amaotonovel Chapter 1452 My First Half of Life (Final Chapter)
Chapter 1452 My First Half of Life (Final Chapter)
Chapter 1452 My First Half of Life (Final Chapter)
When Ling Ling arrived at the company, she found Qin Hao there, in Chen Junsheng's office. A sense of foreboding made her nervous.
What worried Lingling even more was that Chen Junsheng seemed to be looking towards her workstation as well.
Only after Qin Hao left did Ling Ling muster the courage to knock on Chen Junsheng's office door.
"Please come in."
Ling Ling was about to place a cup of chrysanthemum tea on Chen Junsheng's desk when she heard him say in a cold tone, "From now on, you can report work-related matters to your direct supervisor. You don't need to come to me."
"Did President Qin say something to you?" Ling Ling's heart skipped a beat, but she pretended to be weak and vulnerable.
"What others say is not important; what matters is what you do." Chen Junsheng's tone remained icy.
Ling Ling's eyes reddened, and tears were about to fall. She immediately turned her back, leaving Chen Junsheng with only a sobbing back view.
"I know that I shouldn't be dating someone I'm not good enough for, but I really can't control my feelings..."
However, she was met with a half-minute silence. Just as Ling Ling was secretly pleased and thought she had aroused Chen Junsheng's sympathy, a voice with an echo rang out, which struck Ling Ling like a thunderbolt.
Just as Ling Ling turned around in surprise, she met Chen Junsheng's angry gaze: "Don't tell me that the voice in here isn't yours?"
"That's not how it is, listen to me..." Ling Ling never expected that Qin Hao had recorded their conversation in front of the parking lot elevator.
Chen Junsheng slowly exhaled: "Although my wife has no restraint in spending, at least she never thought of squeezing me dry and then dumping me to find someone better. A vicious woman like you doesn't deserve to work at Chenxing. I want to see your resignation letter before I leave work today, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Ling Ling panicked: "President Chen, I can't lose this job. I have a son to support. Please, for the sake of him being the same age as your son..."
"I won't repeat myself. You can decide for yourself." Chen Junsheng felt no pity left at the thought of losing his mind and marrying such a woman, only to have to raise her son.
After being kicked out of Chen Junsheng's office, Ling Ling sat at her workstation, hesitated for a long time but still didn't dare to gamble, and obediently handed in her resignation.
This incident did not cause any ripples at Chenxing; only a few colleagues who were relatively familiar with her were somewhat surprised as to why she suddenly resigned.
……
A month later.
Standing behind the convenience store checkout counter, Luo Zijun looked at the 3800 yuan that had just been deposited into her mobile banking app, and couldn't help but smile. This was her first real salary in her life—not from Chen Junsheng, not from her parents, but earned through her own labor.
Although she spends far more than 3800 a month, this amount of money is of extraordinary significance.
"Sister Luo, have you received your salary?" Xiao Zhang, who was taking over the shift, asked with a smile.
"Mmm." Luo Zijun nodded vigorously, her eyes shining.
"How do you plan to spend the money? Buy clothes or have a fancy meal?"
Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said, "I'll save it for now, but I'll treat you to milk tea today."
"Really? Thank you, Sister Luo!"
After getting off work, Luo Zijun couldn't wait to dial Tang Jing's number.
The phone rang three times before I answered. It was quiet on Tang Jing's end; she must be in her office.
"Tang Jing! I got paid!" Luo Zijun's voice was full of joy.
"Really? Congratulations!" Tang Jing was happy for her too.
How about I treat you to dinner tonight to celebrate?
"No need, no need, it's on you." Luo Zijun was unusually generous. "However, could you help me contact Attorney Wang? I want to file an appeal as soon as possible to win back custody of Ping'er."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Tang Jing's voice became cautious: "Zijun, you've only been working for a month now, shouldn't you wait a bit longer? Wait until things are more stable."
"I can't wait any longer," Luo Zijun interrupted her. "Tang Jing, I dream about Ping'er every night. I dream that he's crying and looking for his mother."
“Okay, I’ll arrange to meet with Attorney Wang tomorrow.” Tang Jing finally compromised.
The next afternoon, Tang Jing took leave to accompany Luo Zijun to see Lawyer Wang.
After listening to Luo Zijun's situation and looking at the payslip she brought, Attorney Wang frowned.
