The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

It was already evening when Ye Qingluo took a taxi back to Ye Rao Garden. The light rain that fell last night had completely disappeared after a whole day of scorching sun.

Ye Qingluo experienced too many things that day, and it felt like a dream, and it was extremely unreal.

On the taxi on the way home, Ye Qingluo's ears were still lingering with Ling Shi's words.

"Little beauty, don't glare at me like that. It's not my fault. It's just that the temptation of this matter is too great."

"Think about it, a big capitalist who schemes against others every day is willing to be a sucker for the first time. Isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will never come back again?"

"In this way, in order to prove that Mr. Fu and I are not from the same camp, and to make up for my past apology for helping Mr. Fu conceal his identity, the lawyer's service fee will be waived this time."

"No, no, no, it's just 3 billion, don't give it to me. My biggest dream is to make money from capitalists. Since you call me brother, I have to be different."

"There's really no need to be so formal. If I say no, then I don't want it."

"Okay, if you insist on giving it to me, then go sue me and tell the judge that you signed a contract with me in black and white and owed me 3 billion in service fees. I didn't abide by the terms of the contract and refused to accept your 3 billion, so you have to sue me."

"Go ahead and sue me. If you win, I'll pay you. If you lose, the contract we signed will be void."

"Oh, by the way, if you want to file for divorce with Fu Yehan, you can come to me, but I can't guarantee that I can help you win. Because I have helped people with countless lawsuits, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation. I really don't have much experience. But I am also very curious. I am curious about this kind of case where the man insists on leaving the house with nothing, otherwise he will not agree to the divorce. What will the judge decide in the end?"

"..."

Ye Qingluo's trance was interrupted by a phone call from his mother.

"Qingluo, when you get off work later, please pass by the supermarket and bring back a bottle of dumpling vinegar for your mother."

"Okay." Ye Qingluo agreed and asked, "What else do you need?"

"Everything else is ready, so there's no need." Su Peiyun paused for a moment and added, "If you have time, go to the wine area and buy a bottle of better liquor."

"Why are you buying wine?" Ye Qingluo asked subconsciously, "Is it for cooking?"

"No." Su Peiyun said, "I want to drink."

"..."

After Ye Qingluo bought vinegar at the supermarket, he went to the wine area and chose a bottle of white wine that was not too strong.

After paying the bill and walking back, Ye Qingluo's eyelids kept twitching.

I don’t know why my mother suddenly wanted to drink.

Or liquor.

As far as I can remember, the last time my mother drank white wine was three years ago, when she and Chu Lingxuan got married.

It was the night before she moved to Chu Lingxuan's house. Her mother gave the nanny a day off, and the three of them sat around the dining table and had a simple meal of dumplings.

My father and mother never drink alcohol, but that time they drank for the first time, and it was strong liquor with a very high alcohol content.

Everyone was happy at first, but at the end of drinking, Dad and Mom actually leaned against each other and started crying.

It was also at that moment that Ye Qingluo suddenly realized what it meant to parents to see their daughter, whom they held in their hands, grow up and get married.

That was probably the most sour moment in the world.

All love is for possession, only parental love is one separation after another.

They were afraid that she would be wronged in her husband's family, so after she married Chu Lingxuan, her parents paid special attention to Chu Lingxuan. Every time Chu Lingxuan came to their house, they would entertain him in every detail, and could even be said to be very attentive. Even when Chu Lingxuan personally poured a glass of water, they would reflect on their negligence.

Because they hoped that by treating their son-in-law well, they could gain her favorable treatment in the Chu family.

When Ye Qingluo got home, his mother should be boiling water to make dumplings.

There was a layer of moisture on the glass door of the kitchen.

After putting the white wine on the dining table, Ye Qingluo put down his backpack and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mom, why did you think of drinking?" Ye Qingluo said as he opened the kitchen door, "Did something happen..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

There was no sign of my mother in the kitchen. There was only a man in a suit and tie, who was taller than the range hood, standing in front of the stove, holding a pot lid in one hand and a spatula in the other.

The man's every move and gesture exuded an aura of dignity, as if he was out of touch with the world. However, at this moment, he was standing in the most bustling place, looking out of place no matter how you looked at him.

Hearing her voice, the other person turned his head.

The moment their eyes met, Ye Qingluo's heart trembled uncontrollably, and he even forgot the messy thoughts that had just popped up in his mind.

During the brief moment of eye contact, time seemed to stand still.

All backgrounds and sounds disappeared in the huge accident.

"Qingluo is back."

It wasn't until my mother's voice sounded behind me that the disappearing scene came back to life.

Ye Qingluo slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look in the direction of his mother, and subconsciously said "hmm".

Ye Qingluo did not ask Fu Yehan "Why are you here?"

I didn’t ask my mom “Why is he here?”

Although she was very confused at the moment, some answers were obvious.

Since the neighbor was just visiting, my mom wouldn't let him cook.

The only possibility that could allow Fu Yehan to stand in the kitchen and make dumplings was that during the time when she was away from home, Fu Yehan had confessed to his mother everything that had happened between them.

"You don't have anything to ask me?"

After closing the kitchen door, Ye Qingluo walked to the dining table and watched his mother take out the wine glasses from the sideboard.

"Yes." Su Peiyun said.

"Then ask ahead." Ye Qingluo said, "I will answer your questions truthfully."

"Okay." Su Peiyun nodded, "Give me an idea. After dinner, should I ask him to wash the dishes or mop the three floors of our house from top to bottom?"

"..."

"Or let him do both." Su Peiyun gave her own suggestion.

"Mom." Ye Qingluo was sure that her mother already knew about her relationship with Fu Yehan, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I should have discussed such a big thing as getting the marriage certificate with you in advance."

"Fortunately, you didn't discuss it with me in advance." Su Peiyun picked up the wine on the table and measured it for a while, then put it back. "You don't know your marriage partner, but I do. He has attended many parent-teacher conferences for Fu Jingchen before, and he always has a stinky face. When the teacher praises you, all the parents applaud, but he doesn't give any face and turns a deaf ear to it. So if you want to discuss it with me in advance, I will definitely not agree."

After hearing what his mother said, Ye Qingluo blushed for some reason and said awkwardly, "It's good that you don't agree. Now I don't have to worry about how to convince him to divorce me."

"Do you really want a divorce?" Su Peiyun asked.

"Ah."

"It's not the time to like him so much that you're willing to pay off his debts?" Su Peiyun said, "And you're still angry with me because of him."

Ye Qingluo's face turned even redder.

"If you really want a divorce, then you don't have to worry about it." Su Peiyun glanced in the direction of the kitchen, looking very experienced, "Mom will make him back down. When I embarrass him later, you just watch quietly from the side and don't interfere."

"..."