"So you always support me to go to school abroad."
"Yes, every moment I see you, I feel like I'm living too much. I'm not a man."
"But I have always treated you as my own father." Zhang Xue roared.
"That's your business. I haven't treated you badly anyway. I'm good enough for you." Zhang Jun's expressionless way.
"If you have a little conscience, please advise your mother to sign the divorce agreement quickly. If you want to start your own business with 5 million cash, it will be enough. I started with 2 million at that time, and you will be able to do so.
I will tell you clearly that the company will never give you. Even if you go through legal procedures, your chances of winning are very small. If you don't make it to that point, don't blame me for not reading a little bit of love. "
"Is it really necessary?" Zhang xuechui's hands on the side of his body were tightly packed, almost squeezing a few words out of his teeth.
"It must be so."
"There's really no way to save it. You don't care about my mother and me at all."
"You don't deserve it."
Zhang Jun said, dragging the trunk head also did not go back.
Jiang Hong wants to chase, but is caught by Zhang Xue. She laughs bitterly. That's it. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. "Don't chase, it's useless."
"What do you want to do then? Look at this divorce agreement. We have nothing at all. There are only five million and two houses."
"Not so good."
"Did you come up with something?"
"There must be a way. Whoever she wants to give, she also needs to see if those people have a life."
When Jiang Hong's eyes changed, she suddenly felt that her daughter was a little scared. "Xiaoxue, what do you want to do?"
"Don't want to do anything, just want to get back what we deserve."
"If you need my mother's cooperation, you can say that we will work together in the future."
"Well."
"What about the divorce agreement?"
"Wait until I think about what to do next." Zhang Xueyi didn't think of any good way.
"Xiaoxue, what do you want to do, you must tell me in advance, or I'm not sure."
"You know my plan. It's me if you're not sure." Zhang Xue snorts coldly.
My mother is a brainless, bad things for her many times.
Jiang Hong did not dare to ask again. She knew that her daughter always had an idea and her brain was better than hers. She could only hope for her, hoping that she could strive for more benefits.
Zhang Jun moved to the place where song Xiaoluo lived before. After living in the place, the whole person felt at ease.
Leng Yanran and ye Yue take the time to come to see Zhang Jun and take the initiative to inform him that the bone marrow matching with the baby is successful. When his divorce is handled and the baby comes back, he will have a transplant.
Zhang Jun looks at lengyanran incredulously. Unexpectedly, she secretly matches the model, and it's a success.
"Really?"
"Is it necessary for me to deceive you?"
"Thank you, but thank you." Zhang Jun was so excited.
"I like babies. I have nothing to do with you. How is your divorce handled?"
"They still don't agree to sign the agreement, but I've brought a lawsuit to the court and will go through legal procedures to make a settlement."
"Have they come to harass you these two days?"
"No, it's strange that their mother and daughter are surprisingly calm. They haven't really bothered me these days."
Cold Yanran's brow and heart are tightly tightened. It's unusual. Jiang Hong's temper is known to her, and she can't bear it at all, unless she is pressed by Zhang Xue.
Zhang Xue will not be so willing unless she is planning something.
I don't know why, even if I haven't dealt with her very much, lengyanran is not at ease with Zhang Xue. Instinctively, she feels that her stomach is full of bad water.
"Be careful yourself. Zhang Xue must be thinking something." "I'm not afraid. I've arranged everything, and I've made a will. Their mother and daughter have no idea. I didn't contact the baby. To be honest, I didn't know where they lived. At that time, the house over there was entrusted by me. Zhang Xue hurt them no less than br >
.
On your side, the more leaves there are, the less I need to worry about it. I can't even enter your community. "
Zhang Jun said that Leng Yanran didn't think there was any problem. She didn't ask Baobao and song Xiaoluo which country they are living in or where they live, just to ensure their safety.
I didn't expect that Zhang Jun would do the same.
"Take care of yourself. We're going."
"No, I'm already cooking. You can go after dinner here. It's cooked. I'll fry a few more dishes."
Leng Yanran hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed. They are sitting in the living room. Because it's the baby's home, there are many toys in the living room. However, they are all neatly arranged on one side. The house is not very big, more than 100 flat, but the layout is very warm and exquisite. From the sofa cushion to the curtain, they are carefully selected
. At first sight, they are women's pens.
"Honey, there's a smell of fireworks."
Zhang Jun likes this place, but he really wants to make sense. Any man who goes home after a hard day outside wants to have a gentle and virtuous wife and lovely children.
Obviously, Jiang Hong is not that kind of person, and Zhang's family is also cold.
"When we have children, so do we."
Mentioning the child, lengyanran felt guilty again, "when my body recovers, we will have the child."
"I didn't mean to rush you. We are so young and have a little more than two lives."
Cold Yan Ran nodded.
In the kitchen, Zhang Jun is very happy and busy.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Jun brought up the food.
Four dishes and one soup are very homely, but the taste is very good.
Leng Yanran takes a look at Zhang Jun, but unexpectedly he can cook.
"When I married your little aunt, I cooked at home. Your little aunt liked me. She said that I was a person who was down-to-earth, safe and much better than those who had money and power." Zhang Jun said.
Lengyanran didn't make a sound, and Zhang Jun didn't think there was anything. He said to himself, "I will cook for her and her baby when I have time these years. She always said that my cooking skills have declined, which is not as delicious as before.
I know it's not about my cooking skills, it's about my mentality. I'm sorry for your little aunt and baby. I've put them in such an awkward situation. Your little aunt herself is suffering, but for me and for her children, she has been suffering silently. She is really a good woman and your relative. You can get along peacefully in the future. I don't want you to be close, but I hope you don't resent her anymore. Just share your baby's hands and feet. "