On the day of divorce, the richest man got married in a flash marriage, and his ex-husband begged to

Lin Qingwan stopped her in time: "If I can help you get out of your current predicament, would you be willing to divorce Bo Ting?"

Jiang Wanyi frowned and looked at Lin Qingwan: "My only problem now is Xiao Xueqiu's illness, but it can only be solved if Bo Ting and I have another child. Can you give birth to a child for me, or what? Or do you think I don't want to get a divorce? I can't wait to get a divorce so that I won't be disgusted by you guys!"

Looking at Jiang Wanyi's back, Lin Qingwan discovered the most important point from Jiang Wanyi's words.

The root cause of the "divorce" is not Jiang Wanyi, but Bo Ting, it's Bo Ting!

Even if the child really wasn't Jiang Wanyi's, once the truth was exposed, it would be useless for Bo Ting to be unwilling to divorce.

Therefore, she must focus her mind on men!

But even Lin Qingwan knows about marriages nowadays...it's easy to get married but hard to get divorced. As long as the man doesn't want to, the marriage is basically impossible to get divorced.

“It doesn’t matter!” Lin Qingwan thought of the conversations she overheard and gained some confidence: “As long as I can produce proof that Xiao Xueqiu has no blood relationship with Bo Ting and Jiang Wanyi, then the fact that Bo Ting cheated on Jiang Wanyi will be exposed. I’ll go and urge them to do the DNA test right away!”

With this thought in mind, Lin Qingwan decided to find a way to get Bo Ting's hair.

But the bad thing now is that Bo Ting is far away on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean and he can't be found at all.

But for Jiang Wanyi, this means she is not spending New Year's Eve alone. She is used to it.

This year, there is also a daughter.

The originally cold heart was slightly comforted.

Looking at the fireworks blooming outside the window, Jiang Wanyi suddenly remembered the cute face of another child.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

"Mr. Fu?" Jiang Wanyi was a little surprised.

——"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you on New Year's Eve. I think only you can help me."

On the other end of the phone, there was a child's heart-wrenching cry, calling for his mother in a baby voice.

The man handed the receiver to the child's ear, and the mother's cries sounded even more pitiful.

Jiang Wanyi felt distressed when she heard this, and coaxed him softly, "Don't cry, little treasure."

Normally, I would stop crying when I heard the sound, but that was no use now.

The speakerphone was turned on, and a man's deep voice mixed with the crying of a child came from the other end: "Miss Jiang, if it's convenient, can you come over? Today is a special day, you can name the price as you like."

He is very good at controlling the scale and classifies this matter as a work matter.

But Jiang Wanyi refused: "No, I'll come right over."

She didn't know why she liked Xiaobao so much and couldn't bear to hear him cry.

Especially when he called her mother, her heart softened.

Seeing Jiang Wanyi was about to go out, Mrs. Zhang immediately came over and said, "Madam, it's so late, why are you still going out?"

"Is Snowball awake? I'll take him over." Jiang Wanyi was always worried about leaving the child alone here.

But little Snowball fell asleep. Jiang Wanyi touched her little face. Aunt Zhang advised her not to take the child out. After all, the child’s health was not very good now.

Glancing at the time, Jiang Wanyi said, "I'll be back as soon as possible. Please help me look after the child."

Jiang Wanyi had just gone out when the caregiver who was looking after Xiao Xueqiu in the villa, who had been bribed by Su Qing long ago, quietly let the person in.

Aunt Zhang was busy in the kitchen and didn't notice anything.

Su Qing walked into the baby room and little Snowball was about to wake up.

She endured the nausea and asked, "What did you call me?"

Little Snowball happily stretched out his hand and rushed towards Su Qing.

Even though they had never met each other, the degree to which Xiaoxueqiu loved Su Qing had actually surpassed that of his mother Jiang Wanyi.

In a childish and somewhat unclear voice, he called out to the "good grandma" who had nearly killed him several times: "Grandma! Grandma!"

"Bastard!" Su Qing cursed softly and avoided him as if he were the plague.

Little Snowball was too young and had just learned to speak. He didn’t know what “bastard” meant. When he saw Su Qing’s expression change, his eyes immediately filled with tears. He didn’t know whether to cry or not, but looked at Su Qing pitifully.

Su Qing said: "If you cry, I will throw you out."

Jiang Wanyi is unconditionally kind to children. If Jiang Wanyi said this, little Snowball would definitely cry.

But when Su Qing acted like this, the child didn't dare to cry. He looked at Su Qing aggrievedly and called in a baby voice, "Grandma, grandma."

"A bastard is a bastard, he has no backbone." Su Qing was disgusted.

