The time in China is 6 hours ahead of that in Italy. It is around nine o'clock at night in Shanghai, while it is around three o'clock in the afternoon in Milan, Italy.
Xi Siyan and Ren Jiahui were strolling in a small shop in Milan. It was lonely and quiet, and the sunshine was shining on the street.
Ren Jiahui was wearing an orange coat and sunglasses to cover her beautiful face. Seeing Xi Siyan playing with her mobile phone all the time, she pinched her cheek and said, "Siyan, can you concentrate on shopping with me? Are you hooking up with that handsome guy again?"
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Xi Siyan is 1.66 meters tall and has bright eyes and white teeth. However, her family background has made her accustomed to rejecting people thousands of miles away, so she has a cold and beautiful temperament. Her smile is a bit lonely, "It's nothing. Good."
Sister Hui, if you and Wei Liqun divorce, do you only need Rongrong’s custody rights?"
It was Brother Jing who sent her a WeChat message. He asked her why Sister Jiahui didn't get divorced? What conditions did Sister Jiahui want?
She hadn't contacted him for many days, but when Brother Jing opened his mouth, he asked about Sister Jiahui's affairs instead of paying attention to her. This made her feel a little sad.
Ren Jiahui was silent for a moment, and did not hide it in front of her best friends. She looked at the sky in the distance and whispered: "Yes. I don't care whether it's money or not."
Xi Siyan felt relieved when she got the exact answer. She was really afraid that she would make a mistake, which would be troublesome. Brother Jing must have talked with Wei Liqun.
Ren Jiahui finally came to her senses. Her friends seemed to be hiding something from her recently, and they were nagging her.
At this time, the mobile phone she kept in her pocket rang. She took it out and saw that it was Wei Liqun's call, so she hung up without hesitation. Later, the mobile phone rang again. Xi Siyan advised: "Sister Jiahui, you
Take it."
Ren Jiahui thought for a moment, pressed the answer button hard, and said in a stiff tone: "Wei Liqun, what's going on? It's night in China now, right?"
The man on the phone was silent for a while and said: "Hey, Jiahui, come back to China. Let's sign a divorce agreement. Rongrong belongs to you, and we will share the family assets equally. I will pay for the alimony."
Ren Jiahui said in surprise: "Wei Liqun, have you taken the wrong medicine?" This was the condition. When her brother agreed to her divorce, this word could be signed. There was no need to make a big argument and make an agreement one month later.
Talk again?
Wei Liqun said with emotion: "Jiahui, I went to the Magic City to meet Jing Gao. He is not as good as you said. But he is indeed a very smart person. Go back to China to sign as soon as possible. I don't have the energy to argue with you.
That’s it. That’s it.”
After talking to Jing Gao, he suddenly realized that if he wanted to strive for maximum economic benefits, he actually had to give up fighting with Ren Jiahui, and he had to give enough compensation. Only then would Brother Ren compensate him in other ways.
After all, Brother Ren knows all the injustice he has suffered over the years.
And if Ren Jiahui suffers a loss during the divorce, Brother Ren will definitely still side with his sister.
What? When Ren Jiahui wanted to ask again, she heard the beeping sound of the phone hanging up. She bit her lip and thought for a moment. She directly dialed Jing Gao's number without asking Xi Siyan if he knew about it already.
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Jing Gao had just arrived at the Modu Supercar Club, located next to the racing venue on the outskirts of Modu, when he received a call from Ren Jiahui.
Just in the car, Jing Gao answered the phone and said with a smile: "Jiahui, how are you doing in Milan?" He mentioned Ren Jiahui's family affairs to Brother Ren out of goodwill.
No matter how well Ren Jiahui behaves in marriage or how bad his temper is, as a friend, Ren Jiahui is very good. He has always regarded her as a friend.
"That's it." Ren Jiahui pretended to be careless and said: "Jing Gao, Wei Liqun went to see you tonight? Are you... okay?"
Jing Gao laughed, "Ha, what's the matter? Let me brag, can't he beat me in a fight? He didn't have any bad intentions when he came to see me, he was probably a little unhappy. I'll take your brother's name
You scared him. If he is a smart person, he should know what to do. Hey, how did you know?"
Ren Jiahui said softly: "Wei Liqun just called me and asked me to go back and sign a divorce agreement. He will share half of my family property, my daughter will be mine, and he will pay for child support. Jing Gao, thank you!"
As soon as Jing Gao heard this condition, he knew that Wei Liqun was a very decent person. Before he could say anything, Ren Jiahui sobbed: "Siyan and I will go back to you for a drink. Don't refuse."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao felt unspeakable in his heart. He "accidentally" got involved in Ren Jiahui's marriage. After he met Wei Liqun and received this phone call today, it was finally over.
He lamented what happened to Ren Jiahui. So, marriage is a big deal! If two people don't get along well, it will be a lifetime of pain and harm to the children. In first-tier cities like Beijing, Magic City, and Shencheng
, the divorce rate is still very high.
What can I say?
When people reach middle age, they will consider living for themselves. Love in youth often turns into fetters of family ties and a sense of responsibility. This relationship is both stable and fragile.
For example, if a man has some money or charm, and meets a woman other than his wife, should he do it or not? In online articles, it’s just a matter of pleasure without even thinking about it. But, what about in life?
Some people will cross that hurdle, and some will shrink back.
Jing Gao's emotions were ups and downs. He looked at his watch and dialed Li Mengwei's phone. Suddenly he missed her a little.
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The Magic City Supercar Club is a four-story building with a "concave" layout. Not far from it is the track.
On Thursday night, the lights on the second floor were brightly lit. The young people from the Magic City were drinking and chatting among them. There were many girls among them, some of whom were rich second generation, and some were female companions brought here by the young people.
In addition, there are a group of good-looking girls who serve as waitresses, providing drinks and buffet services.
It can be clearly seen that most people are gathered around a handsome young man. He is Song Yan, the chairman of the Magic City Supercar Club, and also the person with the best driving skills. Although he is from Jinling, he studied in Jinling
.But he has a business here in Shanghai, his girlfriend is also studying in Shanghai, and the local circles admire him.
Zhang Hu, who was of medium height and tanned, chatted with a little girl for more than ten minutes. He came over happily and said with a smile: "Old Song, when will Mr. Jing arrive?"
Song Yan smiled and took out his cell phone and said, "Brother Cheng just sent a message. Mr. Jing is downstairs and talking on the phone. Let's wait."
There was a sudden sound of surprise and laughter all around, "That'll have to wait a little longer." No one in this group of rich young men dared to make fun of him. One of them was unfamiliar, and the other was Jing Gao's name. Who didn't know it in the past two days?
Can't be offended!
While they were chatting and laughing, Jing Gao and Cheng Yanxi came up to the second floor together. Everyone looked over.
Song Yan strode up to greet you, stretched out his hand from afar, "Mr. Jing, welcome to the Magic City Super Running Club. We are honored and proud of you."
