt a little unbelievable when he saw his son suddenly turning against him.

"Qian'an, could it be that the kindness you did to your mother before was all because of the shares in her hands?"

Lu Qian'an opened the drawer, took a cigarette and a lighter, and while lighting the cigarette, he stared at this woman who was already in her fifties and still elegant and delicate. He put the cigarette into his mouth and took a heavy puff. After exhaling the smoke, he made a mocking smile. He curled his lips: "If you think so, I can't help it. I want to be a filial son, but you refuse to give me a chance. You only have your husband and your biological son in your heart. Since in your heart I It’s not the most important thing. I don’t need your cheap maternal love! So..."

He flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said indifferently: "The mother-son relationship between you and me ends here."