“Ms. Luo, forgive my bluntness.” He put down his payslip and said in a serious tone, “With your current salary, it’s difficult to support yourself, let alone raise a child and give him a good education.”
Luo Zijun's smile vanished instantly: "You were the one who promised to help me win back custody of Ping'er if I found a job! Do you know how much I suffered and endured to find that job?"
“Ms. Luo, I never promised you that finding a job would guarantee you a successful appeal.” Attorney Wang adjusted his glasses. “I only said the chances would be better. But your job only pays 3800 yuan a month, and it doesn’t include social insurance or housing fund…”
"Attorney Wang, given the current situation, what do you think are the chances of Ziju winning her appeal?" Tang Jing asked the crucial question calmly.
Attorney Wang sighed: "Forgive my bluntness, but given Ms. Luo's current salary level, the success rate of her appeal is no more than 20%. After all, Ms. Luo's ex-husband's salary is more than 80 times that of hers, and he owns property, has a stable job, and has parents who can help take care of the children. These are all factors that the judge will consider."
"So, you mean whoever has the money gets custody of the child?" Luo Zijun was furious. She slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "Then does that mean I'll never be able to get custody of Ping'er? I paid so much money to hire you just so you could sit around doing nothing?"
"Zijun, calm down." Tang Jing quickly pulled her back.
Attorney Wang's temper flared up as well. He slammed the folder shut and said, "Ms. Luo, I only took this case because of Ms. Tang. If you're not satisfied with me, you can change lawyers anytime. I've been in this business for so many years, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that, given your current situation, even with me, you only have a 20% chance of success on your appeal. Other lawyers wouldn't even have a 10% chance. You can try and see for yourself!"
"Let's give it a try!" Luo Zijun grabbed her bag. "I refuse to believe that with so many lawyers in Shanghai, not one can help me win this case!"
She turned and left, and Tang Jing couldn't stop her.
"Attorney Wang, I'm sorry," Tang Jing quickly apologized.
“Ms. Tang,” Attorney Wang shook his head, “I understand her feelings, but the law is the law. If she acts impulsively like this, she will only suffer in the end.”
As they left the law firm, Tang Jing caught up with Luo Zijun: "Zijun, Attorney Wang is very experienced in divorce cases. What he said..."
"What's the use of experience if you can't win a case!" Luo Zijun said, her eyes red. "Since he said he wasn't confident, I'll just find someone I'm confident about. I've only seen Ping'er twice this month, and last time she asked me, 'Mom, why don't you live with me anymore?'"
She grabbed Tang Jing's hand, her voice trembling: "Tang Jing, you've never had a child, you don't understand what it's like to carry a child for ten months and raise one. I can't wait any longer, no matter what, I have to get Ping'er's custody back as soon as possible."
Tang Jing looked at her friend's red eyes and knew she couldn't persuade her otherwise. Luo Zijun could usually be weak and dependent on others, but whenever Ping'er was involved, she would become unusually stubborn.
"Okay." Tang Jing sighed, "I'll ask other lawyers later."
"No need, you're so busy with work, I'll find one myself." Luo Zijun wiped away her tears: "I refuse to believe I can't find a lawyer who can help me win the case."
"Then be careful, don't get scammed."
"Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, I'm not that easy to fool."
……
For the next two weeks, Luo Zijun visited almost every well-known law firm in Shanghai. She worked during the day and consulted lawyers in the evenings and on her days off. Her convenience store job involved three shifts, and she often only slept three or four hours after her night shift before getting up to go to the law firm.
However, the results made her more and more desperate.
At the first law firm, the lawyer shook his head immediately after hearing her situation: "Ms. Luo, it's not that I don't want to take the case, it's just that it wouldn't be of any use. Your ex-husband's circumstances are far better than yours, and the judge won't award custody of the child to you."
The second lawyer put it more tactfully: "You can stabilize your job first, and then appeal once your income increases."
The third lawyer was willing to take the case, but he quoted 200,000 yuan and didn't guarantee a result.
The fourth one, the fifth one.
Luo Zijun visited twelve law firms, and the answers she received were all pretty much the same. Some lawyers even advised her to give up: "Why bother? Your ex-husband didn't stop you from visiting, and the child has better material conditions with him, which is more beneficial for the child's growth."
