She didn't have a very special expression, she still seemed very calm, but Wang Yuxing and the others were a little unhappy.

They all know Jiang Zhihao's past and know Zhong Jiawei.

Jiang Zhihao is their good friend, so Zhong Jiawei is the bad woman who wronged their good friend.

Since this is the case, how can you give each other a good look.

When a few people arrived, Zhong Jiawei made a look of surprise and wanted to hug Lingling: "Daughter, I didn't expect to see you here, my mother wants to kill you." ”

Lingling was very agile and dodged more, and said coldly: "If you really miss me, why don't you come to see me." ”

"I ......" Zhong Jiawei is poor in words, and the few boyfriends she found were all rich and powerful.

Since she is rich and powerful, how can she like her to bring a drag oil bottle.

In order not to make her boyfriend angry, she has never dared to go to her daughter, and the number of times she has visited Lingling in the past ten years is only a handful.

couldn't get over her face, Zhong Jiawei glanced at the gauze on Lingling's face, immediately changed the topic, and exclaimed: "What's wrong with your face?" Injured? Who did this to you? Jiang Zhihao, how did you take your daughter, how did you get her hurt! ”

A series of questions made Jiang Zhihao droop his head. As for his daughter's injury, he admits that he is to blame, and no matter how much anyone reprimands him for it, he will not refute it.

"It has nothing to do with my dad, I touched it myself." Lingling said.

Her tone was still very cold, which made Zhong Jiawei very unhappy.

In her opinion, her daughter should be very close to her, and now she is so unfamiliar, she blames Jiang Zhihao for not being capable.

If he had a little ability back then, he wouldn't have divorced, and if he didn't divorce, his daughter wouldn't have been separated from her.

Therefore, Zhong Jiawei vented all her dissatisfaction on Jiang Zhihao.

"Your daughter is still young, but you can't take good care of her, how can you be a father! Jiang Zhihao, don't think that if I divorce you, I won't care about anything. If you can't bring your daughter well, I won't let you have a good time in the future! Saying that, Zhong Jiawei pulled Lingling with a look of pity, then took out a wad of banknotes from her bag and stuffed it into her hand, saying, "Look at how thin you are, why can't you eat fat." Your dad doesn't give you much pocket money, does he? And this clothes, too, are too cheap, they are all stalls. You take the money first, and then your mother will take you to buy some good clothes. You are also a big girl, but you can't be looked down upon by your classmates, if you lack money in the future, come directly to your mother, your father can't give it, your mother will give it to you! ”

Lingling earned her hand back, stuffed the money back into Zhong Jiawei's bag, and said coldly: "My dad is very good to me, we don't lack food or clothing, and we don't lack money, so I won't bother you." ”

Lingling knows how much money is in Jiang Zhihao's passbook, and there is nothing to hide between father and daughter.

And in addition to Jiang Zhihao, Lingling herself also has a private small treasury, which Huo Bufan prepared for her.

Every year for her birthday, Huo Bufan, Wang Yuxing and others will wrap her a big red envelope, and these red envelopes are indispensable for the New Year and school.

All of them add up, and there are millions of them.

Lingling never spent it, saved the money, and planned to use it later when she needed an emergency.

How did Zhong Jiawei know that her daughter's savings were much more than hers, and when she enjoyed the luxurious life brought by her boyfriend over the years, she also developed the habit of spending lavishly.

There is a penny to spend, there is almost no savings, and the only property may be a ninety-square-meter apartment bought for her by her second boyfriend.

"You kid, why are you still polite to me, I'm your mother, and I'm no one else. Besides, what virtue does your father have, I still don't know? How much money can he make from his braised food shop? I can really make money, and I won't be able to ride an electric car anymore, what age is this? When you're eighteen years old, your mother will take you to learn a driver's license and buy you a car when the time comes......"

Zhong Jiawei chattered, Huo Bufan and others stood next to her, and they were directly ignored by her.

In her eyes, these are people who are dispensable and have no sense of existence.

can be mixed with Jiang Zhihao, and how much can he produce?

As for the Audi car driven by Wang Yuxing, Zhong Jiawei saw it.

