Ding! The growth record of the rich girl

Chi Qing didn't know what to say.

After sitting for a while, they lay down again and watched the sky slowly swaying. Neither of them spoke again.

On the other side, Dai Jianming was a little overwhelmed at this time.

That day, Zhang Chunhua sent her son to his car and slammed the door and went home.

Dai Jianming was overwhelmed when he heard what his ex-wife said.

"Jungwoo, what did you tell your mom?"

Dai Jianming hurriedly asked his son who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"I said I want to live with you. My mom is so annoying."

Dai Zhengyu said indifferently.

"She keeps nagging about this and that every day. Look, she even broke the headphones you gave me." Dai Zhengyu got angry when he thought of the headphones.

"Dad, I don't care about anything my mom buys me."

"Will you take me out shopping tomorrow?"

"I need to buy new clothes/pants/shoes."

"There are also laptops, iPads, and headphones. I need to buy new headphones too."

Young Master Dai, who had no concept of money, counted them one by one with his fingers.

"Ah?" Dai Jianming really wanted to kick his son out of the car.

"Oh, my precious grandson is back."

As soon as Dai Jianming and Dai Zhengyu returned home, Dai Zhengyu's grandmother, who was unaware of the seriousness of the situation, rushed over to them out of concern.

It's so sweet to hold your grandson in your arms.

Dai Zhengyu was feeling very happy as he ate the dinner that his grandmother had heated up for him, the leftover fried chicken, and drank ice cola.

As expected, he is happier with his dad. His mom gives him a fixed amount of fried chicken even during the day, not to mention at night, and doesn't let him drink too much Coke.

snort!

Seeing Dai Zhengyu enter the guest room, Dai Jianming pulled his mother, who was full of joy, into the master bedroom.

"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't say in the living room?"

Old Mrs. Dai was confused by her son.

"Mom, Zhang Chunhua seems to be serious this time. She doesn't want Zhengyu anymore."

Dai Jianming felt that something was really wrong this time.

"Ah? Why don't you want your own son? How is that possible?" Old Mrs. Dai didn't believe it.

There are only sons in the world who don't want their mothers, and there are also mothers who don't want their sons? ?

"She told me in person that Zhengyu would live with me in the future and she would transfer child support to me," said Dai Jianming.

"Child support? That's fine too! How much should she transfer?!"

When she heard about alimony, Mrs. Dai was excited.

My ex-daughter-in-law was rich before, and she is even richer now.

What she regrets most now is that she instigated her son to get divorced.

I thought I would get a lot of things, but I didn't expect that family to be so smart.

"How much? She said she would give me as much as I gave her."

Dai Jianming said helplessly.

"Ah?? What can that do!"

When Mrs. Dai heard this, she was not happy either.

Her son only gives her 2000 yuan a month. This little brat is eating his father out of money. What can he do with that money?

That night, the Dai mother and son tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Zhang Chunhua let go freely, but her ex-husband Dai Jianming has had a hard time these days.

He always felt that no matter how harsh Zhang Chunhua's words were, he was still his son and there was no way she could bear to give him up.

Back then, she made a lot of concessions for the custody of her son.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Chunhua transferred 2000 yuan to him early the next morning, saying it was child support for this month.

Dai Jianming immediately panicked.

Although he didn't know the exact amount of his son's expenses, he had some idea of ​​it.

Putting aside Zhang Chunhua's lavish way of raising children, even for an ordinary high school student, this amount of money is not enough in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Besides, it is not convenient for him to have his son here.

He also has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend was already resentful of him having a son.

I only agreed reluctantly because I knew my son was with my ex-wife.

Now if he knew that his son lived with him, it would be even more terrible.

As a result, before Dai Jianming could figure out his thoughts, his son took him out to buy things.

The two pieces of clothing cost him 1500 yuan, and that was even after he tried his best to stop it.

Dai Jianming almost fainted when he heard his son say that he wanted to buy a computer and a pad.