Just when Luo Zijun was about to give up, one night, while scrolling through Weibo in bed, she accidentally came across a lawyer's account. The account name was "Zhang Wei, Shanghai's Top Divorce Lawyer".
Luo Zijun clicked on it and found that the lawyer had posted many successful cases, and the comments section was full of praise:
"Attorney Zhang is amazing! He helped me win a case that was almost impossible to win!"
"Thank you, Attorney Zhang, for helping me regain custody of my child!"
"Professional, reliable, and reasonably priced – highly recommended!"
Luo Zijun was tempted. She sent the other party a private message, briefly explaining her situation. The other party quickly replied, asking her to add him on WeChat to discuss further.
After adding each other on WeChat, Attorney Zhang was very enthusiastic. He inquired about Luo Zijun's situation in detail, asked her to send relevant materials, and then sent a voice message: "Ms. Luo, although your case is difficult, it is not entirely hopeless. I have handled many similar cases and won them all. If you trust me, I can guarantee to help you win this lawsuit."
"A guarantee?" Luo Zijun typed excitedly, "Can you really guarantee that?"
“Of course, I, Zhang Wei, am well-known in the industry, and I never fight a battle I'm not sure I can win. However,” the other party changed the subject, “my fees are a bit higher than the average lawyer.”
"How much?" Luo Zijun asked.
"Three hundred thousand. Half is paid as a deposit first, and the balance is paid after the lawsuit is won. If the lawsuit is lost, the deposit will be refunded in full."
Three hundred thousand. Luo Zijun's heart tightened. When they divorced, Chen Junsheng gave her the remaining three hundred thousand in savings. After spending these days, she only had 23 left. After paying the 15 deposit, she would only have 8 left.
But what does money matter if we can win back custody of Ping'er?
Luo Zijun gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I'll give it to you."
“Great! Okay, you can transfer the money to this account tomorrow, and I'll start preparing the appeal materials as soon as I receive it.”
The next day, Luo Zijun went to the bank and transferred 15 yuan to the account provided by the other party. After the transfer, she sent a screenshot to Lawyer Zhang. The other party replied: "Received, we will send you the engagement contract within three days."
However, three days passed, and Luo Zijun still hadn't received any contract. She sent a WeChat message to inquire, and the other party said, "The delivery was delayed; please wait two more days." Two more days passed, and she still hadn't received it.
When Luo Zijun tried to send another WeChat message, she found that she couldn't—she had been blocked.
She panicked and tried calling the number, but it was disconnected. Checking Weibo, she found that the account of "Shanghai's Top Divorce Lawyer Zhang Wei" had stopped updating; the last post was from two weeks prior.
Luo Zijun's vision blurred, and she nearly fainted. Her hands trembled as she called Tang Jing, her words slurred: "Tang Jing...I...I've been scammed."
After hearing what had happened, Tang Jing was at a loss for words. When she arrived at the convenience store, Luo Zijun was sitting behind the counter in a daze, her eyes red and swollen, clearly having been crying.
"Luo Zijun, are you a three-year-old?" Tang Jing was both angry and heartbroken. "You dared to transfer 150,000 yuan to someone you've never even met in person, and you didn't ask them to send a photo of their lawyer's license or any other useful identification information?"
Luo Zijun cried uncontrollably: "I clearly saw many people in his comment section saying that this lawyer is amazing, and that he helped them win a case with almost no chance of winning."
"Those are all paid trolls they hired! Do you even know what a troll is? They're paid a dime a post!" Tang Jing was completely speechless: "What am I supposed to say to you!"
"What should I do now?" Luo Zijun grabbed Tang Jing's hand as if she were grasping at a lifeline.
"What should we do? Call the police!"
The two went to the police station, where the police took their statements. After hearing their story, the police could only vaguely tell them, "These kinds of online fraud cases are very difficult to solve. The other party is definitely using a fake identity, and the account may be opened overseas. Even if it is eventually solved, the money will have already been transferred away, and it will be very difficult to recover it."
After leaving the police station, Luo Zijun was completely devastated. Tang Jing could only take her back to her own home.
"Forget it, try to think positively," Tang Jing poured her a glass of hot water. "It's a good thing you didn't transfer all your money to them at once."
