After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei always thought that she had found a sense of belonging in this family, but reality made her realize that some things cannot be changed after all.

Li Jiawei touched her chest unconsciously, but she did not feel as sad as she had imagined. Perhaps she had already anticipated such an outcome.

After all, ten fingers are of different lengths. How could a sister like me, who was adopted halfway, possibly compare to the deep brother-sister bond between Li Yan and Li Xuanbao, who grew up together and have had for more than 30 years?

She sighed softly, looking away from the house and looking forward. The night wind blew in through the car window, bringing a hint of coolness, but also making her feel more awake than ever before.

Liang Yusen sat beside her, noticed her mood change, and said softly: "Jiawei, there is no need to force some things. You have done a good job."

Li Jiawei turned to look at Liang Yusen, forced a smile and nodded, her tone calm but firm: "Uncle Liang, I understand."

Seeing Li Jiawei like this, Liang Yusen couldn't help but feel distressed. If anyone had the hardest time in this family, it was not Li Xuanbao, but Li Jiawei.

After returning to this family, Li Jiawei never complained or showed any dissatisfaction. Instead, she has always been careful to maintain her relationship with everyone in the family.

She tried hard to fit into the family and tried to exchange sincerity for sincerity. Unfortunately, life experience often tells us that sincerity may not be exchanged for sincerity, and efforts may not be rewarded.

Liang Yusen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Your parents will definitely know about what happened tonight. Do you... have any ideas?"

There was a hint of tentativeness in his tone, wanting to gauge Li Jiawei's attitude.

Li Jiawei was slightly stunned when she heard this, then shook her head, her tone calm but with a hint of fatigue: "Uncle Liang, I won't call them, you should talk.

I know what happened tonight cannot be kept secret, and instead of letting them hear it from someone else, I want you to tell them directly."

Liang Yusen nodded, with a hint of approval in his expression: "I am very pleased that you can think so. Don't worry, I will make things clear and won't let your parents misunderstand you."

Li Jiawei said "hmm" softly and said nothing more. Misunderstanding? If these few years of getting along with each other still can't make them understand her, then...

Li Jiawei looked out the window again. Although her expression was calm, there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes. In fact, in her relationship with the Li family, she had always been in a lower position.

Li Jiawei looked out the window, the night street scene passed by quickly in front of her eyes. Her expression was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness and relief in her eyes. She said softly: "Uncle Liang, I am actually very lucky."

Liang Yusen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at her: "Lucky? Why do you say that?"

Li Jiawei smiled, with a hint of emotion in her tone: "If I hadn't been recognized as a member of the Li family, I might still be renting a self-built house somewhere in the High-tech Zone, struggling for a living every day. No matter how much I was wronged by my job at the Finance Bureau, I dared not resign because I had no choice."

She paused and continued, "It was the Li family that gave me everything I have now. I have wealth and a life that I never dared to dream of before. So, I am very grateful."

After hearing what Li Jiawei said, Liang Yusen sighed heavily: “I know what you mean.”

He understood that Li Jiawei only mentioned gratitude to her relatives but not her feelings, obviously because she was hurt by what happened tonight. Behind her strength and rationality, there was deep disappointment and helplessness.

Liang Yusen sent Li Jiawei to her residence and watched her go upstairs, but he did not leave immediately. He opened the car window and let the cold wind blow on his face. This cold stimulation made his thoughts clearer.

After a long time, Liang Yusen picked up the phone and dialed Li Ronghua's number.

Li Ronghua had just hung up the phone with Li Yan and had a general understanding of what happened at home. At this time, Liang Yusen called in. He sighed and answered the phone: "Hello, Yusen."

Liang Yusen blew out a smoke ring, his tone calm but with a hint of heaviness: "Second brother, you already know what happened at home today, right?"

Li Ronghua said "hmm" with concern in his tone: "Li Yan just called and told me. How is Jiawei now?"

Liang Yusen was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "He is really fast. Everything else is fine, but I am a little disappointed with Li Yan."

Li Ronghua was stunned when he heard this, and didn't react to Liang Yusen's meaning for a while. Was he disappointed with Li Yan? Or was Jiawei disappointed with Li Yan? Perhaps, both.

He frowned, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone: "Yusen, what do you mean by this..."

Liang Yusen did not answer directly, but continued: “Second brother, Jiawei is not an easy child.

After she returned to the Li family, she was always cautious and tried hard to integrate into this family.

But what happened tonight made her see some realities clearly. Her disappointment with Li Yan was not only because of his attitude, but also because she found that she was always an outsider in this family. "

Li Ronghua raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his tone: "Do you think it is possible to repair it?"

Liang Yusen held the cigarette in his hand out of the window, flicked the ash gently, and said in a calm but meaningful tone: “It depends on what you and your second sister-in-law do.

Second brother, since Jiawei returned to the Li family, you and your second sister-in-law have been absent. She doesn't cry or make a fuss, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care. Jiawei wants to integrate into this family, but if she is hurt too much, she will choose to give up. Do you really want to lose this daughter?"

Li Ronghua was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on his wife Jingqiu who was packing her luggage to return home. His heart was filled with complicated emotions, and he didn't know how to answer Liang Yusen's question.

After a while, he whispered, "Jingqiu and I will take the flight back to China this afternoon. We'll talk about everything after we get back."

Liang Yusen heard the hesitation and heaviness in his tone, and didn't say anything more, but just responded lightly: "Okay, let's talk when you come back. Do you need me to pick you up?"

Li Ronghua said, "No need. I'll call you when I get home."

Liang Yusen looked at the phone that had been hung up and smiled helplessly. Facing such an attitude of her biological parents, how could Li Jiawei not be sad? He couldn't help but feel distressed for her.

On the other side, Li Jiawei returned home, drank the bird's nest porridge prepared by Liu Sao, and then urged Liu Sao to go to rest quickly. She didn't want anyone to see her so vulnerable side.