Jiang Feng did not move.
It was easy to guess who it was.
Ding ding ding--
The doorbell continued to ring.
" What are you doing, you child…" Song Lin looked at Jiang Feng, who was not moving at all, and could only helplessly open the door herself.
"Mom."
Jiang Feng suddenly called out to her.
"What's wrong, son?" Song Lin stopped in her tracks and turned around.
Under the light, Jiang Feng's expression was dark and gloomy.
"Mom, you won't change your mind about the divorce, right? I've already found a lawyer for you. We must get back the divorce assets. You can go to the bank tomorrow to get the money you paid for the mortgage.”
The light was slightly warm, but Jiang Feng seemed to be surrounded by a cold air. His eyes were filled with a thick, dark, and vicious aura.
"He's funding others. There's no reason for us to pay for him!”
Song Lin was stunned for a moment. Looking at her son's suppressed anger, she was shocked.
The Jiang Feng in front of her was very different from the son in her memory.
In her memory, her son was always smiling brightly, and his entire body was filled with happiness.
However, he didn't know when it started…
His son changed.
He hadn't smiled for a long time.
He was becoming more and more sensitive and more and more temperamental.
She was like a sensitive hedgehog, pricking others and hurting herself.
However, only Song Lin knew that he did not study and did badly on purpose. He even dyed his hair just to attract his father's attention.
Song Lin's heart ached.
No matter how much she paid attention to her son, he needed a father as he grew up.
For her son, she could only endure it.
In fact, his son's only wish was for his father to cook him a bowl of noodles.
However, for so many years, Jiang Jiandang had been accompanying other people's children every year.
Little Feng used to be so sunny and had such good results!
Did he want a lot?
He didn't want much at all.
Now, Song Lin could clearly see one thing from Jiang Feng's eyes.
He no longer needed a father.
"Mommy won't."
Song Lin felt a lump in her throat. She walked over and hugged Jiang Feng, feeling sorry for him." Son, don't worry. You'll always be number one in my heart. If you want to get back the money and file a lawsuit, I'll listen to you!”
"Alright."
……
Outside the door, Jiang Jiandang looked at the tightly shut door and paced around impatiently.
He had already come personally. What else did this woman want?
He nervously adjusted his clothes and coughed a few times.
"Song Lin, open the door! I'm the founder!"
"Song Lin! Hurry up and open the door!"
There was no movement inside.
There were footsteps, but there was no intention of opening the door.
Jiang Jiandang was unhappy.
He had come personally!
What else did she want?
Just as he lost his patience and was about to knock on the door, the door creaked open.
"What are you doing here?"
Behind the door was Song Lin's gentle face.
Her hair was tied into a low ponytail and she was wearing an apron. Her clothes were clean.
After not seeing her for a few days, her complexion seemed to have improved a little.
Suddenly, Jiang Jiandang felt a slight ripple in his heart.
Actually, remarrying wasn't bad either.
"It's such a small place. Alright, don't be angry. I'll take you back.”
Jiang Jiandang coughed a few times and raised his head as if he was rewarding her." We've been married for so many years. Why are you talking about divorce? Half of our lives have passed, and you're still fooling around like your son!”
Nonsense?
Song Lin laughed in anger." I don't think our son is messing around. If it wasn't for our son, I would have divorced you a long time ago. You don't have to come over if you have nothing to do in the future. I've already found a lawyer for the divorce.”
Song Lin wanted to close the door.
"Wait a minute!"
Jiang Jiandang reached out his hand to block the door and squeezed his way in.
The moment he entered, he was stunned.
The house in front of him was very cozy.
The small dining table was covered with a floral tablecloth.
The fragrance of the food assailed his nostrils.
The kitchen stove was clean.
Although the house was small, it was filled with the smell of home.
Suddenly, Jiang Jiandang regretted it.
"Lin Lin." Jiang Jiandang softened his tone." We're not getting a divorce. If you don't like me funding that child He Minglang…I'll…I'll be more careful in the future.”
He had already lowered his head like this. Was that enough?
Jiang Jiandang had never apologized to Song Lin before.
Now, he was already very wronged.
Song Lin was speechless.
Jiang Feng was speechless.
What was wrong with this person?
What kind of confidence gave him the wrong impression?
"What are you still standing there for?"
Jiang Jiandang walked to the dining table and said confidently," Get me some rice. I'm hungry." I've agreed to your conditions. You should be satisfied, right? I won't hold it against you for moving out during this period of time. Let's live well in the future. In the future, 20% of my salary will be used to support your livelihood. The rest of the money will be used to support Ming Lang, after all, they are still children, very pitiful. The headquarters will not help them.”
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