Luo Zijun's words left Tang Jing speechless: "I don't have enough money on me, not even 300,000."
Tang Jing was speechless for a moment.
"Zijun." Tang Jing held her hand, her tone serious: "Take my advice, don't think about custody for now. Chen Junsheng didn't stop you from visiting Ping'er. I think what you need most right now is to reintegrate into society, settle down, and increase your income. We can talk about custody when you're able to."
Luo Zijun shook her head, her eyes red-rimmed: "Tang Jing, you don't understand. Ping'er is already eight years old this year, and he's at the age where his thinking is forming. If I can't stay by his side for a long time now, in a few years, he'll only recognize Chen Junsheng and the others, and he won't be close to me anymore. I can't wait, and I can't afford to wait!"
Seeing her friend's stubborn look, Tang Jing knew there was no point in trying to persuade her further. She sighed and picked up her phone: "Let me ask again for you."
This time, she dialed He Han's number.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. He Han's voice was noticeably tired: "Tang Jing? Is something wrong so late?"
"He Han, I'm sorry to bother you so late." Tang Jing glanced at Luo Zijun, who was sitting on the sofa looking lost. "It's still about Luo Zijun. She was scammed out of 150,000 yuan and is now in a hurry to fight a custody battle. Could you help her one more time? Introduce her to a reliable lawyer."
He Han sighed on the other end of the phone: "Tang Jing, do you know how much of a favor I owe her for helping her find a job last time..."
"I know Ziju was wrong last time, but this time..."
“There won’t be a next time.” He Han interrupted her: “Tang Jing, you’ve done enough for her. She’s an adult and should be responsible for her own choices.”
Tang Jing lowered her voice: "Just this once. Help her find a lawyer to consult with. I'll accept whatever the outcome is, whether it works or not."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. Just when Tang Jing thought He Han was about to hang up, he finally spoke: "Tomorrow at 3 PM, at the coffee shop on the first floor of the IFC. I'll bring a lawyer, but let me make this clear: if she's still acting the same way, I'm leaving immediately."
"Thanks."
……
The next afternoon, Luo Zijun specially switched shifts with Boss Wang, and Tang Jing also took half a day off to accompany her.
The coffee shop on the first floor of the IFC Mall had an elegant ambiance but was quite expensive. When Luo Zijun and Tang Jing arrived, He Han was already there, sitting next to a man in his forties wearing a dark blue suit and exuding a composed demeanor.
"He Han," Tang Jing greeted.
He Han nodded and introduced, "This is Attorney Li, who specializes in divorce cases and is very experienced."
Attorney Li stood up and shook hands with the two women, his attitude professional: "Ms. Tang, Ms. Luo, please have a seat."
After the four were seated, Attorney Li got straight to the point: "He Han has already given me a general overview of your situation. Ms. Luo, may I take a look at your documents?"
Luo Zijun handed over the prepared materials. Attorney Li carefully reviewed them, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper. After finishing, he put down the materials, shook his head, and said, "Ms. Luo, if I may be frank, I've handled no fewer than a thousand divorce cases, and your ex-husband is among the most sentimental I've ever met. Not only did he give you all his savings, but he also didn't prevent you from seeing your children. And I think..."
"What do you think?" Luo Zijun interrupted him impatiently. "Can you understand a mother's desperate desire to be with her child? I'm the one paying you to fight this lawsuit, not Chen Junsheng. Why are you always siding with him? Are you out of your mind?"
The atmosphere froze instantly upon hearing this.
Attorney Li's face darkened. He turned to He Han and shrugged, "You see, I can't take this job. You'll have to find someone else."
After saying that, he picked up his briefcase, got up, and left.
"Attorney Li, wait a moment." Tang Jing tried to persuade him to stay, but he had already left without looking back.
He Han looked at Luo Zijun and said sarcastically, "This fits my stereotype of her perfectly. As expected."
Luo Zijun was already seething with anger, and upon hearing this, she completely exploded: "What are you pretending to be in 'phoenix man' clothes for! You're so old and still not married, either you have a physical problem or a mental problem!"
He Han's face instantly turned ashen. He slowly stood up and said, word by word, "Hey, get this straight, I'm here to help you."
"Hmph, don't give me that. Dare you say you weren't helping out to get closer to Tang Jing?"
