After divorce, she married a wealthy man, and her ex-husband's family regretted it

Li Dongyang hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the bedroom door.

On the dining table in the living room, there was a large table full of breakfast, including meat buns, millet porridge, and various side dishes. Jiang Ling and Xixi were eating happily, with their faces almost buried in the bowls.

"Why didn't you call me when you were having breakfast?" Li Dongyang was stunned, then he became angry and shouted.

"When I called you before, you always scolded me for disturbing your sleep. I was considerate of you and wanted you to sleep more. How is that wrong?" Jiang Ling tore off a piece of meat bun and stuffed it into her mouth. It was filled with pork, mushrooms and cabbage, and it smelled so good.

Li Dongyang was choked on the spot.

In the past, Jiang Ling felt sorry for his hard work and always woke him up carefully after cooking and putting the meal on the table. He had a serious bad temper when waking up and would inevitably curse at him. She didn't expect that the retribution would come upon her today.

Forget it, forget it, it’s good to have something to eat. He took a deep breath and walked to the dining table. When he saw the pile of takeout boxes on the table, the anger that he had just suppressed suddenly rose up again.

"Did you order takeout?"

"yes.

"Why order takeout so early in the morning? Why don't you cook for yourself?"

"The pot in the kitchen is still soaking in the sink and no one has washed it. I can't cook, so I have to order takeout." Jiang Ling raised her chin towards the kitchen with an innocent look.

She cooked for seven years, two thousand five hundred and fifty-five days, and seven thousand six hundred and sixty-five meals. It was really enough.

The old saying is true: the more hardship you can endure, the more hardship you will have to endure.

In the past, she felt sorry for Li Dongyang and would get up at five o'clock every morning to cook. She would knead dough and cook vegetables while it was still dark outside. She wanted everything to be ready, hoping that he would be well fed and have enough energy to go to work.

Who knew that her deep affection was misplaced and the other person didn't appreciate it at all.

Ever since she had the idea of ​​divorce, she decided not to cook anymore. She would just order takeout these days and wait for the nanny to come and let her cook. Anyway, no one could tell her to do it again.

She is already rich and will become richer in the future. Who the hell cares about cooking!

Especially cooking for this beast!

Li Dongyang looked at Jiang Ling in shock, as if he didn't know this person.

"The pot is soaking in the sink, why don't you just wash it and then cook?"

"Why do you want me to wash the fish you eat? Wash it yourself if you want!"

Li Dongyang had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

It's impossible to ask him to wash the pot!

He has never washed a pot in his life!

"What's the filling in the buns? Give us some meat." Li Dongyang took a deep breath, pulled over a chair and sat down.

We've already ordered takeout, so he'd be missing out if he doesn't eat.

"I've finished eating!" Jiang Ling quickly stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth, drank the last mouthful of porridge, and spread her hands to him, "Sorry, you're late."

Li Dongyang was stunned. "You've eaten so much? Why didn't you leave me a bite?"

"You didn't say that."

"You... I'm almost late for work. I don't want to argue with you. Just order me another takeout."

"Okay." Jiang Ling decisively stretched out her hand to him, "Give me the money."

"what money?"

"Takeaway money, how can I order takeaway without money?"

"How much can a takeaway meal cost? Ten or eight dollars. Do you have the nerve to ask me for it?"

"You have the nerve to do that. After all, as you said, I'm just an unemployed housewife who doesn't earn a penny. Who else should I ask for money from if not you?" Jiang Ling repeated to him the words he had used to mock her yesterday.

Li Dongyang was so angry that his lips were trembling. After a long pause, he said, "It's just breakfast money. You pay for it first."

"No money." Jiang Ling shook his head.

Want to take advantage of her?

There are no doors!

"How did you order takeout if you didn't have money? Where's your money?"

"I just ordered takeout and it's all gone, so I asked you for it." Jiang Ling said calmly.

"You really want money like crazy." Li Dongyang stood up suddenly and looked down at Jiang Ling, trying to overwhelm her momentum, "I don't have money. If you want money, find a way yourself."

He knew Jiang Ling too well. A housewife who had been out of touch with society for seven years and only knew how to cook and take care of children, how could she make money?

He just wanted to deliberately provoke her, let her know the dangers of this society, and let her know that she was his support.

She left him and had nothing!

Hard to move!

But Jiang Ling just looked at him coldly, "Okay, you said it, then I will find a way myself."

Li Dongyang felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He stood there angrily for a long time, but when he saw that Jiang Ling had no intention of compromising, he had to get up, change his shoes and go to work.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

"Don't forget to ask your sister for fish." Jiang Ling added, then stood up and walked to the balcony to look downstairs.

After a while, Li Dongyang's speeding figure appeared downstairs. He walked quickly to the parking lot, opened the car door impatiently, and slammed it shut again. Even the silhouette of the speeding car revealed his anger.

Jiang Ling clicked her tongue twice, turned around to coax her little daughter to sleep, and then sent Xixi to school.

Fortunately, the child’s kindergarten was not far away, and Jiang Ling went there and came back quickly, for fear that her little daughter would cry when she woke up.

When she came back panting, her little daughter was still sleeping soundly. She lay on the sofa in the living room and rested for a while, and Li Dongyang's words suddenly rang in her mind.

"I don't have any money. If you want money, find a way yourself."

The more Jiang Ling thought about it, the funnier it became.

How stupid must this man be to think that she couldn't make a penny?

Although she doesn't have a job, it doesn't mean she has no way to make money.

Now there is more than 3,000 yuan given by the system in her account, and she should find an opportunity to earn some more rewards.

She stared dimly at the sofa beneath her and suddenly sneered.

This sofa is Li Dongyang's favorite place. Every time he comes home from get off work, he lies on the sofa, has everything he wants, and plays games happily, just like an old man.

If he came home at night and found the sofa was gone, I wonder how angry he would be?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling excitedly took out her mobile phone, opened the second-hand trading platform, and put her own sofa up for sale.

After thinking about it, I hung the coffee table up as well.

Since the sofa is gone anyway, what’s the point of having a coffee table?

Just sell them together!

She put down her phone, and her little daughter Lulu woke up. She quickly got up to feed the child.

After I fed my child, a buyer from the same city sent me a message on my phone asking for the price.

She thought about it and said four thousand.

This set of sofas and coffee table was given to her and Li Dongyang by a wealthy relative of the Li family when they got married. They were made of precious mahogany and were worth more than ten thousand yuan. Although seven years had passed, Jiang Ling loved cleanliness and had kept the sofas and coffee table in good condition, without any bumps or scratches on them.

The buyer said he would come to the house to see it with his own eyes.

Jiang Ling sent the address and turned back to play with the child.

the other side.

Li Dongyang was feeling uneasy during the shift. When his colleagues asked him to go drinking after get off work, he was not in the mood.

After work, he was driving home and halfway there he suddenly remembered that Jiang Ling had asked him to get fish.

He didn't want to go at first, but after thinking it over, he gritted his teeth, turned the car around and headed straight for his eldest sister's house.

The eldest sister Li Meiyue was cooking dinner at home. When she heard her younger brother coming, she came out with a smile.

"Why are you here? Do you want to talk to me?"