Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Ling Qian and Bei Weixi sat side by side on the sofa, looked at the computer screen in front of them, and fell into silence.

On the screen, the slides jumped one after another, showing the magnificent wedding concept design.

"...How much does it cost?" Bevisi muttered in a low voice.

"It's not about money at all, I don't want to have a wedding!" Ling Qian hugged his head, "We don't have much time left!"

"Look, you're still fantasizing about waiting until you graduate," Bei Weixi said, "I'm afraid your mother has arranged to take us to the orphanage to adopt children by then."

This very possibility of becoming a reality made Ling Qian shout for help in his heart.

"Why don't you use some delaying tactics, such as asking to hold the wedding after graduating from college or something..." Bei Weixi scratched her hair, "Anyway, I have received the certificates, so the ceremony is not so urgent, right?"

"I said it, of course I said it," Ling Qian was also in pain, "but she thinks that for safety's sake, it's better to get everything done before I turn 22."

They were both born in the same month and the same day.Bei Weixi bowed her head and made the calculations: "It will take some time to prepare for such a big ostentation. In order to save your family from wasting money, you really have to hurry up."

"Then what should we do now?" Ling Qian asked.

Bei Weixi looked at the monitor: "...choose one first?"

Ling Qian looked at the slide show that was still playing automatically with a bitter face.

"Choose the cheapest one," Bei Weixi's heart bleeds, "My God, how nice it is to give me this money. It's too wasteful, really too wasteful."

Ling Qian carried the computer into his arms, and looked at it carefully for a while: "It's almost the same. My mother probably gave the budget directly, and they made the plan according to the budget."

Bei Weixi frowned, and leaned her head closer: "Then... rule out this pink one first."

Ling Qian switched to the next one: "Then this one? It's quite pretty, what color is it called, mint green?"

"Not so good," Bevisi said, "Although she's pretty, it's unlucky to get married so green."

Ling Qian continued to switch: "Then the last one, the blue and white one, looks okay?"

Bei Weixi admired it seriously for a while: "It's really pretty good, the color is comfortable, and the whole is not too exaggerated, it's quite refreshing. That's it, what do you think?"

"I think..." Ling Qian raised his head, "It seems that we don't need to choose so seriously."

"..." Bei Weixi turned her head away, "Yes."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing," Ling Qian sighed, "She wants us to think about the location of the honeymoon."

"Don't be in a hurry!" Bevisi shouted.

"That's what I said too." Ling Qian was full of helplessness, "Procrastinate, maybe after a while, we will be given three options for us to choose, which is more convenient."

Before waiting for the three honeymoon travel plans, Ling Fengzi herself arrived.

This time, without Ling Qian's little alliance to inform them in advance, they were unable to prepare in advance.

Fortunately, when Ling Fengzi appeared, Bei Weixi was staying in Ling Qian's room.

The two were in a more serious meeting at the time.

The issue is how to reasonably allocate the living expenses of 5000 yuan next month after deducting [-] yuan of stock trading funds.

Bei Weixi believes that the most effective way is to let Ling Qian report to him when he spends 200 yuan in a single time, so that he can effectively avoid unnecessary waste such as "270 yuan for mobile phone ring buckles".

Ling Qian seriously dismissed it.

"Please treat me like a human being! Be a normal and dignified adult!" He shouted, "My mother doesn't care about how small I am, do you really think of yourself as my wife!"

"Your mother doesn't give you money now, she just wants to control you in disguise," Bei Weixi said, "I don't control you, I just give you some financial advice."

"You don't even have money, and you know how to manage money?" Ling Qian retorted loudly, "You just settled my 1 yuan!"

"At least I know how to rationally manage very limited wealth," Bevisi said, "commonly known as thrift. It corresponds to your extravagance and waste."

The atmosphere of the meeting gradually deteriorated, and the two attendees completely deviated from their original intentions, and began to argue with each other without nourishment.

In the verbal battle, Ling Qian was no match for Bei Weixi at all, and quickly became angry from embarrassment.

As soon as Ling Fengzi entered the gate, she heard her son roaring in the distance: "I'll just kill you!"

The tone is full of passion, accompanied by some unnatural sounds.

She quickly walked to the door of the room, looked inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Qian stood beside the bed, holding up the pillow to show off his might, and waved it down fiercely.Bei Weixi sat cross-legged on the bed, holding another pillow to protect her head, her shoulders trembled as she laughed.