After a three-second silence, He Han was furious: "Luo Zijun, you deserve to be divorced, and you deserve to have the child awarded to Chen Junsheng! For a selfish and ungrateful woman like you, Chen Junsheng has been able to tolerate you for ten years; he's truly a saint!"
These words struck a nerve with Luo Zijun. She screamed, grabbed the coffee on the table, and splashed it directly onto He Han's face.
Brown liquid dripped down He Han's face, staining his white shirt. Everyone in the coffee shop looked over.
"Zijun!" Tang Jing tried to stop her, but it was too late.
He Han stood there, letting the coffee drip down. He wiped his face, looked at Luo Zijun, his eyes chillingly cold. Then, without saying a word, he turned and left.
"He Han!" Tang Jing wanted to chase after him, but He Han had already strode away from the coffee shop.
She turned around and looked at Luo Zijun, who was still panting heavily, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time: "Luo Zijun, how could you do this? He Han even helped you find a job last time!"
Luo Zijun didn't take it to heart: "He started it by saying that about me! Besides, I don't care about that lousy job he offered!"
"You," Tang Jing looked at her and suddenly felt that the person in front of her was a stranger.
"Luo Zijun." Tang Jing's voice was calm, but beneath that calm was deep disappointment: "If I help you again, I'm a pig."
After saying that, she picked up her bag and left the coffee shop.
……
Without Tang Jing's help, Luo Zijun had to find her own way. But she only had 80,000 yuan in cash left, which wasn't enough to hire a good lawyer. Those willing to take her case were either newbies or obviously unreliable con artists.
With no other options, Luo Zijun made a decision—to sell the house.
"What is it?" Chen Junsheng's voice sounded very tired.
"Chen Junsheng, I want to sell the house," Luo Zijun said bluntly.
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone: "Are you sure you want to sell the house?"
"determine."
"Didn't you get all the savings when you got divorced? You've spent it all again?" Chen Junsheng's voice was devoid of emotion.
Luo Zijun gritted her teeth: "Let me tell you the truth, I'm going to hire the best lawyer to win back custody of Ping'er. If you give up custody, I won't touch the house, and you can continue living there."
Before she could finish speaking, Chen Junsheng interrupted her coldly: "Bring the real estate agent to see the apartment next week."
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Chen Junsheng sat in his office chair and didn't move for a long time.
When he got home from get off work, he told his parents what had happened. The two elderly people looked at each other and sighed.
"Let her be sold then," said Mr. Chen. "After all, she has carried on the Chen family line."
“It’s just a pity for Ping’er,” Chen’s mother wiped her eyes. “She’s finally getting used to her new environment, and now she has to change it again.”
"If it doesn't work out, you can move in with us," Mr. Chen said. "It's probably hard to find a place in the short term, but it will be a bit tiring for you to get to work, as it's quite far from your company."
"Mm." Chen Junsheng nodded.
As Ping'er was going to bed that night, she hugged Chen Junsheng's arm and whispered, "Dad, why are we moving? Did you go bankrupt?"
Chen Junsheng was speechless for a moment. He stroked his son's head and said softly, "It's not bankruptcy, it's... Mom needs money."
"Why does Mom need money? Why is she selling our house?" Ping'er didn't understand.
“She has her reasons.” Chen Junsheng didn’t know how to explain.
Ping'er nodded as if she understood, and after a while asked, "Then where are we moving to?"
"I'm going to my grandparents' house, and I might have to transfer schools."
"Oh," Ping'er's voice lowered, "Will Mom live with us?"
Chen Junsheng remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "No."
A week later, Luo Zijun brought a real estate agent to view the apartment. Chen Junsheng had already packed his things; several cardboard boxes were piled up in the living room. Ping'er remained hidden in her room, not coming out.
Luo Zijun walked around the house, every corner filled with memories. She had chosen the sofa in the living room, selected the chandelier in the dining room, and the photos on the wall were pictures of the three of them as a family.
"Ms. Luo, this apartment has a great location and a good layout. It will sell very quickly once it's listed," the agent said solicitously.
Luo Zijun nodded: "Let's do it as soon as possible."
The house was eventually sold for 850 million yuan. After deducting loan payments and fees, Luo Zijun received 350 million yuan in cash. With this money, she hired a supposedly very capable lawyer and appealed again.