He made up an excuse, saying that he had to work overtime due to some urgent matters at the company, and then he ran away.

He only makes more than 10,000 yuan a month, and he lost a computer. How could he afford to buy a new one?

Dai Jianming began to call Zhang Chunhua and send WeChat messages frantically.

Unexpectedly, the woman went on a business trip and said she wanted to change the custody rights when she came back.

Damn, she really doesn't want a son anymore! This woman is so fucking cruel!

Dai Jianming felt a bit of a headache now.

Dai Jianming is having a headache now, and Dai Zhengyu is actually not feeling well either.

It was the first day at his father's house. When Dai Zhengyu woke up in the morning and saw the small room, he was a little unpredictable at first.

It took him a while to remember that he was at his father's house.

A feeling of relaxation and freedom suddenly surged in his heart.

Yay! No one cares about him anymore!!

He can sleep as long as he wants and eat whatever he wants!

In the morning, after eating the soy milk and fried dough sticks bought by his grandmother, he missed the hearty breakfast made by Zhang Ma.

But Dai Zhengyu felt that those were all small things and could be overcome.

However, he had followed Zhang Chunhua since he was a child, lived in a big villa, and ate sumptuous meals prepared by a nanny.

It was fine for one or two days, but after three days he began to feel the bed was uncomfortable, after five days he began to feel the house was too small, and after seven days he had completely had enough of the simple meals his grandmother prepared.

I used to think the food at his dad’s place was delicious, but that was because his mom didn’t let him eat junk food.

Only when he is at his father's house can he eat all kinds of snacks, potato chips and fried chicken without restraint.

But, let alone whether he has enough snacks now, his father is reluctant to let him eat fried chicken every day.

Every day he wakes up in a cramped little room and eats the bland meals his grandmother makes.

He doesn't even have a study room, let alone the cloakroom/toy room/video room that his mother prepared for him...

Moreover, it seemed that his father was not as good to him as he imagined.

Especially after his father refused to take him shopping three times in a row, he was not stupid and he could see that his father was reluctant to spend money.

"Xiaoyu, your mother hasn't come back yet?"

Dai Zhengyu's grandmother asked as she served her grandson rice.

"I don't know. My mother hasn't contacted me."

Thinking of this, Dai Zhengyu felt a little complicated.

At first he was fearless, but now he slowly began to get angry, and there was a hint of panic hidden in his anger.

Is it true that he really doesn't want him this time?

Since that day, his mother never sent him a message or called him again.

His mother didn't even ask him about his monthly exam results, which used to be the most important thing for him.

Before the exam, his mother said that if he made progress, she would give him the limited edition running shoes he had always dreamed of. Now this situation makes him annoyed and uneasy.

"Xiao Yu, she is your mother after all. Don't be angry with her. Apologize to her."

"Your mother, your mother, actually your mother is very good to you."

The old lady, who had never said anything good about her ex-daughter-in-law in front of her grandson, gave her advice for the first time.

"Grandma, don't you want me to live with Dad?" Dai Zhengyu asked his grandma bluntly.

"Xiao Yu, look at yourself, don't you know how much grandma loves you?"

"I can't wait to see you every day. You are my only grandson."

"I'm just worried that you'll suffer. You're too young to understand."

"You know how rich your mother is. If she gets married and has a child, who knows who will get the money."

Listening to his grandmother nagging about money, the young master who had been raised in wealth found it a bit vulgar.

How come his kind grandmother, who he had felt was only concerned with money?

"I'm done eating and going to school."

Dai Zhengyu was in a bad mood. He ate a few mouthfuls of food and rode his bike out of the house.

The next day was the weekend and he had fencing and horse riding lessons.

After class, the teacher in charge of front desk called him over.

"Jungwoo, wait a minute."

Dai Zhengyu turned his head in confusion.

The teacher smiled politely and said, "Zhengyu, your tuition fee is due this month and you need to pay it again."