No matter how you look at the picture, it looks like the newlyweds are flirting, hiding a bit of sweetness.

The two who were focused on the pillow fight didn't realize that there was an extra person in the family until now.

The scene was embarrassing for a while.

Ling Qian quickly came back to his senses, and threw down the pillow: "Mom, why are you here suddenly!"

After all, Ling Fengzi came here, she held back a smile and apologized: "I'm sorry, I should have rang the doorbell."

"No, we're not..." Ling Qian subconsciously defended, but got stuck in the middle of the sentence.

Isn't it their goal to let their mother misunderstand the relationship between the two?

He swallowed, and corrected stupidly: "No, we are...no, I mean...we..."

Bei Weixi covered his face with the pillow in her arms: "Okay, don't talk about it."

Ling Qian closed his mouth in embarrassment.

Bei Weixi climbed off the bed: "Hi Auntie, long time no see."

Ling Fengzi smiled at him: "I wanted to say it a few times ago, why do you still call me auntie?"

Both Bei Weixi and Ling Qian were taken aback.

Bei Weixi, who was always calm and composed while running the train with her mouth full, actually blushed slightly.

Ling Qian secretly kicked his calf, pressed against his ear and lowered his voice to threaten: "Don't bark."

The small movements of the two fell into Ling Fengzi's eyes.Of course, she knows that her precious son has a thin skin.

"It's okay, there's no rush," she said with a smile, "It's not too late to change your mind after the wedding."

Ling Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The purpose of Ling Fengzi's surprise attack this time was to take the two of them to the hotel where the wedding was scheduled.

She mentioned it to Ling Qian on the phone several times before, but Ling Qian fooled her.So she simply didn't say hello, confirmed that Ling Qian had no class today, and went directly to arrest him.

"For such a big event, you have to participate in the preparation process," she scolded her son in the car, "You look like Xiao Bei dare not bring me any ideas or suggestions."

"No, no," Bei Weixi said quickly, "I can do it, really. Qianqian is afraid of trouble and doesn't like to be too much attention. I also think it's better to be simple."

"Do your parents feel the same way?" Ling Fengzi asked.

Bei Weixi hesitated for a few seconds before answering: "No matter how simplified those plans are, they should be quite grand in their eyes."

Ling Fengzi smiled, and said: "Let's go to the hotel first, and if there is time, I will take you to measure and choose a dress."

"You are too anxious!" Ling Qian couldn't help it, "It's still half a year away."

"Be prepared in advance, if something goes wrong, you can adjust it in time," Ling Fengzi said, "For such a big event, of course, the sooner you prepare, the better. Xiao Bei, don't you think so?"

Bei Weixi nodded lightly: "Well, that's right."

Ling Fengzi was very satisfied, thought for a while, and asked: "It's been almost two months, Xiaobei, are you used to it now?"

Bevisi immediately replied: "It's pretty good, I'm used to it."

He spoke too fast, and Ling Fengzi didn't believe it: "From now on, we will be a family. If you have any thoughts, don't hold them in your heart. Ask Qianqian, I have always been a very reasonable parent, right?"

Ling Qian grinned and let out a dry laugh: "Hehe."

"Look at him like this, it shows that I'm really not fierce at all." Ling Fengzi said.

Bei Weixi couldn't help laughing: "It's all good, it's just..."

"Ok?"

"Qianqian usually has to go to class, and I'm often the only one at home," Bei Weixi said, "for now...haven't found a suitable pastime yet."

Ling Fengzi had a clear face: "Qianqian mentioned to me before that he wanted me to arrange a job for you. I also thought about it carefully later, but unfortunately I couldn't find a suitable position for you for a while."

Ling Qian raised his head to look at the two of them, wanted to speak, but held back.

"It's okay, it's okay," Bei Weixi said quickly, "Auntie, you don't need to spend such thoughts, I..."

Ling Fengzi interrupted him: "Do you have any plans of your own? Have you thought about what you want to do right now or in the long run?"

Bei Weixi opened her mouth, but made no sound.

"It's okay, just tell me," Ling Fengzi said with a smile, "Maybe I can help?"

"That!" Ling Qian who had been silent for a long time suddenly said, "I think so, actually..."

The other two looked at him.

"...I think you can go to study or something." Ling Qian whispered.