"Hello, Dad."
Yen Lei had been addicted to gaming from a young age, so his academic performance had always been very poor.
He even spent the entire summer vacation in the school dorm playing games without going home once, and he even asked for living expenses.
Facing his hopeless son, Yen Zhengjin felt helpless.
Yet luckily, he was rather wealthy, and in the future, his son wouldn't have to worry about food or clothing.
Although he had lost over two hundred thousand, their family's financial foundation was still very solid.
"Son, I have something to tell you."
"Your mother and I are divorced."
When Yen Lei got up, he didn't take it seriously at all; he never cared about his parents' affairs. He didn't have much affection for his mother either. What he cared about was when he would receive his living expenses and allowance.
This way, he could recharge in the game and be a big shot.
"Hmm, if it's a divorce, then it's a divorce. I'll stay with you."
Yen Lei was quite pragmatic—he knew his mom didn't have a job. If he stayed with her, his life would have no guarantee.
"Good son, but I was actually hoping you'd try to persuade your mom to get back together with me."
Upon hearing this, Yen Lei had no interest whatsoever. His parents reconciling or not had no significance for his life.
What did it have to do with him playing games here?
"Dad, you'd better think it over yourself. There's no use in me saying anything about it."
He got out of bed and turned on the computer, planning to enjoy a game first.
"Son, how about this? If you can get your mom to come back to me, I'll give you a reward of thirty thousand yuan. How does that sound?"
Yen Zhengjin understood his son well...
Without a reward, there was simply no way to get him to do anything for him.
Although thirty thousand yuan was quite a lot, after the gambling experience, Yen Zhengjin felt like thirty thousand yuan was hardly any money.
As long as he could get his wife back and freely do those things with her.
It would be worth it...
Remembering Jiang Xian's graceful figure, Yen Zhengjin felt greedy.
"It has already arrived."
"Once we've finished stocking up, we can open for business."
Li Zhiyan held Jiang Xian's hand and walked into the cabin.
"Then I'll go with you to buy stock later on. The most important thing for a clothing store is the style!"
"With your aesthetic judgment, there's no doubt the clothes you pick will be stylish."
"Making money will definitely be easy."
Li Zhiyan praised Jiang Xian's aesthetic judgment and entered the cabin with her.
As they walked in, Jiang Xian subconsciously started to feel nervous.
If she hadn't put away the storybook from last night...
But after entering and seeing no storybook, she breathed a sigh of relief. She must have placed the storybook under her pillow.
It was good that Xiao Yan hadn't seen it; otherwise, just the thought would have been embarrassingly unbearable.
"I hope so, Auntie. I don't have much money left."
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"If I can't make money later on, I'll really have to go work at your milk tea shop."
Li Zhiyan held Jiang Xian's hand, and at the same time, his other hand naturally landed on Auntie Jiang's thigh through her short skirt.
Feeling the warmth of Auntie Jiang's beautiful leg, an uncontrollable sense of happiness started rising in his heart.
The feeling was so good...
"Don't worry..."
"Auntie Jiang, I've said it—I'll take care of you, and I'll definitely do it."
Li Zhiyan expressed his fondness for Jiang Xian, saying, "I like you the most."
Jiang Xian stroked Li Zhiyan's head.
Her eyes were full of doting—if only her own son could be like Li Zhiyan.
Her own son, Yen Lei, she had raised since he was young.
However, their relationship was quite distant; he only asked her for New Year's money, and he spent nearly all his time on gaming.