Chapter 133: 133: I Don’t Care For Your Stinking Money_1

Chapter 133: 133: I Don’t Care For Your Stinking Money_1

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Back at the old mansion, Jian Yufei took off the bracelet from her wrist, wrapped it in a piece of silk cloth, and meticulously placed it in a jewelry box, treasuring it away.

After Ruan Tianling drove them home, he left again in his car.

Jian Yufei had interviewed with a few companies a while back, two of which had responded, offering her jobs. Unfortunately, she was confined to the villa on those days and lost both opportunities.

She found a few job postings online, prepared several resumes, and headed out the next day for interviews.

She interviewed at one company in the morning, and by the time she finished, it was already noon.

She found a place to eat, then went on to the next interview.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

During those two days, she had interviews at a number of companies, all of which offered her jobs. Jian Yufei was thrilled and chose a job with a light workload, planning to start the next day.

The next morning, she rose early.

Ruan Tianling usually rose early, but Jian Yufei, having nothing to do, would usually sleep in a bit more.

But this morning, she woke up earlier than him. He opened his eyes to find her sitting at the dressing table applying skincare, then her makeup.

The air was great in the early morning, and Jian Yufei walked briskly, feeling energized.

Starting from today, she would have her own career.

She wanted to become self-reliant and useful in the future.

As Jian Yufei mused, the sound of a car horn came from behind. She looked back to find Ruan Tianling’s flashy sports car slowly following behind her.

She stopped in her tracks, and the car also came to a halt in front of her.

The man stuck his head out of the window, his arm resting on the steering wheel: “Go back. You can’t work before we get divorced.”

“Why?” Jian Yufei frowned in annoyance, “What does it matter to you whether I work or not? Moreover, I am going for a job, not doing anything disgraceful.”

Ruan Tianling squinted slightly, “If you need money, just say how much, and I’ll give it to you.”

“Sorry, but your money stinks, I’m not interested!” Disdainfully, Jian Yufei turned around and continued walking.

The car suddenly sped past her, even audaciously spraying exhaust on her.

Angered, she gritted her teeth and glared resentfully at the car.