After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei didn't know how long she had talked with He Zhizhou. She only remembered that they had a great time talking, and she didn't know what happened afterwards. But when she woke up the next morning, she found that she was already lying in bed.

Li Jiawei suddenly stood up and found that her clothes had been changed into pajamas. She felt panic in her heart.

She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that He Zhizhou had changed it for her? But the thought flashed through her mind and she felt that it was impossible. He Zhizhou was a gentleman no matter how you looked at him. He would not have done anything out of line when she was drunk.

What's more, she could still feel whether they had sex or not. She didn't feel any discomfort except the pain from the hangover.

But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't remember how the clothes were changed. At this moment, she hated herself very much. She knew she couldn't drink, so why was she so careless to drink with a person of the opposite sex?

Li Jiawei got up with trepidation in her heart. She decided to ask He Zhizhou about what happened last night. No matter what, she had to know the truth.

But as soon as she got out of bed, she heard some noise downstairs. Could it be that He Zhizhou hadn't left yet? She put on her slippers and rushed downstairs.

However, when she was halfway down the stairs, she saw Mrs. Liu cleaning the house.

Li Jiawei stopped and looked at Mrs. Liu in surprise and asked, "Mrs. Liu, when did you come back?"

Mrs. Liu looked up at Li Jiawei and said with a smile, "Jiawei, you're awake. I came back last night and I made you some hangover soup. It's warming up in the pot. Do you want to drink it now?"

Li Jiawei put aside most of the anxiety in her heart, walked to the restaurant and sat down, saying: "Sister Liu, why didn't you call me in advance when you came back so that I could pick you up."

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "No need to pick me up. The travel agency made great arrangements and drove me directly to the underground parking lot."

Li Jiawei looked at Mrs. Liu and asked cautiously, "I was drunk when you came back yesterday. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did I?"

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "No, you were very well behaved after drinking. You just fell asleep on the sofa. Later, Mr. He carried you upstairs because he was afraid that you would catch a cold. But I changed your pajamas for you."

Li Jiawei finally let go of her worries. She covered her face with embarrassment and sighed, "My alcohol tolerance is so low that it's annoying. Even ants can drink more than me." Then she took the sobering soup brought by Mrs. Liu and nonchalantly put it into her mouth one spoonful at a time. She asked, "Brother Zhizhou, you didn't drink too much, did you?"

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "He can drink a lot. Just a few cans of beer won't make him drunk. I remember that Mr. He and Li Yan often drank at the old lady's place. When they drank the most, they drank three bottles of white wine before they were a little tipsy."

After Mrs. Liu cleaned up, she said to Li Jiawei, "Jiawei, I brought back a lot of local specialties. Let's pick some after dinner. You can keep the ones you like, and you can give away the ones you don't like."

Li Jiawei replied: "Okay!"

Zhang Yi sat in his office chair, his mind churning with thoughts, unable to calm down.

Yesterday, Wang Xin took Xu Xianglan to the hospital for a checkup. Except for the serious wound on her forehead, there was nothing wrong with her. After bandaging her in the hospital, Wang Xin sent Xu Xianglan back to her residence.

Zhang Yi saw his mother coming back. The wound on her forehead was tightly bandaged and her face was a little pale. He asked with concern: "Mom, what's wrong with your forehead? Is it serious?"

Xu Xianglan not only had a headache, but also felt heartache. She didn't say anything, but just covered her chest and lay on the sofa, sighing. How did their family life become like this?

Zhang Yi felt a little distressed when he saw his mother like this. He poured a glass of warm water and said softly, "Mom, get up and drink some water. Your lips are so dry that they are peeling."

Xu Xianglan sat up with difficulty, took the water cup and drank a few sips, then returned the cup to Zhang Yi. She looked up at Zhang Yi, her heart full of emotion. Her son was handsome and capable, and he was already a regular in his thirties. With such good conditions, he naturally had to be paired with the best girl, but why did fate play tricks on him?

Thinking of Director Qiao's words, Xu Xianglan's heart ached even more. She looked at Zhang Yi and couldn't help asking, "Son, do you regret it? Do you regret divorcing Jiawei?"

Zhang Yi paused his movements and sighed heavily. In fact, when he met Huang Keren again, he couldn't say how much he loved her. It was just a little thing between men and women, just the hormones in the body. The two of them had a relationship naturally, but they didn't expect that the consequences of their impulse would make things irreversible.

At that time, Zhang Yi did not want to divorce. As a government official, he was well aware of his identity and status, especially at the critical period of promotion, he had to consider the impact. Therefore, at such a critical time, he could not choose to divorce.

However, he never expected that the usually slow-witted Li Jiawei could actually discover his infidelity and trapped him and Huang Keren in bed. After that, the situation got completely out of control. Li Jiawei even had a miscarriage. She was determined to divorce and had evidence of his infidelity and sleeping with Huang Keren. Faced with this situation, Zhang Yi had no choice but to agree.

Zhang Yi put the cup of water on the coffee table and said solemnly, "Mom, what's the point of saying this now? How was your talk with Li Jiawei today?"

Xu Xianglan sighed and said weakly, "We didn't reach an agreement. I knelt down in front of her and my forehead was bruised. But before I could say a few words, she left."

Zhang Yi rubbed his head irritably and continued, "Today, my friend at the Municipal Public Security Bureau told me that according to the appraisal of the police station, Li Jiawei will probably have to pay 2.7 million yuan. I don't have that much money. Even if we sell the house we live in now, our family can't raise that much money."

Xu Xianglan's anger rose again, and she angrily asked, "Where is Huang Keren? She caused all this trouble, and she won't take a penny?"

Zhang Yi sneered, "She said that all her savings were swindled away, so how could she have the money to pay back?"

After hearing Zhang Yi's answer, Xu Xianglan angrily beat Zhang Yi and cried, "You evil creature, you don't have enough good life, but you have to find a mistress outside. It would be better if you found someone who is sensible, but you chose to find a troublemaker. Since you married her, how many problems have happened in our family! Now your father and I are relying on this house for our retirement. Sell the house? Where will we live? We can't let your father and I go out to rent a house at our old age, right?"

Zhang Yi listened to Xu Xianglan's crying, unable to suppress his anger, and shouted angrily: "Then tell me what can I do if I don't sell the house? If I don't compensate Li Jiawei, she will sue me, and my career will be over. When I am listed as a dishonest person, how can I have the face to work in the company in the future?"

Xu Xianglan looked at her furious son, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "Zhang Yi, although you and Jiawei are divorced now, it is said that a husband and wife are bound by love for a hundred days. You should go and beg her in person to tell her not to take the money. Her biological father is Li Ronghua, the richest man in Xishi. She is so rich now, she definitely doesn't care about the two million!"