But even if you drive an Audi, it only proves that the driver may have some ability, as for Jiang Zhihao, he is still a bottom layer who rides an electric car.

"I said, I don't need to! And, I don't think you know my dad well! Lingling's tone was already a little angry.

She knows too well how hard her father has worked over the years, and from childhood to adulthood, she was almost brought up by her father. This injury, his self-blame, the blind man can see it.

Maybe this father really doesn't have much ability, but his love for himself is unparalleled.

Even if she gave birth to her own mother, Lingling would never allow her to say unpleasant things to Jiang Zhihao.

Lingling suddenly became angry, causing Zhong Jiawei's voice to stop abruptly.

At the same time, Huo Bufan came over and asked, "Lao Jiang's life is not bad, and he doesn't need others to worry about it." If you think you're doing better than him, we don't say anything, but Lingling is right, they really don't lack much money. If they want to buy something, we will buy it for them. ”

"Who are you! Why are you talking to me like that? Zhong Jiawei said with an unhappy face.

"He's my boss." Jiang Zhihao said.

Zhong Jiawei was stunned for a moment, glanced at the Audi car parked over there, and thought to herself that it was really the same as she guessed. It was the boss who drove here, and Jiang Zhihao was still the same virtuous as before.

Since he is a boss who may make a lot of money, and he is so young, Zhong Jiawei doesn't dare to use a too bad tone anymore.

But when it comes to Jiang Zhihao's matter, she still dismisses it.

"You're his boss, not his father. He doesn't have the ability to make money himself, what do you want to pay? I'm Lingling's mother, I don't have to worry about what she needs! Zhong Jiawei said: "If you can't afford to be a father, you can still afford it as a mother." ”

Wang Yuxing was already impatient listening to the side, and said to Jiang Zhihao: "Lao Jiang, if I were you, I would take out the passbook and throw it in her face." Talking about money in front of us, looking for excitement? ”

Zhong Jiawei looked at Wang Yuxing and recognized that he had just come down from the driver's position, so she pouted and said, "You are just the boss's driver, what kind of big-tailed wolf is here." He also threw me in the face with a passbook, then he threw me and let me see how much money he had saved, did he have 200,000? ”

"You really know how to look down on people, 200,000 is worth ......"

Wang Yu was halfway through his words when he was stopped by Huo Bufan.

Anyway, Zhong Jiawei is Lingling's biological mother.

If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, Lingling's face still has to be given, even if she may not like her mother.

If it was too ugly, Huo Bufan didn't let him say it, and he didn't need to say it.

As for the matter of throwing off the passbook, it is not impossible to do it.

Huo Bufan is not like those so-called gentlemen, who talk about things like it's not too late to take revenge in ten years.

If there is revenge, you can take revenge on the spot, why wait for ten years? If you have to wait, you can only say that you are not strong enough now, so what does it have to do with the gentleman?

Those who can hold grudges for ten years are not gentlemen at all.

"Lao Jiang, you open the mobile banking." Huo Bufan said.

Jiang Zhihao looked up at him, he didn't move immediately, he should be hesitating to give his ex-wife such a big stimulus.

But Huo Bufan's words, he couldn't help but listen, and he also knew that the other party was trying to stand out for himself.

Glancing at Zhong Jiawei, Jiang Zhihao took out his mobile phone and prepared to open the mobile banking to show the other party.

Zhong Jiawei pursed her lips, thinking that she was really good at pretending, and said that she would let you take it. She is also mentally prepared, since Jiang Zhihao dares to take out his mobile phone, he should have a little savings, maybe 300,000? That's a great 500,000 at most.

But what about that?

And what can it prove?

Don't say 500,000, even if you have 1 million, aren't you still a low-level person?

And the boyfriend you are looking for, which one is not an annual salary of several million, and the money of others for a year is enough for you to earn for a lifetime!

After Jiang Zhihao opened the mobile banking, Huo Bufan took it and flipped it a few times, then held it up in front of Zhong Jiawei and said, "After seeing the numbers clearly, I hope you will be polite when you talk to him in the future." One night husband and wife, even if they have been divorced for many years, when they can speak well, they still have to speak well. ”

At another time, Zhong Jiawei will definitely refute this kind of words.