In recent years, signing prenuptial agreements is no longer the exclusive preserve of wealthy people. Couples with average incomes have also begun to pay attention to preserving their personal property.
What does that slogan mean? Marriage is not poverty alleviation. Men and women cannot try to take advantage of each other through marriage.
Therefore, Tang Yili was not surprised that the Ji family prepared a prenuptial property agreement, but what was surprising was that Xun Lang never mentioned it.
If he hadn't dug through the documents and dug it out, Tang Yili would have no idea how much of an exception he had set in Xun Lang.
She held up the document and asked knowingly, "Well, why don't you take it out and sign it for me before we get married? Are you afraid that I will open up to you when I get divorced?"
"Don't talk about divorce."
Xun Lang is a bit fierce.
Compared with the lion opening his mouth, he may be more afraid of divorce itself.
So he didn't take the prenuptial agreement seriously at all.
Xun Lang took the documents from Tang Yili's hand and threw them back into the safe. He put the requested documents in a brown paper bag and led her out.
"Any kind of joke can be made, but divorce cannot be treated as a joke."
Xun Lang's attitude was serious like that of an old cadre.
Tang Yili felt a little sweet in her heart and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
After going downstairs and saying hello to the elders, Tang Yili and Xun Lang took the car home.
The weather is getting colder, and Beishi City is famous for its autumn colors. During this season, many tourists from out of town come to visit, such as country parks and the ruins of the ancient Great Wall. In fact, all those who are well versed in this know that Beishi City has the best autumn scenery.
Just in Xishan.
When the scenic spot is open, the half of Xishan is very beautiful, but the part that is not enclosed by the Zhai family has a majestic momentum.
Tang Yili looked at the golden autumn night passing by the car window, and once again thought of the prenuptial agreement of the wealthy Ji family.
Yes, she still wants to talk.
"Why is it only written about alimony after divorce? What about alimony during marriage? Don't you give pocket money during marriage?"
Xun Lang looked at Tang Yili in a funny way, remembering the frozen dumplings he had eaten a few days ago. Halfway through eating, Tang Yili seemed to have mentioned pocket money.
"Do you want pocket money?"
yes!
Although Tang Yili was born into a wealthy family and married into a wealthy family, in fact, she is the plus version of the Yueguang clan, and she still earns a living by working for Fengtang.
The wages and bonuses are all spent one by one, and they are fully equipped. Don't ask where the thousands of lipsticks came from, and don't ask what spilled out when the cloakroom opened the door. If you ask, there is no money.
Tang Yili squinted at Xun Lang: "You don't want to give it, do you?"
Materially speaking, Xun Lang's own desires are very low, but as a domineering president, you can't restrict others.
Tang Yili quit on the spot, "Don't think I don't know that you recharge a lot of money on mobile games just to buy cat strips for that cat. I'm your wife, so you wouldn't be so picky.
"
Xun Lang put his palm to his lips, probably because he was afraid of offending Tang Yili, so he smiled more restrainedly.
I don’t know why it’s so funny.
Tang Yili glared at him, and every time he glared, it was like poking someone's smile. Xun Lang almost laughed all the way, leaving no one annoyed.
The car stopped downstairs at Rongjing Mansion. Tang Yili walked forward angrily, leaving her stingy husband behind. When taking the elevator upstairs, Tang Yili deliberately stood at the front.
Xun Lang was behind her, replying to someone unknown, with a smile on his face.
Tang Yili declared a unilateral cold war, entered the house, and went straight to the bathroom to freshen up. After washing, he did not see Xun Lang in the bedroom. He probably took the documents returned from Taoteng and went to the study to get intimate.
So unhappy!
Tang Yili wrote a big word, lay down on the bed, rolled over and over, and decided to send a text message to scold that man.
After getting up and finding his phone, Tang Yili lay on the bed, unlocked the screen, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Um?"
It was a bank arrival notification, with a note at the end: Buy cat strips for Ah Li.
Cat strips?!
I have to say, it feels so good to raise Xun Lang as a cat!
Tangyi was so happy that she pointed at the zeros on the top with her fingers and counted them one by one.
"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...million."
And the number standing in front of 0 is so familiar - 888.
When Xun Lang sends out red envelopes, does he only send out 888?
On the one hand, Tang Yili disliked that 888 was not as romantic as 520, but on the other hand, she felt a little comforted——
Although the president of 888 is crude, he is down to earth!
…
The golden autumn school season.
Tang Yili and Xun Lang entered senior year at the same time. They said it was their last year of college, but in fact, their lives and campus were far apart.
After school started, Tang Yili had only a handful of classes to attend. If she went, she would get career guidance that was not nutritious. If she didn't go, no one would care about your attendance.
Therefore, she came back today purely to accompany Xun Lang to go through the postgraduate procedures.
In order to take care of his family business and studies, Xun Lang did not go abroad to study, but decided to study at University A, which would make it easier for him to study economics and be the president at the same time.
The roads were all paved, so Xun Lang went there in person to record his fingerprint information, sign his name, and wait for school to start next spring.
While Xun Lang was doing things, Tang Yili went back to the dormitory.
Everything is the same as before, with squeaky doors and rooms full of clutter, but no one has lived in them for a long time and there is dust everywhere.
Tang Yili heard from Gao Qingqing that after Fu Xi committed suicide and was discharged from the hospital, he disappeared. He didn't know where he went, and he didn't contact anyone. But Feng Yiman's check was cashed, so she must be somewhere in the corner.
Live a life where you don't have to worry about food and clothing.
Tang Yili sighed secretly.
Xun Lang called and said that he had completed the procedures and asked where she was.
Tang Yili put her things in her bag and hurried downstairs.
At this time, all the students in the lower grades were in class. The corridors of the dormitory were dark and empty, and it was like an endless horror movie in broad daylight. It was not easy either.
Tang Yili knew Xun Lang was downstairs, so he walked a few steps quickly and almost bumped into him head-on.
Still in shock, Tang Yili was stunned when he saw the person coming, and then asked: "Why are you here?"
Zhao Meilun said expressionlessly: "I will graduate this year and will check out the dormitory when I come back."
Three months ago, she should have come to check out, but these three months were the three months that Zhao Meilun's life was turned upside down. How could she have time to do such small things.
Tang Yili took a look and saw that Zhao Meilun, whom he hadn't seen in just over a month, was so thin that his cheekbones were high. He was wearing a thin layer of blush and his complexion looked too good.
Zhao Meilun avoided looking and subconsciously wanted to leave.
Tang Yili: "I want to talk to you."
"Do you want to persuade me to divorce for your father?" Zhao Meilun's tone became sharp.
Tang Yili pointed to the terrace next door. This kind of private matter was not suitable for chatting in the corridor with amplification effect.
The two of them passed through the fire door and stood on the terrace extending from the second floor. Someone was drying sheets and quilts, just in time to isolate people from passing by.
Zhao Meilun crossed his arms in a defensive posture.
Tang Yili looked far away, looking into the distance. The clouds were walking quietly in the blue sky. As far as he could see, it was clean and bright.
When she looked back, she saw Xun Lang surrounded by several cats on the road downstairs.
Strong men and soft cats...
Zhao Meilun also saw it, and his aggressive gaze softened unconsciously.