The nurse tried to please him carefully, "Children like this are usually born out of families who can't afford to raise them, or because men and women in their teens or early twenties don't respect themselves and have affairs, so they abandon their children because they don't dare to raise them. Parents like these are from the bottom of society, and the genes of their children are rotten, so they are just not that good. How can they compare to someone like you who was born noble?"

Su Qing was in a good mood. She glanced at Little Snowball and said to the nurse, "If you can teach her like this just by showing her my photos, then what else do you teach her?"

The nurse hugged Little Snowball and said softly, "Mom is bad, Mom is not good, Mom wants to divorce Dad, what should we do?"

Little Snowball suddenly clenched his fists, gnashed his teeth and shouted in a baby voice: "Hit mommy, mommy is bad! I don't want mommy! I won't let mommy and daddy divorce!"

"Yes!" The nurse nodded with satisfaction: "Who treats you best?"

Snowball: "Dad and grandma are the best!"

The nurse took out Lin Qingwan's photo again: "Who else is the best?"

Little Snowball came up to her and gave her a kiss: "Kiss mommy is the best! Kiss mommy is good."

Then he pointed at Jiang Wanyi's photo and said, "Bad mom! Little mom is a bad mom."

In the wealthy families of the past and even now, a young mother is not considered a man’s legitimate wife.

At this point, Su Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, that's what we want. If Jiang Wanyi knew that the daughter whom I carefully cared for and was willing to protect at the cost of my own life was so close to Lin Qingwan, she would hate Bo Ting even more. Then I want to see how Bo Ting can win her back."

The nurse smiled and said nothing.

Su Qing gave her a check: "If the matter is exposed, you will tell Jiang Wanyi that it was Bo Ting who asked you to do this, understand?"

The caregiver nodded.

Su Qing was satisfied and looked at Snowball with a sneer: the child whom she treated as her own daughter and protected with her life was only intimate with a "cheating" father, and even called the "mistress" mother, and her biological mother at that.

It was all Jiang Wanyi's fault. It was because of her that the Bo family became like this. She had to make her pay the price.

Chapter 232

The more Bo Ting wanted to win back Jiang Wanyi, the more she refused! All the women in the rich families lived under the influence of men. The couples in the upper class were all in appearance but not in spirit. Jiang Wanyi was the best. She made trouble all day long and even made her grandson an illegitimate child. She would never tolerate such an ignorant woman.

"Well, today is New Year's Eve, so there's no point in me staying here, I..."

Before Su Qing finished speaking, she heard someone downstairs say, "Boss Bo will be back in an hour!"

Su Qing's eyes lit up.

Immediately notify Lin Qingwan to bring the child over.

On New Year’s Eve, it’s natural for the family to get together!

Jiang Wanyi knew nothing about this.

At this moment, Xiaobao was stretching out his little hands, tightly grasping Jiang Wanyi's clothes, his soft body pressed against her, his little head resting in her arms, sniffing the familiar scent on her body, and calling in a baby voice: "Mom...Mom..."

Little Snowball was not very good at calling her mom, and Jiang Wanyi felt soft-hearted when she heard this. She reached out and stood on tiptoe to get the bottle. Xiaobao, who was grabbing her clothes by the collar, suddenly leaned back and was about to fall out of her arms.

The sudden change took place, and before she could react, strong and powerful arms had already stretched out from her side, steadying Xiaobao while also supporting her waist, holding her and the child tightly in his arms.

Jiang Wanyi also steadied himself and felt the hand on his waist, which was warm and strong, yet restrained.

Holding her waist tightly like this, the warmth of his palms penetrated her thin dress, and the chill of New Year's Eve was dispelled. Her waist felt hot, and her heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously glanced over and said, "Mr. Fu..."

What caught her eye was the man's cold, white, protruding Adam's apple. Enshrouded by the warm, dark light, the scattered shadows made his handsome eyebrows and eyes more three-dimensional. At this moment, his gaze met Jiang Wanyi's.

Jiang Wanyi saw that besides his indifferent expression, his eyes were full of deep knowledge and could make people fall.

She froze.

The waist in his hands was so thin and soft. Fu Hansheng liked it, but he was more restrained for fear of scaring her. After all, she had not divorced Bo Ting yet. This little woman was like a rabbit, with such a stubborn temper. She also had a child with Bo Ting. The child was a bond. As an outsider, he naturally had to take things slowly.

Fu Hansheng withdrew his hand, and his voice was gentle, not too aggressive, nor would it make people feel uncomfortable: "Ms. Jiang, I am very grateful that you can come."

"This is already in the contract terms, and it's what I should do." Jiang Wanyi didn't know why, but she felt particularly sorry for Xiaobao. Maybe it was because he didn't have a mother, or maybe it was because she became a mother.

The man had a smile in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently stroked the face of the child in Jiang Wanyi's arms: "This child seems to be destined to be with Miss Jiang."

