Chapter 11: Being alive bores him, and dying probably doesn't make him sad
To sing or not to sing?
Jiang Ruo didn't have to think about it to make a choice.
People can't get along with themselves, and people in her situation can't get along with money.
After Jiang Qiying's accident, she talked to Lu Huaishen about the divorce and the two parties could not mediate, she went from being angry to accepting it calmly, and sometimes she wished that Lu Huaishen would die, but she quickly saw and accepted her situation.
Jiang Ruo secretly took a breath, calmly reached out to pick up the microphone, and asked him in a gentle voice, "What do you want to hear?"
Lu Huaishen half-propped his head, and his tone was a little low and lazy, "The song you just sang with the old man?"
"Oh, and what?"
"That's it," Lu Huai raised his chin deeply, chic and casual.
Jiang Ruo pulled the corners of his mouth, walked to the song platform, and ordered eight songs "Wordless Ending".
The lights in this box are too bright, and it always gives people a feeling that all emotions are hidden, especially when Lu Huaishen sits next to her, glancing at her from time to time, and people can't let go, so she dims the lights and turns on the effect lights.
In the room, the light dimmed instantly, like forming a protective umbrella, enveloping the resentment in her eyes, making her look humble and obedient.
"I used to tell you that it was a wordless ending, and as the years faded away, I once said that if one day I would leave you, there would be no tears on my face......"
She doesn't know where she heard this kind of old-fashioned song in the first place, and she has never read the lyrics carefully, but now she listens to the situation.
But it's just her alone.
After all, Jiang Ruo and Lu Huaishen are dispensable, it is an existence that bores him alive, and it probably won't make him sad and sad when he dies.
Jiang Ruo sang over and over again, Lu Huaishen didn't know if he listened or not, leaning on the sofa with his forehead propped up, folding his long legs, stretching his posture, holding his mobile phone in his hand, I don't know whether to reply to work emails or someone's messages.
After singing eight times, Jiang Ruo's throat was already smoking, and after pouring half a cup of cold water, he said, "After singing, where is the money?"
Lu Huaishen raised his eyebrows, and tapped his fingers twice on his knees, "Mrs. Lu, you really don't know how to write the word polite, it's shameful to stretch out your hand." ”
Jiang Ruo licked his lower lip, put his hand on the arm of the sofa, leaned close to him with his chin, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Lu, can I give money after I finish singing?"
Lu Huaishen looked at the jagged light and shadow on her face, her lips soaked in ice water were still wet, and her lazy voice overflowed faintly: "Well, good, there is a reward." ”
Jiang Ruo continued to look at her with a smile: "I'll leave when the money arrives." ”
As soon as I finished speaking, there was a bank's incoming SMS notification on my mobile phone.
One and a half million.
After Jiang Ruo counted the zeros, he put away his mobile phone with a light smile and said, "Mr. Lu is really heroic. ”
When she talks about divorce, she only needs two million, and if she doesn't give it when she talks about it, she has to make trouble to the point where she is now.
Lu Huaishen stood up and looked at her condescendingly, "Don't go to stand outside the Jiang family in the future, you know? Your cousin felt uncomfortable when she saw you." ”
Jiang Ruo stared at his phone, and suddenly felt like he had been stung by a bee, the sting was unbearable, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was well maintained.
"So there's no need to talk about divorce?" she replied.
"You can talk about it when you leave the house. Lu Huai's indifferent words were undeniable.
Jiang Ruo raised his eyes, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, tilted his head slightly to look at him, and smiled gently: "Then Jiang Zhouman may only be a junior in this life." ”
Without waiting for him to answer, Jiang Ruo stopped looking at him, not wanting to see the disdain and disgust in his eyes, she said to herself: "The shares in your hands that my grandfather let you estrust will expire in two years, and when the shares are returned to me, I don't know if we will have a chance to talk about divorce." ”
She heard Lu Huaishen's cold sneer, "You are a jobless vagrant who can't even pay for the operation, why are you fighting with me? ”
Jiang Ruo was stunned, and looked at him, only to feel that her limbs were weak, and the blood all over her body rushed to her brain, she clenched her teeth, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably.
Lu Huaishen looked at her reddened eyes, lowered his voice and asked, "Do you feel very wronged?"
Jiang Ruo pulled out an ugly smile: "Don't be wronged." ”
"Well, it's best not to be wronged, and you can only suffer the grievances anyway. Lu Huaishen raised her chin and asked her to raise her face for him to look at, his thin lips raised a thin arc, and his voice was slow but loud, "Come out and mix, you have to admit that you have done something wrong, and you have to stand up when you are beaten." At present, my attitude is correct, it depends on which day I am in a good mood to ignore my past suspicions. ”
Jiang Ruo seemed to have been punched, the tip of his nose was sour, but his smile was getting bigger and bigger.
Lu Huaishen let go of her, rubbed his fingertips, dipped some fat powder on her face, pulled a tissue and wiped it while saying, "Don't let me see Mrs. Lu appear in these places in the future, understand?"
"Your sweetheart's father has the intention to cut off my back road so that I can't find a serious job, do you want to see your Mrs. Lu living on the streets?"
Lu Huaishen raised his eyebrows: "There is such a thing?"
Jiang Ruo sneered in his heart, as if he only knew.
"Now that I know, I will trouble Mr. Lu to discuss it with your future father-in-law, I am a weak woman who can't make any waves, don't be like a wolf, it seems to be a nest and a weak heart, I am afraid that others will not know that he personally ruined his adoptive father's family. ”
Jiang Ruo stood up, raised the mobile phone in his hand, looked at Lu Huaishen and said, "Thank you husband for your generosity, I wish you and Jiang Zhouman to grow old and have a noble son early." ”
After speaking, she turned around and went out without looking back, the scene in front of her was a little blurry, and when she arrived in the dressing room, she found that tears flowed down her face.
She picked up her face on the dressing table, and someone came in from outside, holding her previous clothes in her hand, "Miss Jiang, Sister Xiang asked me to bring you the clothes, she said that if you have nothing to do, you can leave." ”
Jiang Ruo nodded, "Thank you Sister Xiang for helping me." ”
Jiang Ruo changed his clothes, stopped a taxi outside and went straight to the hospital, and after squeezing Jiang Qiying's surgery fee and her aunt's hospitalization fee, he went to the bank below the hospital to remit money to the loan shark.
When she got home, she collapsed on the bed, exhaustion swept over her body.
The long night has finally passed.