After becoming the richest man, Mrs. Lu wanted to divorce every day

The smile on Wen Lan's face faltered, and his expression became a little unbelievable.

Lu Mingting frowned. Before she could make a sound, she immediately pushed her husband away and walked in.

The little girl was wearing a pink apron and holding a spatula in her hand. She was a little confused when she saw a lazy and delicate lady walking in. "Uncle, is she your friend?"

When Wen Lan saw the young girl's face, a surge of anger surged into her heart. Before Lu Mingting could react, she walked over, raised her hand and slapped him.

The sound of "pop" was loud and harsh.

Fingerprints soon appeared on the girl's face, which was full of collagen.

"Wen Lan, what are you doing?"

Lu Mingting immediately went over and pulled the girl behind him, looking at his wife with anger in his eyes.

Wen Lan's hand hurt a little. She slowly put it down and looked at Lu Mingting, watching him protecting the girl. She gritted her teeth and said, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm hitting the mistress, am I wrong?"

The girl behind Lu Mingting instantly paled at the sound of mistress. Looking at the lady opposite, she opened her mouth: "Are you uncle's... wife?"

"You didn't know he had a wife?"

Wen Lan looked angry and mocking.

The girl's lips moved, wanting to say something, but she finally lowered her head.

Lu Mingting moved a step, blocking Wen Lan's sight, and said in a calm voice: "Let's go and talk to the other side."

opposite.

Wen Lan looked at this house, which was not the one they lived in before.

So she didn't find the wrong place just now, but he bought his little lover another house opposite their former home?

When Wen Lan realized this, he felt even more angry.

But they were both in their fifties, making them a hundred years old in total, so it was quite embarrassing to argue in front of a little girl.

Wen Lan would not allow herself to lose face in front of her husband's little lover.

She followed her husband out, watched him close the door, and then opened the door on the opposite side.

Wen Lan followed him in. The interior was still the same as it was thirty years ago. Nothing had changed. She sat down on the sofa.

After Lu Mingting closed the door, he went to sit opposite her.

Wen Lan looked at her husband, who still had the same elegant and gentle face. They had been husband and wife for thirty years. If he hadn't just seen the girl with his own eyes, Wen Lan would never have believed that her husband, who had always been tolerant and doting towards her, had an affair. .

She closed her eyes and asked, "How long have you been with her?"

Lu Mingting looked at his wife and confessed without hiding anything: "Three years."

Hearing the buzzing sound in Wen Lan's head for three years, she curled up her fingers and opened her eyes: "Lu Mingting, do you want face? The girl just now looked like she was in her early twenties. She is younger than your son. , you have been with her for three years, was she an adult at that time? "

"Youyao is twenty-two now and nineteen three years ago."

"twenty two."

Wen Lan's eyes were full of disbelief, and he was trembling with anger: "You are more than one round older than her, Lu Mingting, how could you do such a shameless thing?"

"Feel sorry."

Lu Mingting looked at his wife guiltily.

"You are an old man in your fifties, and why is a twenty-year-old girl following you?"

Seeing the contempt in his wife's eyes, he replied: "Yaoyao didn't spend much of my money."

Hearing her husband talk about Yaoyao, Wen Lan could no longer suppress her resentment. She picked up a water glass on the table and threw it towards the man.

Lu Mingting didn't hide, and the water cup hit him on the head. All the water inside spilled onto his clothes. The water cup hit the ground with a bang and broke into pieces.

Just like Wen Lan's heart, it can no longer be completed.

Wen Lan still kept the gesture of throwing the water glass. Looking at the blood flowing from the man's forehead, her tears fell down.

"Lu Mingting, why are you like this?"

When Wen Lan was playing cards with several of her friends, everyone either mentioned their children or their husbands. Wen Lan's relationship with her son was notoriously unharmonious, but she had a husband who was clean and tolerant and doting towards her.

A husband is much more real than a son.

Every time she mentions her husband, others are envious and jealous, saying that she is so lucky to have found a man like Lu Mingting who is elegant and worry-free.

In their generation, there was only one clean person, Lu Mingting.

Which other husband doesn't have a mistress?

It's Yang Ying. Her husband is famous for being a philanderer, and he keeps hooking up with female celebrities and internet celebrities.

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Bai's husband also blatantly took their mistresses together. Mrs. Zhao's husband had several illegitimate children.

Wen Lan has never worried about her husband's private life.

However, now even Lu Mingting is not immune, and she has been kept in the dark for three whole years.

Seeing that her husband didn't speak, Wen Lan stood up and walked out angrily.

Lu Mingting immediately stood up, caught up with her and grabbed her wrist from behind: "It's my fault, don't cause trouble for her!"

"You know you are at fault, but you are still with her? Lu Mingting, I run the house for you and take care of the old man. I worry so much about my son, but what about you? You told me that you were busy at work, but you ended up betraying me. Now that I have raised a little one outside, do you want to be shameless? Are you ashamed? How could you do this to me?"

The more Wen Lan spoke, the angrier he became. He picked up the bag in his hand and threw it at the man.

Lu Mingting held her hand and did not hide.

Both of them are not young anymore.

After a few hits, Wen Lan couldn't breathe evenly. Looking at Lu Mingting, compared to her son's indifference, her husband's betrayal was even more unacceptable to her.

"Lu Mingting, tell me? Why do you do this to me? Are you worthy of me?"

Wen Lan never expected that this man, who had not cheated on her when he was young, would find a mistress now that he was in his fifties.

After a while, the man replied: "I feel very relaxed when I am with Yaoyao."

easy?

Wen Lan looked at her husband and sneered: "Are you saying you are unhappy with me?"

"Well, if you hadn't always focused on your son, Wen Lan, you wouldn't have discovered that I was cheating on you until now."

Lu Mingting pushed the hair that was scattered around her face behind her ears, "Don't go looking for trouble with Yaoyao, I will break up with her."

"Do you want me to pretend that nothing happened?"

Lu Mingting was silent for a while, "If you want a divorce, you can."

divorce.

She is already in her fifties, and if she divorces Lu Mingting, she will definitely be laughed at to death.

If she divorced Lu Mingting, she would no longer be Mrs. Lu.

It was naturally impossible for Wen Lan to get divorced, and she had never thought about divorcing Lu Mingting.

She quickly calmed down, "Lu Mingting, if you don't want me to cause trouble for this girl, then come with me now and tell her in front of me that you are done with her. Otherwise, I won't It will make things easier for you and her!"