I'm really strong after the divorce

Chapter 15 Irritated Fan Yu

"Net profit is the money that comes to us after deducting the money we buy vegetables and pay rent."

"Wow! Dad, you are so amazing, you actually earned so much money."

Shu Tongtong said excitedly.

"Then let's celebrate, can we buy some fried chicken while eating ice cream?"

Shu Cheng was in a good mood: "I can give you two brains for free."

"Woooo! It's not good to have a brain collapse, Tongtong doesn't want it."

"Is the fried chicken still available?"

"I dare not eat."

"And Dad, you haven't answered me yet, so much money should be enough to support another mother like Mr. Ke?"

Shu Cheng tilted his head and lightly touched his daughter's head.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"People can work by themselves, and they can find money by themselves, so they don't need your father to support them."

"And do we want a house, do we want a facade, and you, a snack, what do we do to support our family?"

"In the future, don't be as rude as today, do you hear me?"

Shu Tongtong raised her hand, rubbed her forehead, and said:

"But Dad, don't you think Teacher Ke Xue really treats you differently? I think she really likes you."

Shu Cheng shook his head: "I don't think so."

He is a divorced man with a child.

It doesn't matter what you want, he is so beautiful, why should he treat him differently.

It's just an illusion.

He has passed the age of deceiving himself.

Hearing this, Shu Tongtong gently brushed his hair, pouted and said, "What a stupid, straight man."

Shu Cheng had no choice but to open his mouth and said: "You just stop for a while, and when we have enough money, we can think about finding you a mother, okay?"

"It's fine, when dad earns money, I'll take you and mom on a trip." Shu Tongtong heard the words, thought carefully, and said.

"However, Dad, you are so tired by yourself, why don't you find a few people to help you, can't you sell more in this way?"

In fact, in her heart, how much money she earns is not important, the main thing is to keep her father from being so tired.

"I don't want to look for this store anymore, I will come by myself, but I may open other branches in the future, and then I will consider finding someone."

Shu Cheng has his own ideas.

He wanted to make the store a brand image.

Wait until the popularity is established first, and then shoot some short videos, and then use the Internet to convey the image of the store.

At that time, other stores will naturally carry these images, which can better create an industrial chain.

Of course, it's too early to say these things, and I'd better do my own job honestly first.

Shu Tongtong didn't quite understand these things.

She is just over five years old this year, close to six years old, and she is a child who has to bite her finger to count even 45 minus 19.

But he supports every decision Dad makes.

A father and a daughter went to buy two cute sticks, ate them together and went home.

As soon as he got home, Shu Cheng first poured a glass of warm water for himself and his daughter, and then turned on the TV.

"Tongtong, what song do you want to listen to today?"

"Well... let's listen to 'Ten Miles of Spring Breeze' today, okay? Dad."

Shu Cheng nodded lightly, then switched to this song.

The soothing prelude sounded, and Shu Tongtong sat on Shu Cheng's lap facing Shu Cheng from the side, and gently massaged Shu Cheng's arm.

"I'm inside the Second Ring Road."

"thinking of you."

"You are on a distant mountain—"

"Ten miles of spring breeze."

The soft music played, and Shu Cheng's cell phone vibrated slightly.

It's Ke Xue's news.

"I'm home, don't worry."

"Ah."

After Shu Cheng replied the message, he thought about today's income, future life, and the bright corneas.

But gradually, Shu Tongtong's strength became weaker and weaker. Shu Cheng looked down, and at some point, she had already fallen asleep on his chest.

He smiled slightly, picked up a small blanket from his side and gently put it on her body, and then lowered the voice of the song a little.

Then a trace of fatigue began to hit like drizzle.

"Take All Spring"

"It's all rubbed into one morning."

"Turn all the unstoppable words—"

"Become a secret and close the door."

"I have to turn the years into songs"

"Stay in Shanhe."

In the warm lighting, amidst the plain singing, the breathing of two people, one big and one small, sounded softly.

……

In front of a luxuriously decorated private room, Fan Yu walked in with some bright makeup and a long black dress.

At this time, there was a man with a fat figure and thinning hair sitting domineeringly inside.

Fan Yu's expression suddenly darkened.

This man is 33 years old, worth more than 3 million yuan, and his character is not bad in other people's population.

However, his appearance is too ordinary.

Even compared with Shu Cheng, it's hard to know how much worse it is.

"Hi, I'm Wang Xu!"

"You are Miss Fan Yu, you have long admired your name."

"It was only when I saw her today that I realized that I am even more beautiful than the picture."

The man spoke politely, and his quality is not bad.

Logically speaking, all his conditions are already considered very good, and Fan Yu should have no reason to refuse.

However, after talking for more than ten minutes, Fan Yu hurriedly left on the pretext that he was not feeling well.

She couldn't accept a person who was so much uglier than Shu Cheng, and his amount of money was not enough to make Fan Yu go against her will.

arrive home.

Fan Yu looked at the fruit peels, paper towels and other garbage on the desk, as well as the clothes on the sofa.

The mood that was already a little irritable became more dull.

How could the house be such a mess.

In the past, no matter when she came home, the house was neat and tidy, fresh and refreshing, with some natural air fresheners for the fragrance.

She knew it was the man's credit, but subconsciously she didn't want to admit it.

"How about it, daughter, is that man not bad?"

At this time, Du Lihua, who was taking care of her skin, came out of the bedroom and asked.

Fan Yu frowned, and said with some disgust: "No, he doesn't look very good, and the smell of copper is too strong. He always mentions money when he says anything. He doesn't understand women's thoughts and doesn't know how to take care of others."

Du Huali stopped what she was doing: "Actually, I think it's pretty good looking."

"And you can't just look at someone's face. He and Shu Cheng are naturally incomparable, but he is rich! His assets are more than 3 million."

After Fan Yu heard about it, he was a little disdainful: "It's all the property of the company, most of which are in the hands of his father. He doesn't have much working capital at all. If he has money, he doesn't have as much money as we do."

Du Huahua thought about it for a while, and seemed to think it made sense. She was determined not to find a man who was not as rich as them.

"That's fine, this is not good, then Mom will contact you again, you are still young and have plenty of time, so I don't believe you can't catch a rich man."

I don't know why, but Fan Yu's irritability suddenly rose in a sentence that was obviously normal.

She said impatiently: "Mom, don't talk about that first, you stay at home all day, why don't you clean up the house."

Hearing her words, Du Huali was also a little upset.

"What do you mean, your mother and I don't stay at home all day. I get my hair done in the morning, manicures in the afternoon, and help you contact your blind date in the afternoon. Am I not busy all day?"

"But the house is indeed a bit messy, but we can find a part-time worker." It seemed that she herself felt that it was a bit bad to say this, so she added another sentence.

Fan Yu became even more irritable: "I don't like strangers entering my room."

When Du Hua heard this, she laughed and said, "Why don't you watch and clean up first, I've been busy all day today, and now I have to put on a mask, I really can't move."

Hearing this, Fan Yu looked at Du Huali, opened his mouth to say something, but finally endured it and tidied up the house silently.

An hour later, she cleaned up the house, washed up, and answered the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't help feeling an indescribable sense of loss and irritability.

Just looking at the bedroom with the wall lamp, there is no trace of living with Shu Cheng, as if they have never been married.

The wedding photo was lost by Shu Cheng a long time ago, and all Shu Tongtong's dolls, clothes, etc. were also taken away.

In a daze, she couldn't help taking out her phone, scrolling down to find Group S, and found Shu Cheng's name.

"Has Tongtong slept? How is she doing?"

After waiting for 2 minutes, the expected beep did not appear.

(End of this chapter)