Jiang Wanyi spoke subconsciously: "I also feel that I have a connection with Xiaobao. I don't know why, but every time I see him, I have a special feeling."

Only after she finished saying it did she realize that something was wrong. If you think about it more, it will make people think that she has ulterior motives.

Just as he was about to explain, the phone rang. It was Aunt Zhang, saying that Xiao Xueqiu had woken up and asked Jiang Wanyi to go back quickly.

Xiaobao was in Jiang Wanyi's arms, whispering in a baby voice: "Mom...Mom..."

She should have left by now, but Xiaobao would definitely cry again if he couldn't see her.

Looking at Xiaobao's pink little face and a pair of small chubby hands tightly grasping his collar, Jiang Wanyi's heart melted.

How can there be such a cute child?

The phone rang again. Little Snowball was crying loudly on the other end, and his crying touched Jiang Wanyi's heart.

Jiang Wanyi looked at Fu Hansheng: "Mr. Fu, my child is looking for me now?"

His eyes followed and looked over.

Against the light, the look in the man's eyes was unclear.

His eyes fell lightly on Jiang Wanyi, and his voice was low, entangled with emotions that were difficult to discern: "What do you think, Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Wanyi's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

The man in front of her was too easy to talk to, so much so that she had forgotten that they had signed a contract and were now in a cooperative relationship. She had received a lot of money, but had not accomplished much. Now he wanted "Party A" to make concessions for his own affairs. This was really too much.

Jiang Wanyi's pupils shrank, she was worried about her child.

While hesitating, Fu Hansheng spoke calmly, his emotions still hard to detect: "Miss Jiang, go ahead."

The child was still in Jiang Wanyi's arms. Without Mr. Fu's signal, the nanny did not come in to take the child away, and the man had no intention of taking the child away from her arms.

At this moment, Xiaobao started crying, holding onto Jiang Wanyi's collar tightly and yelling, "Mom."

Jiang Wanyi became anxious and said while coaxing him: "Mr. Fu, if you don't mind, I will take Xiaobao back with me and take care of both children together, and then send them back to you tomorrow, okay?"

She said this anxiously, and when she said this, she also felt that this request was excessive.

When she met the man's gaze, she heard a sentence: "Wouldn't that be too much trouble for Miss Jiang?"

The little baby in my arms stopped crying.

Jiang Wanyi unknowingly stepped into the hunter's trap.

Hearing the "yes" in the words, Jiang Wanyi softened his attitude and negotiated: "I am the one who has caused trouble to you, Mr. Fu. To you now, I am actually just a person who takes care of your children, but I have repeatedly let my employer's children give in to my children and my personal affairs, and you don't care, Mr. Fu. I... don't know how to thank you. If you agree, I will take the child with me and take good care of him."

After saying this, Jiang Wanyi couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Miss Jiang is holding the future heir of the Fu family in her arms. If I were Miss Jiang, what would I choose tonight?" The man's voice was light, dull and without emotion.

Jiang Wanyi knew that if she lost the cooperation with Mr. Fu, she would have no money for Xiao Xueqiu and her own medical expenses.

The light in her eyes dimmed, she couldn't give up either. In the eyes of others, she wanted both.

But the man in front of her can have whatever he wants, so why should he give her the green light so often?

How extraordinary does she have to be for a man who can get whatever he wants to entrust his future heir to her?

Jiang Wanyi looked down at the sleeping child in his arms. There was no weakness or pain in his eyes. He just lowered his eyes and spoke, as if he had thought for a long time. He knew it was as easy as a feather, but he still wanted to try: "I will do my best to treat Mr. Fu in the future, and I will cooperate with you actively."

Men and women in the adult world are all seeking benefits and values. It is not necessary to be straightforward as to what it means when a woman puts forward such conditions.

After taking this step, there is no difference between her and Bo Ting.

There was no loyalty in her marriage with Bo Ting, but Jiang Wanyi didn't want to be like those cheating people and ruin herself to get revenge on their partner.

But she had no choice.

Fu Hansheng looked at the little woman in front of him, her slender fingers tightly grasping a corner of the child's clothes. He looked up, she lowered her eyebrows, and a strand of hair fell behind her ear.

It seemed, waiting for her judgment.

A shadow fell in front of her eyes, and before Jiang Wanyi could react, a pair of bony hands had already entangled her hair.

She looked up in surprise, and without surprise, she ran into the man's deep eyes.

"Mr. Fu..." She subconsciously looked away.

"Miss Jiang." Before Jiang Wanyi's trembling voice could finish the words.

Fu Hansheng had already spoken, and when he lifted his hand that was entangled in her hair, he tucked that strand of hair behind her ear, touching it lightly, restrained yet ambiguous, his fingertips brushing her temples, and suddenly he grabbed her jaw, lifted her face, and looked at her dangerously: "How far can you go for your child?"