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

The old residence of the Qin family.

As soon as Yang Ying got downstairs, Wen Lan stood up: "Ah Ying!"

Yang Ying's face was cold: "What are you doing here?"

Ever since Qin Shi's incident, the two of them had become estranged. Wen Lan rarely attended the afternoon tea parties and card games organized by ladies because she didn't really want to meet Yang Ying.

Yang Ying threatened her before, and Wen Lan was lying if she said she had no grudges in her heart.

But the two of them have known each other for more than thirty years, and now that Yang Ying has lost her son, Wen Lan should come and see her.

"I heard from Mrs. Zhao that you haven't been out for a long time and everyone is worried about you. Let me come and take a look."

Yang Ying sneered, "Are you worried about me or do you want to see my jokes?"

Wen Lan frowned and said, "Ah Ying, how can you miss me so much? We have known each other for so many years, and you still don't understand me? In my heart, you are my best friend!"

She sighed softly, "Now that something like this happened to your family, I feel bad."

Yang Ying sat down on the sofa, "What's wrong with this? It's not your son who died!"

"Aying, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Wen Lan looked at this former friend and thought that it would be a lie to not be angry after hearing such words, but thinking about the loss of her son, she still had to be tolerant.

She sat down on the sofa again. Although Yang Ying, who was not wearing makeup, had a mean mouth, her face still showed obvious haggardness and there was no color on her face.

In addition, they are all in their fifties, and Yang Ying can still tell that she is a bit old.

Wen Lan knew that she must feel very uncomfortable.

"If you don't like hearing me talk like this, then go back!"

"Ah Ying, the weather is nice today, come and go for a walk with me!"

After several rainy days, it has cleared up today. The sun is shining outside, the sky is blue, and the air is very good.

Before Yang Ying could speak, Wen Lan quickly continued what he said: "There are only two of us. Let's go out for a walk. You can't stay bored at home all the time. People who are alive still have to look forward and live this life." …”

"enough!"

Yang Ying suddenly interrupted Wen Lan's words sharply.

Wen Lan saw her getting angry and realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. Just as he was about to apologize, Yang Ying burst out: "Wen Lan, are you very proud now? You think my son is dead and the Qin family has been defeated, but Your Lu family is getting better and better. You now have two grandchildren, while my family is ruined and I have no one to rely on. You came to me to show your happiness and superiority. Don’t you think your face is embarrassing? Are people nauseating?”

Wen Lan's expression changed, "How could you miss me like this!"

Yang Ying stared at her with resentful eyes.

Wen Lan pursed her lips and spoke slowly: "Why do I come to you to show my happiness and superiority? It's not like you don't know the relationship between me and Lu Nanxiao. Although I gave birth to him, we are strangers now. They are not as good as anyone else. As for the two children Xu Nanyin gave birth to, only Lu Mingting and the old man care about them. I have no feelings for them at all."

"Compared to you, although my son is not dead, in my heart, he is a stranger who is related to me by blood. Maybe we are worse than strangers. Now he is asking his father to divorce me. You also know about Xu Nanyin’s mother. Lu Nanxiao also knows about it. Now he wants me, my mother, to die. Lu Mingting, I always thought he was a good husband, but you also know that he cheated and found a man. Girl who is younger than his son, why do you think this makes me feel so embarrassed? The old man doesn’t have a good attitude toward me. He has always looked down on me. Although I am still Mrs. Lu now, they don’t regard me as a member of the Lu family. I’m having a pretty bad time, too.”

Yang Ying looked at her: "Wen Lan, I am still better than you! After all, I still have a biological daughter!"

Wen Lan knew that Yang Ying was arrogant and she would never let herself be at a disadvantage.

She didn't refute anything and nodded: "You still have Shishi, which is indeed better than mine. I actually regret it. I only gave birth to one child. If I could have another child and keep him by my side, maybe now I will Life is much better.”

"Yes, no matter what, this adopted son is not as good as your own. Your biological son was seduced by a vixen again. What hope do you have in the future?"

Wen Lan felt a little unhappy when he heard this, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The two of them gradually had nothing to say.

After sitting for a while, Wen Lan got up and left.

After Aunt Zheng came back from seeing off the guests, she couldn't help but said: "Madam, Mrs. Wen also has good intentions. You shouldn't have done that just now..."

"You don't have to make lunch later, I don't have much appetite."

Yang Ying got up and went upstairs. After returning to the room, she closed the door. After sitting quietly on the edge of the bed for a while, she took out the photo album from the drawer.

Looking at my daughter's smiling face in the photo album, the indescribable emotions in my heart slowly dissipated.

The knock on the door sounded again.

Yang Ying was a little impatient, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Zheng opened the door, "Madam, this."

She handed over a notebook in her hand.

Yang Ying glanced at it but didn't answer, "What is this?"

"This is the young master's relic. I was sorting through his things two days ago and found it. It seems to be a diary. Do you want to take a look?"

Yang Ying looked at the black leather notebook and thought of the cruel way that beast strangled her neck and the heartless words he said. She felt that there would be nothing good written in this diary, so why should she ask for trouble!

She raised her head and said, "Aunt Zheng, you are very old. I don't want to say unpleasant words, but I don't want you to rely on your old age and make your own decisions. Take this thing away and don't bring anything of his to me in the future." …”

"Madam, this is what the young master wrote before. Don't you really want to read it? The young master..."

"Aunt Zheng, go find the housekeeper to settle your salary. You don't need to come here again!"

Aunt Zheng's face was a little ugly. She looked at the cold and ruthless lady in front of her and felt very uncomfortable when she thought of the young master who had left. Aunt Zheng gently placed the notebook on the bedside table, then turned around and went out.

"Take the stuff away!"

Aunt Zheng didn't go to get it, but just turned around and said, "I won't be back tomorrow. Madam, please take care!"

Then she closed the door and went out.

Yang Ying was so angry that she smashed the diary on the ground.

"Let's go, let's go, one by one. I don't owe you anything. Do you think I can't live without you?"

She also has poems and a daughter. Only her daughter can understand her and be the same as her.

"Shishi, mommy really misses you!"

Yang Ying rubbed her daughter's face in the photo and shed tears.

In two days, she can go see her daughter.

At least she still has something to look forward to every month!