Zheng Duoduo's eyes were half-hung, and there was nothing else on his fair and handsome face except coldness.
"Some words are no longer necessary. She and I have been unable to recover. Over the years, I have been tired. Since some things have happened, they cannot be considered non-existent, just like the principle of 'a person cannot be resurrected'."
He no longer cared about her and did not regret it. He did not care at all.
He was originally a child born from a family with unhappy marriage and had a natural sense of distrust of marriage.
He tried hard, but he couldn't do it in the end.
Since it is impossible, why should I force myself to continue!
He was already over forty years old, not a young and frivolous boy, nor was he able to endure humiliation for his family and grit his teeth and live.
Instead of suffering, why not let yourself go and let this marriage go?
There are thousands of happy families in the world, and thousands of unfortunate families, not only are they a small family.
Now the divorce rate in the imperial capital is so high, and the younger generation almost regards marriage as a multiple-choice question. If you choose the right choice, you can barely pass it. If you choose the wrong choice, then turn the divorce and choose again - why bother to care too much!
Originally, there was a son between the two who was tied up and connected. Now it was different.
The children are gone, and the only involvement between them is completely gone.
Since you have reached this point, why bother saying anything else without regretting it!
Chen Lan covered her face and cried, choking: "Son-in-law, you and Xiao Tong were in love and union, not introduced by others. You should have feelings... You shouldn't have reached this point."
After hearing this, Zheng Duoduo sighed softly.
"The turbulent rivers may even be exhausted and dying, not to mention the so-called "feelings" that cannot be seen or touched. After a long time, life is too annoying, and feelings are also in the troubles and quarrels and cold wars.
It was worn out."
He didn't seem to want to continue talking and quickly changed his tone.
"A Chong's brain was seriously injured. He was unconscious for more than half a month after the operation and has not woken up yet. This matter involves a lot of people, so only his family has known it and has not been leaked. Sister Ling worked hard to take care of A Chong
Her eyes were swollen and red, and she was too thin. It was not easy enough for her. Please come to me directly if you have something to do, so as not to implicate the innocent Sister Ling. She advised us not to divorce from the beginning.
I can only blame me for scolding me, I have never scolded your daughter in a word. I can swear to the sky.”
Chen Lan wiped her tears and kept nodding.
"Sorry... Sister Ling is a good person. I know she is very good to that girl Xiao Tong."
Zheng Duoduo's chin raised slightly and said, "No matter what happens in the future, I will talk to my lawyer directly, or go to court to sue. I will go to work during the day and go to the hospital to accompany me at night. I will not go back to Xinyuan for the time being. Please come back, I will
Let someone send you away.”
After speaking, he stopped the video call.
After hearing this, Achao's expression still had no difference, so he slowly put away his phone.
Tong Zi half-hung his old face and turned to ignore the person.
Chen Lan's eyes were red from crying, and she grabbed Tong Zi's clothes and urged: "His dad, let's go back."
Tong Zi lost his arrogance at the beginning, and did not dare to raise his old face and left quickly.
Chen Lan staggered and followed.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of Xinyuan, Tong Zi asked, "Do you know if he transferred money to his son to buy a car?"
Chen Lan looked confused: "I...I don't know at all."
My son is like him, and he is an unspeakable master. Since he was a teenager, he has discussed with his father, no matter big or small matters, and he has not even told him about his mother.
"Dad, you don't know either? The car he is driving now - is it more than 200,000?"
"It used to be." Tong Zi frowned and replied, "It was the price when he bought it. He only told me that his sister helped some. His salary was OK, and I thought Xiao Tong could help him at most tens of thousands."
Chen Lan couldn't help but remind: "It's one million in one time... two times, it's two times. Do you still remember? When he bought a car, Xiao Tong called home, and his tone was very bad...
It seems that he even scolded him two or three times."
"Yes." Tong Zi thought hard and murmured: "It seems that this is really the case."
Chen Lan was extremely nervous and asked in a low voice: "Then—then he went to bet again? No way?"
Tong Zi glared at her unhappy and said, "He is your son, you should believe that he will not! Even if others present the evidence, don't believe it easily! Outsiders are outsiders, how can they compare to their own sons.
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"But—but he——" Chen Lan didn't dare to say anything anymore and whispered: "Let's go back to the hotel and ask Xiao Tong carefully."
Tong Zi turned his head and wanted to leave, but turned back.
"You help me keep an eye on the decoration, so you should know something."
Chen Lan was slightly stunned, looking at a loss and innocent.
"He only asked me to watch the workers' work, so that they would not let them be lazy and greedy for their wages and waste materials. Others... nothing else was said, and they never mentioned any money."
This time, the new house must be renovated. The son said he was too busy with work and could not keep an eye on it. He hoped that his father would help.
Tong Zi was a little old and had a problem again, so he shook his head and refused to agree.
The father and son didn't even discuss it, and directly directed her to go to the construction site every day to keep an eye on the renovation progress.
Chen Lan said she didn't understand, and her son said she didn't need to understand. Just keep an eye on her and don't let the workers be lazy. Everything else is decided by the decoration master.
There was no room for refusal, so Chen Lan had to travel around every day, and had to make morning, lunch and dinner for her husband at home regularly, and do housework at night, and do housework until midnight to rest.
As for how the money for decoration came from, my son only said that he saved some, and then said nothing.
Tong Zi glared at her angrily and asked, "You don't know this, and that doesn't know that - how can you be someone else's mother? If he doesn't say it, you can't ask? If you ask you to go to the construction site, you can go. What materials are used
How much does it cost to work - don't you even know?!"
Chen Lan had red eyes and shook her head.
"My son didn't say anything, but only went twice. He hurried up, looked a few times, turned around and left. I don't know the decoration... I heard from the master at the construction site that they all use ordinary and practical materials, and I didn't dare to use expensive materials.
Yes, he said that he could get it at most 300,000."
When Tong Zi heard this, his face was full of suspicion and disbelief.
"After 300,000,000? What did the construction site master say?"
"Yes." Chen Lan nodded confidently, "That's what he said."
Tong Zi rolled his eyes and cursed angrily: "This brat! How dare I even cheat me! He told me that he had decorated at least one million! What is the high-end, low-luxury and simple style - the most popular style in the market at present!
It only costs about 300,000!"
Chen Lan's heart sank and she murmured: "He... he's lying all over... he probably went to bet again."
"Shut up!" Tong Zi shouted coldly: "You are not allowed to say that to my son before you come out with truth!"