After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei was on the high-speed train back to Xishi. She didn't expect An Ling to call her. Seeing the three words "Editor-in-Chief An" on the caller ID, she felt mixed emotions.

Li Jiawei cleared her throat and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Editor-in-Chief An, how is your recovery going?"

An Ling stood in front of the window of the ward, overlooking the people coming and going downstairs. After experiencing life and death, looking at everything in the world, she felt a sense of vicissitudes. She took a deep breath and said, "It's recovering very well. Yue Ran has already told me. Thank you for your care during this period."

Li Jiawei understood An Ling's gratitude and responded, "You're welcome. Actually, I didn't do anything!"

An Ling continued, "I know you have found many experts for me during this period, and I am really grateful to you. I will be discharged from the hospital today, and will go abroad in a while. I may not be back in the near future, so I want to say goodbye to you."

Li Jiawei was silent for a moment and then said, "I know a well-known plastic surgeon in the UK. I will send you his contact information later. If necessary, you can go directly to him."

This is what Li Jiawei found out from Liang Yusen, and she has already contacted the doctor to confirm that if An Ling goes for treatment, she does not need to make an appointment and can go directly to the doctor, but the cost will be higher.

But Li Jiawei also agreed with the doctor that if An Ling went for treatment, she would bear 30% of the treatment costs. However, even if Li Jiawei shared part of the cost, if An Ling wanted to completely repair the scars on his body, he would still need a large sum of money, which was also a big burden for An Ling.

Moreover, the scars on An Ling's body cannot be repaired in a short period of time. It may take two, three years, or even longer. During this period, if her mental state is not good or her physical recovery is not ideal, she may not be able to work. Long-term unemployment plus huge medical expenses, her savings can not support it at all.

But this money is just a drop in the bucket for Li Jiawei. To be honest, if An Ling had not conspired with Wang Zhe to plot against "Meishang", Li Jiawei would have wanted to hire her to work overseas.

But now that they have experienced betrayal, they no longer have a basis for cooperation. But this does not affect Li Jiawei's appreciation for An Ling. After going through those things, An Ling's mentality is still pretty good, and there is also Liu Wanhe's affection for her.

After Liu Wanhe learned that An Ling was in trouble, Li Jiawei could see the worry in his eyes. If money could be used to eliminate Liu Wanhe's guilt towards An Ling, Li Jiawei would not be stingy.

After hearing what Li Jiawei said, An Ling said gratefully without any pretense, "I really need it. Thank you so much!" Then, she sighed, "If I hadn't been so greedy at the beginning, perhaps there wouldn't be such a result. But there is no medicine for regret in the world. This disaster is also the result of my own fault. I tried to get the skin of a tiger."

Li Jiawei quickly comforted him: "Let the past be the past. I don't think you did anything wrong. Water flows to the lowest place and people go to the highest place. As long as it is not illegal, it is everyone's right to pursue a more successful career."

An Ling smiled: "Hearing you say that, I feel much better. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" Li Jiawei looked at the black screen of her phone and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

At this moment, the phone screen flickered, and the social software pushed a piece of news: "Wang, the mastermind of more than ten kidnapping and wounding cases, was arrested recently!"

Li Jiawei smiled, put down her phone, leaned back in her chair, looked at the scenery rapidly receding outside the car window, and muttered to herself: "Evil will be punished!"

At 4pm, Li Jiawei arrived at Xishi High-speed Railway Station. She did not ask the driver to pick her up, but hailed a taxi at the exit and went straight to her apartment.

She opened the door of the apartment and found that even though she had not lived here for a long time, the hourly cleaner came to clean the apartment twice a week. The apartment was not much different from when she left, and it was even cleaner.

Li Jiawei informed the part-time worker in advance and asked her to prepare some daily necessities and food.

She put down her luggage, changed into home clothes, opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of frozen dumplings, cooked ten of them, and made sour soup dumplings.

Due to the large temperature difference between Shanghai and Xishi, she was wearing thin clothes when she came back, and she was almost frozen to death while waiting for a taxi at the high-speed rail station. At this moment, after a bowl of hot and sour soup, her body finally warmed up.

Li Jiawei turned on her phone and found that her mother Jing Qiu had updated her status, which had not happened for a long time. The photo was a picture of the interior decoration layout, which looked very warm.

Li Jiawei is familiar with the house in the photo. It is located next to the villa where her parents live. At the beginning, her father Li Ronghua bought three adjacent villas at once. He and his mother Jingqiu lived in one of them, and the other two were given to Li Xuanbao and her brother Li Yan respectively. However, Li Xuanbao and Li Yan have never lived in them. Every time they go back, they live with their parents.

Now, Li Xuanbao and Yang Shihui have divorced and returned to Xishi to live permanently. Therefore, she renovated the villa under her name and moved in.

Li Jiawei did not have much feeling about Li Xuanbao's decision. After all, the house was in her name, and she was free to do whatever she wanted with it.

However, when Jingqiu celebrated her 60th birthday, Li Jiawei didn't know how to face Li Xuanbao. They no longer had the harmony and calmness they had when they first met.

The next day, after a simple breakfast, Li Jiawei drove to the villa. Before entering the door, she heard the children playing and the adults laughing.

Li Xuanyi was the first to notice Li Jiawei standing outside the door. He ran over happily and shouted, "Aunt, you're back!"

Li Jiawei smiled and rubbed Li Xuanyi's head, then handed him the cake in his hand: "I brought you your favorite chestnut cake."

Li Xuanyi took the cake box with a smile: "Thank you, auntie."

Li Jiawei walked into the room and saw Li Xuanbao holding a little boy wearing a tiger hat, about two years old. She smiled and walked forward, squatted down, and looked carefully at the handsome and cute little guy. He was somewhat similar to his big brother Li Chengwei. Perhaps this is what is often said, "nephew resembles uncle."

Li Jiawei smiled and stretched out her hands, pretending to hug her, and said, "You are Mingxuan, right? I'm your aunt. We had a video chat before. Do you remember?"

Xiao Mingxuan stared at Li Jiawei with his eyes wide open, tilting his head to look at her, as if trying to recall something. After a while, he seemed to remember something, so he reached out to Li Jiawei, threw himself into her arms, and shouted, "Auntie!"

Li Jiawei picked him up with a smile, then took out a longevity lock and waved it in front of him: "Auntie bought this for you, do you like it?"

Children like colorful things, and the longevity lock that Li Jiawei bought is made of pure gold, which is very pleasing. "I like it," Xiao Mingxuan stretched out his hand to take it. Li Jiawei smiled and hung it around his neck, saying, "I hope our Xiao Mingxuan will be safe and live a long life!"