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Chapter 1077

Chapter 1077

"Going to the provincial capital? It's the same as the song. We're not familiar with the place and it's hard to find a job. How will we eat and live?" Jiang Rongjing hummed.

"Since I let you go, I will naturally find a way to find you a job. If you think Laining is better than the provincial capital, I won't force you, because I actually prefer to take Yucheng with me." Jiang Zhihao said very straightforwardly.

"Who do you think you are? Take whoever you want away with you!" Jiang Rongjing said angrily, but he accidentally touched the wound, and he suddenly breathed in pain.

The escort responsible for monitoring the data quickly reminded: "You have just recovered, so it is not appropriate to get angry. Otherwise, you should talk about it later."

Jiang Zhihao did not object and turned around and left the ward.

Later, Jia Dongxiang also came out, but Jiang Yucheng was left in the ward by her.

Looking at her stepson with whom she had hardly gotten along, Jia Dongxiang said with a smile on her face: "Haohao, you are a good boy. Don't get angry with your father. He has a donkey temper. You are not disrespectful."

Got it. By the way, you just said you would take Chengcheng to the provincial capital. In fact, what your dad said is right. We are not familiar with the place. When we go there, we have to buy a new house and have to work and eat. Your dad, right?

Without the ability to work, the whole family has to rely on me..."

"If you want to leave him, I can give you one million." Jiang Zhihao interrupted her.

Jia Dongxiang's words stopped abruptly. After a while, she swallowed her saliva and asked, "How much did you say?"

"For one million, the old house here will also belong to you, but the custody rights of Jiang Yucheng will belong to my father." Jiang Zhihao said.

There was an obvious look of greed on Jia Dongxiang's face. Neither her husband nor her son were very important to her. As she said, she originally wanted to marry a good man and live a happy life. Who knew she would marry a good man?

Medicine jar.

One million is not much for rich people, but for Jia Dongxiang, who is used to living in poverty, it is an irresistible temptation.

And there is also that old house. Although it is not worth much, it is an asset!

All she needs to pay is to hand over the custody of her son.

But what's the big deal?

If you are divorced and have a son, it will be difficult to find a man. You can find a man if you have nothing to do and you can find him if you don’t want to. You can spend the rest of your life well with a million yuan in savings, which is better than waiting for this man every day.

One big and one small are comfortable.

But Jia Dongxiang is a very greedy person. She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I don't really want to divorce your dad, but I know you don't like me, but you hate me a little, right? But I take care of your dad.

For so many years, there is no credit but hard work..."

"Two million, if you think it's not enough, forget it." Jiang Zhihao interrupted her again and said, "I can tell you clearly that when my mother passed away, I should inherit a quarter of this house.

Although my dad added your name to the real estate certificate, you can only occupy up to half of three-quarters. After my dad passes away, I can still occupy another half of his real estate, which adds up to about three-quarters of the total real estate.

About one percent. Without my consent, you cannot sell this house, and I believe that I will live longer than you."

Jia Dongxiang's expression was stiff. She didn't know much about the property rights of these houses. She always thought that as long as she added her name, she would own half of the house.

As for Jiang Zhihao and her mother, they have no names and have nothing to do with the house.

Now that Jiang Zhihao has introduced the housing property rights law, Jia Dongxiang suddenly panics.

She has never been willing to leave Jiang Rongjing, just thinking about the good things about this house. As long as she endures it for a few years, the house will belong to her after Jiang Rongjing dies.


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