Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Zhang Luojia had a serious expression on his face and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down: "I'm not speaking out of anger, I'm speaking out of my feelings. I've also reflected on myself during the recent period when you two ran away from home. Indeed, I I control you too much on weekdays, and you want to be free, and Yifei also wants to be free, but I didn’t understand and pushed you two further and further away, and then I even had physical problems. "

Speaking of this, I did not forget to sigh sadly: "As for the secondary card stopped, there is a reason. The doctor said that if I continue like this, not only will I have early menopause, but I will even suffer from menopause, hair loss, and depression.

There are so many places to spend money on medical treatment, so I think about it now. Anyway, I didn’t get much benefit from spending so much money on Feifei. I might as well spend it on my own medical treatment. Her father also has his own salary, so I guess I don’t want to spend my money and be said to be a free meal, so I won’t force you, I’ll let you go and I’ll let myself go.

I have refunded all the fees for piano, dance, ballet, and Mathematical Olympiad and Cambridge. Congratulations, Yifei, you are free! "

Zhang Zijie is about to live in Bengbu.

Does this mean that in the future, you have to use your own salary to spend money?

"Where's my piano? Where did you take my piano?" Zhang Yifei screamed suddenly, as if remembering something, she quickly ran into her room: "Ah - my figure! My Lolita! My limited edition doll, Mu Qingyi, you are sick! Who allowed you to come to my room and touch my things?!"

Zhang Yifei looked ferocious and quickly pulled away her few 'properties'.

Zhang Luojia's expression was innocent: "I don't even want to learn the piano anymore, why are you still using the piano? Aren't you always complaining about sore hands? Now I'm satisfied and won't let you learn. Why are you still unhappy?"

And with your quality, you call me by my first name. I think the private middle school you have been attending for so many years is in vain. You simply don’t like going to school. I will withdraw you from school tomorrow and you go to a public school. I can save hundreds of thousands every year. "

Zhang Yifei choked for a moment: "Why, I have already adapted to the environment here, I don't want to change schools! Okay, then even if I don't learn piano, where are my clothes? Where are the figures?"

Zhang Luojia's expression was even more innocent: "I don't want to learn ballet anymore, and I don't want to learn dance either. Why do I need those skirts? I also sold the figures and stuff together."

Zhang Yifei's face turned green: "What about my limited edition doll diamond hairpin and bracelet?"

Zhang Luojia: "That's weird. Didn't you just say you don't like my dirty money? I bought all those things with my dirty money. I was afraid of staining your pure and innocent temperament, so of course I put them all up for sale. "

"I don't care, I don't care. You go find it for me. You can buy it back for me no matter how you sell it. It's all mine. It's all mine. You are so terrible. You make me feel suffocated!"

Zhang Yifei cried so hard that she almost fainted. Her mother was really getting more and more perverted. Did she think she could control her in this way?

"Dad, take care of her, oooooooooo."

Zhang Zijie had a headache: "No, what's wrong with my wife? Is it as serious as you said?"

Is the subtext that it costs so much?

Zhang Luojia fiddled with her nails without raising her eyelids: "You don't know that I haven't been working for half a year. Originally, my family didn't have much liquidity. I didn't even have enough money for medical treatment. I just happened to sell all the mess in my house. Otherwise I won’t be able to pay the medical bills.”

Zhang Zijie frowned fiercely and managed to maintain a smile: "So, what kind of disease do you have and how much does it cost? Is the family really out of money? I remember that I still have more than two million in savings."

Mu Qingyi won't spend all the money, right? Zhang Zijie regretted not taking all the money into his own hands in time.

What's the use of my ten thousand or eight thousand a month? Besides, Zhan Momo will have more money when he needs it.

Zhang Luojia casually muttered: "Uterine fibroids, osteoporosis with pathological severe calcium deficiency, varicose veins, superficial gastritis, mild depression, there are so many of them. I don't know if I don't check them. I will be shocked if I check them. I am only less than 40 years old and I have this problem. No wonder ordinary people dare not go to the hospital for a physical examination."

Zhang Zijie looked at Zhang Luojia's rosy face suspiciously. How did he look like he was sick and unwell? !

Just when he was about to ask about the remaining savings, he saw Zhang Luojia's cautious look on his face: "Why do you care about money so much? Your monthly salary is just a month and a half, and I spend all my money on medical treatment. What do you mean?"

Zhang Zijie secretly hated it, but he was not in a hurry. Mu Qingyi was already a little wary. He couldn't act too hastily, as that would expose his flaws.

Zhang Yifei was still crying and noisy over there, which made him upset, so he simply stabilized the two of them first.

He knew Mu Qingyi very well. The two of them had been married for sixteen or seventeen years and never spent money lavishly. She must have been exaggerating, and she didn't use that much money at all.

Still not calmed down——

Zhang Zijie was irritated, and he took it for granted that the source of his irritability came from the person beside him who had been married for 16 or 17 years.

Thinking of the preliminary plan in his mind, Zhang Zijie had to hold back his emotions.

Don't rush and take your time. Whoever laughs last will be the big winner.

He regained his appearance as a personable intellectual, and comforted Zhang Yifei kindly: "Don't be angry, your mother is not feeling well. Dad will think of a way to buy you some in the past few days."

Zhang Yifei felt a little better when she heard the consolation. She didn't even look at Zhang Luojia. Before wiping away her tears, she said coquettishly to Zhang Zijie: "Dad is the best. He is not like someone who is dictatorial and selfish. He only threatens others. Who knows?" It will only make people more and more annoying, huh."

"Be good, go change clothes, take a shower, and have a good rest. We have to go to school tomorrow."

Zhang Yifei nodded in agreement and returned to the bedroom. Zhang Zijie smiled at Zhang Luojia, with an ambiguous and suggestive look in his eyes: "Wife, I'm going to wash up too? Will you help me come in later and rub my back?"

Zhang Luojia really wanted to spray a mouthful of salt soda on his face. No matter how well he took care of himself, this guy was already over 40 years old. How could he really treat himself like a young onion?

"Your toiletries are all placed in the guest bathroom, but you are still a university teacher and don't even have this memory? You didn't think I was joking about sleeping in separate rooms when I told you a few days ago, right?"

Zhang Zijie's smile froze on his face, and after a moment he nodded repeatedly like a good man: "Okay, okay, I know you haven't calmed down yet. Since my wife said we should separate, then we should separate. My husband will always listen to you."

Zhang Zijie pushed open the door to the guest room, his face instantly turned cold, MD really thought I was willing to sleep with you.

There was a pile of his clothes on the bed, and two of them even fell to the floor. There was a thin layer of dust on the gap between the floor and the window. It looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time.

He couldn't help but sneer.

He was still a little intolerable at first, but Mu Qingyi's actions only strengthened his determination.