Because he concealed too much, sometimes the public student began to forget how many plans he had made, for the plans of Mao Lilan and Fei Yingli.

Taking care of my sister and queen mother is out of instinct. Anyone who is me will work hard for my sister and queen mother.

"Okay, I'm hungry too, let's start with the first question... The concubine's house is not 1000 million at all, but 20 billion, right?"

How stupid, Fei Yingli once thought it was her own ability.

With such hard work, I managed to save 1000 million yuan. I changed from renting to actually owning this high-end apartment, and I have a foothold with my son.

You don't need to think about being a stray dog ​​anymore, like when you ran out of the Maori house.

"Well, I'm in charge of the commercial legal affairs of the Suzuki chaebol, but I can't withdraw all the money because of the money problem. In addition, the director of Suzuki wanted to train me, so he offset the excess money against the real estate money."

Gongsheng looked directly at Concubine Yingli.

Not avoiding, but telling the truth.

The hand that was placed on the chin was released, and Fei Yingli did not lie on Gongsheng's body, but sat up and leaned against Gongsheng's side.

He stopped his son's shoulder and leaned into his arms.

Hug tightly, let his temperature give you a sense of security, and make the panic in your heart even more panic.

From the beginning to the end, Fei Yingli's heart never calmed down.

I remember that the time when I bought the concubine's house was when I was in junior high school. Thinking about the Shinichi of Xizi's family outside the door, comparing the two children, one will be very proud when he understands detectives, and the other has already started to take care of the family.

Take on things that you shouldn't be at that age.

"Lan's house is not Suzuki Yuanzi's property at all. You also bought it and gave it to Xiaolan, right?"

Fei Yingli continued to ask questions.

"To be precise, that is also the house that the Suzuki chaebol prepared earlier. The interior design and decoration are all top-of-the-line. It is prepared for Sister Lan and Sister Yuanzi."

The male student leaned on the cotton pillow and closed his eyes.

Embracing by mother's arms, leaning on mother's arms, wasting time at will like this.

"Are you stupid? At that time, you knew that Xiaolan was in a relationship with Xinyi. Why did you still do this? Do you just like to make others so happy?"

He reached out and patted Gongsheng on the forehead.

Fei Yingli really put herself in her shoes and thought about it. If it were her own, if she found that the person closest to her was with the victim, she would not even be able to say a word of blessing.

Pay so much, still have time, in exchange for others to be together in the end.

"I just hope that my sister will not be tied up by Xinyi. At least she will have a property of her own, which is a bit of her own assets. She will not gain no dignity. She will run out one day without even a foothold. In a place that I can't take care of squat down and cry."

Gongsheng has tasted this pain.

He once told Mao Lilan that the reason why he supported his mother's divorce from Mao Li Kogoro was because he was afraid of being quarreled.

Every day when I wake up, I see my parents quarreling, and then Mori Kogoro slams the door and runs out. He doesn’t go home at night, and goes drinking with others. He is forced to ask Fei Yingli to pick him up late at night when he is drunk and hangover.

Sometimes I have to go to the racecourse and the poker table to bring back the man who became a father in his twenties.

Immature and unwilling to grow up.

The final result was not as light as Mao Lilan said, it wasn't that Fei Yingli left while Kogoro was taking a bath.

It was a rainy day.

After arguing five times that day, Fei Yingli was finally accused by her husband of being a "rice bug" who could only take care of the children at home. All kinds of food and drink expenses, housing taxes, water and electricity taxes were all on him.

Fei Yingli ran out without a change of clothes, but found out that she didn't even have any money on her.

Relying on her husband's salary, how could she have any money, stepped out of the stairs of the Maori house, into the cold rain, but didn't even have an umbrella.

Gritting his teeth, he looked back to the so-called 'home', only to find that it was not warmed by the cold rain.

Face up to the sky, keeping the last trace of decency.

He turned into a dog in the water, his hair was already messed up, and he was sitting curled up in a small corner of the street.

This is the most realistic world.

If you choose to be a housewife, you will completely rely on your husband, gradually lose your own sovereignty in life, and change from love at the beginning to personality compromise, and then from personality compromise to no personality.

"Mom, I still have some lucky money, let's go out and live."

At that time, a boy appeared in front of Fei Yingli, with a small body of six years old, pushing a large suitcase that was as tall as one end, which contained several clothes of the mother and son.

That was the beginning of everything, the beginning of being together.

It started out as a small dirty messy room.

In just one night, Fei Yingli made up her mind to create the best living conditions because she was willing to accompany her son who left.

Pick up the textbooks, re-learn the law, and pass the bar exam once to become a lawyer.

The first legal case was my own divorce case.

Give up all the wealth, even the Maori otaku style, and only ask for the custody of Maori Gongsheng.

Fei Yingli restored her surname, but did not let Gongsheng change with her, because the division of the property rights of the Mori family did not give Fei Yingli, but gave Mori Gongsheng.

It is the first floor of Maori House, now Polo Coffee Shop.

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