However, the result was as expected—they lost the case.
In court, the judge's verdict was clear and cold: "Considering the plaintiff's current economic situation, job stability, and ability to educate the child, this court believes that it is more conducive to the child's healthy growth for the child to live with the defendant."
But Luo Zijun was not willing to give up. She decided to continue appealing, change lawyers, and appeal again. She refused to believe that no judge would side with her mother.
However, during a visit while she was preparing her third appeal, Ping'er cried and asked, "Mom, why did you make me live in Grandpa's old house? It's so small, there's no room for all my toys."
Luo Zijun was stunned: "Ping'er, Mom just wants you back by her side so badly."
"But I think things are fine as they are now," Ping'er said, wiping away her tears. "You can come to see me anytime."
Luo Zijun looked at her son in shock: "What are you saying? Your mother isn't around most of the time, don't you miss your mother?"
"Sometimes I do think about it," Ping'er answered honestly. "But it doesn't seem to make much difference when you're not home. It's not Aunt Yaqin doing the housework anyway, and besides Dad, Grandpa and Grandma help me with my homework."
"Impossible!" Luo Zijun's voice trembled. "How can there be no difference without your mother by your side? Have you forgotten who bought you your favorite osmanthus cake, who bought you clothes?"
“Grandpa and Grandma will buy these too,” Ping’er said. “And since you’re not here, Dad’s giving me more pocket money. Oh, Dad also said that there will be a bonus at the end of the year, and we can buy a better house than before right away.”
Luo Zijun's vision went black, and she almost fell. Holding onto the wall, she looked at her son's innocent face and suddenly realized—she might really have lost him.
……
At the same time, a major event occurred at Chenxing Company.
A major project led by Chen Junsheng had its basic data leaked. A competitor company preemptively released a similar product proposal, although it was only a prototype, but it clearly utilized Chenxing's data.
The client was furious and demanded an explanation from Chenxing. Chenxing was thrown into chaos, and Chen Junsheng, as the project manager, was the first to be questioned.
In the general manager's office, facing questioning, Chen Junsheng was speechless: "President Wang, data storage has always been strictly in accordance with company regulations. Only five people in the project team have the authority to access core data."
"How was the data leaked?" Mr. Wang slammed his fist on the table. "The client wants to terminate the contract! Do you know how important this project is to the company?"
At that moment, the office door was pushed open, and Qin Hao walked in.
"President Qin." President Wang quickly stood up.
Qin Hao nodded and looked at Chen Junsheng: "Did you call the police?"
"not yet"
"Let's call the police. Also, has Lingling had access to this data?"
“It wasn’t her responsibility to handle the data,” Chen Junsheng said. “But according to Xiao Liu, who was in charge of that part of the data, Ling Ling had access to this data before she resigned.”
After the police intervened in the investigation, they quickly identified Ling Ling as the suspect. At first, she firmly denied it, until the police found upload records on her laptop—although she had deleted the data after uploading, she was unable to delete the upload records from the internet.
With conclusive evidence, Ling Ling had no way to deny it.
In court, she wore a prison uniform, head bowed, her usual sophistication and cunning gone. The judge sentenced her to three years in prison for stealing trade secrets.
After the verdict was handed down, Lingling's ex-husband came to visit her in prison. This honest and unassuming man looked at his ex-wife behind the glass wall with a complicated expression.
"How is Xiaojun?" Lingling asked.
“He’s doing well,” her ex-husband said. “He’s transferred back to a public school. The conditions are a bit worse, but the teachers are all very nice. I got a promotion and my salary increased, so I can support him now.”
Lingling's tears streamed down her face: "I'm sorry."
“What’s the point of saying all this now?” Her ex-husband shook his head. “Lingling, I never imagined you would turn out like this. For money, for the so-called ‘good life,’ you’ve abandoned all moral principles.”
"I just want to give Xiaojun something better."
"Better?" Ex-husband: "You don't even have the right to be an ordinary person anymore. Is this the 'better' you've given him?"
Lingling was speechless.
“I will raise Xiaojun well.” Her ex-husband stood up: “You should reform him.”
He turned and left without looking back. Lingling watched his retreating figure and finally burst into tears. But this time, no one would feel sorry for her tears.
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