Mr. Lu's sky-high ex-wife

It was almost noon when Tang Qian returned to Lu Nanchen's villa.

She asked the servants in the villa, and Lu Nanchen didn't return all night last night.

"He really stayed with Liu Xu'er overnight."

But now she couldn't blame him anymore.

Last night, she also went to find a man.

The two of them are even.

At this moment, she received a notification of a friend request on her WeChat.

The black profile picture is called 808.

The hotel room number where she stayed last night.

I knew it was the man's number at a glance.

Tang Qian approved the friend request.

[How much was last night?I pass it on to you. 】

808: [[-] million a month, how much do you think should be given a night? 】

Tang Qian pinched his fingers and calculated.

Good guy, the price of more than 300 million a night...

She cheekily asked: [If I can chip in the money, we've been dating for three months, can you give me a night as a gift? 】

After waiting for a long time, there was no answer.

No answer is the default.

Tang Qian put away her mobile phone, went upstairs and began to pack her luggage.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Nanchen came home from get off work.

Tang Qian has been waiting in the living room for a long time.

After he entered the living room, she stood up and handed him two divorce agreements that had already been printed.

"I've already signed the divorce agreement. Check to see if there is any problem. If there is no problem, sign it."

Lu Nanchen picked up the divorce agreement and read it.

When he saw the financial compensation terms of the divorce agreement, he sneered.

Three hundred million?

This morning he was still thinking about how she would get [-] million to fall in love with him.

It turned out that the idea was directed at him!

Using his money to support other men, she really knows how to plan carefully!

"Didn't you say you were going to leave the house yesterday? Why do you want another [-] million now?"

Tang Qian's eyes flickered, she felt a little guilty, but her face was very calm, "I donated blood for your sweetheart for three years, and it is reasonable to ask for compensation."

"What? Do you think the life of your sweetheart is not worth [-] million?"

Hearing the words "sweetheart", Lu Nanchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He took a deep look at Tang Qian, then picked up the pen on the table, and signed his name without hesitation.

Tang Qian watched him write his name in a smooth manner, and his heart felt like someone had stabbed him, and the pain was piercing.

He didn't even have the slightest hesitation, and he didn't feel any reluctance for her.

Perhaps it was a relief for him that she proposed a divorce on her own initiative?

After all, the reason why he agreed to marry her three years ago was not only her promise to give blood transfusion to his sweetheart Liu Xu'er, but also the coercion from his grandfather.

Grandpa Lu liked her very much. If it wasn't for the old man's help, she would not have been able to marry Lu Nanchen so smoothly.

Tang Qian let out a breath, turned and went upstairs.

She went back to her room to get her already packed luggage, and when she turned around to leave, she found that Lu Nanchen had followed her up.

She paused, and decided to say hello: "I'm leaving, take care."

Lu Nanchen glanced at the box behind her, "Is everything finished?"

"Yeah." Tang Qian nodded lightly, "Don't worry, I've brought everything, and nothing will be left to block your eyes."

Lu Nanchen was a little lost.

She has lived here for three years, and there is only one suitcase of luggage.

Looking around, her things have been taken away, but there is no change in the room.

It was as if she had never existed in the past three years.

Lu Nanchen came back to his senses, and asked quietly: "Is there a place to live? I have a few idle villas under my name, and I can transfer one to you."

Tang Qian looked at him in astonishment.

Is he caring about her?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not caring about you. I'm afraid that if you live on the street, the old man will come and whisper in my ear." Lu Nanchen explained coldly.

Tang Qian lowered her eyelids to hide the disappointment in her eyes.

"No, I have a place to live. And you have promised to give me [-] million property, that's enough."

Tang Qian dragged the suitcase out of the community.

Lu Nanchen silently sent her to the intersection.

The two waited quietly at the intersection for a taxi. After waiting for a few minutes, a taxi stopped.

"Don't disclose our divorce to the public for the time being. Grandma's [-]th birthday will be in two days. I'll find a chance to talk to the two old people after her birthday."

Before Tang Qian was about to get in the car, Lu Nanchen spoke slowly.

Tang Qian felt a little sour in her heart.

Did he send her out just to say this?

"it is good."

Tang Qian dragged her luggage and got into the car.

From the moment I got in the car, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

She thought she wouldn't cry, but when she left, her heart seemed to have been dug out, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

Her tears didn't stop until she got off the car.

She dragged her suitcase and took the elevator back to her home on the 11th floor.

This house was purchased for her by her mother when she was alive.

She had already called someone to clean it during the day, and also bought some daily necessities.

She purposely arranged this place very warmly, but the warm arrangement could not warm her heart.

At this moment, she just felt so cold and so empty in her heart.

She threw her luggage in a corner of the living room, as if she had been drained of strength, she sat slumped on the carpet, her tears flowing like a river breaking an embankment.

Her youth, her love, is completely over tonight.

She worked hard for three years, but she still couldn't restore her love with Lu Nanchen.

Tonight, she cried for Lu Nanchen for the last time.

After tomorrow, she will live for herself.

She fell asleep crying and crying.

She didn't wake up until the next morning.

After crying all night, my eyes are swollen like light bulbs.

After freshening up, she sent a message to 808: [Do you have time to meet at noon today?I've got the money ready, let's meet and talk about our relationship. 】

808 replied quickly: [Send me the time and address. 】

Tang Qian: [One o'clock in the afternoon, I haven't decided on the location yet, I'll send it to you when I do. 】

808: [OK. 】

Tang Qian went out early at 808:[-] noon, had a simple lunch nearby, then found a quiet coffee shop, booked a location at the entrance, and sent the address to [-].

At this time, the Lu Group.

A high-level meeting had just ended, Lu Nanchen walked out of the meeting room with a sullen face and a cold air.

Lu Zuo trotted to keep up with him.

"Mr. Lu, the local government of the project in country c has agreed to issue a construction permit, but you need to sign a few agreements in person. I have already booked a plane for you to fly to country c at noon today. Now it's time to go to the airport. If you can catch the plane to take off, you can arrive in country c at about [-] pm."

Lu Nanchen: "Contact over there to change the time to sign the contract, or ask them to send someone over to sign the contract. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I can't go."

Lu Zuo broke out in a cold sweat, and said embarrassingly: "The Prime Minister of Country C signed the agreement in person, so I'm afraid it's not good to reject it or let him come to sign the agreement in person?"

Lu Nanchen said incredulously: "Then give up the project over there!"

Lu Zuo looked confused.

That project has been in preparation for two years, and it was only finalized this year.

If it can be negotiated, in the next ten years, that project will increase the company's net profit by at least 50 billion every year.

That is the company's key project this year, but the president actually gave up when he said he would give up?

Even if the Lu family is rich and powerful, they can't be so capricious!

"President, what are you busy with in the afternoon? Can't it be postponed? Or tell me, I'll do it for you?"

Lu Nanchen's cold eyes fell on him, "If you continue to talk so much, you won't be able to go to work tomorrow!"

Lu Zuo shrank his neck in fright, and didn't dare to say another word, so he could only bite the bullet and call the person in charge over there to convey the meaning of their president.

One p.m.

Tang Qian came to the coffee shop on time.

She ordered a cup of coffee and waited quietly.

At about 01:30, a tall shadow came head-on with a strong sense of oppression.

Tang Qian raised her head and saw a tall man standing opposite her.

Looking at that face, Tang Qian was stunned...