Look good

Qiao Xing's punishment didn't end until dinner.

He was extremely thankful that he came late, otherwise his legs would have broken.

In the restaurant, the dishes are ready.

After Wu Bo counted the dishes and tableware, he left.

"Three take it easy."

……

A long dark dining table, Wen Changrong sat at one end of the long table, Shen Qinlan sat at the first position on the left, and Qiao Xing sat at the second position on the right.

On the long table are several just-right but hearty dishes, with a tangy aroma, and it seems that they have been prepared with care.

It's a pity that there are plenty of dishes, but none of them are Qiao Xing's favorite.

Qiao Xing likes spicy food, meat, and heavy oil.

Butter clear soup, green vegetables and white meat are on the table, and even chili peppers have never been seen.

And Shen Qinlan has always had a light taste, these dishes, needless to say, are probably made according to Shen Qinlan's taste.

Really...

Why bother.

Qiao Xing looked at the dishes on the table, and suddenly lost his appetite. He was perfunctorily picking up the food, only looking forward to the end of dinner.

Anyway, Wen Changrong has always adhered to the style of not talking when eating or sleeping, so the business of calling him over today must wait until dinner is over.

……

The meal was fairly quiet, but Wen Changrong's usual style of eating without saying a word was broken. From time to time, he brought food to Shen Qinlan during the meal and asked Shen Qinlan to eat more.

The two people over there come and go, a natural intimacy.

Qiao Xing turned into a background board, without saying a word the whole time, just lowered his head and cleaned the rice in the bowl.

After finishing the last sip of soup, Qiao Xing was about to look up to see how the two elders were eating, when the phone in the living room rang.

Wen Changrong was eating, so of course Uncle Wu answered the phone.

Within a few minutes, Uncle Wu walked into the restaurant and stood beside Wen Changrong.

"The young master will come back next month."

"Ah."

Wen Changrong nodded to show that he knew, and Uncle Wu walked out again.

Shen Qinlan over there also finished his last sip of soup. The man picked up a paper towel to wipe off the oil stains around his mouth, and then glanced sideways at Qiao Xing's empty bowl before getting up.

"Let's go, go to the living room and talk about business."

……

Back in the living room, there was a thick stack of divorce agreements on the table, and a lawyer who had been here for an unknown amount of time stood by the table.

Qiao Xing was not surprised at all when he saw this situation, but thought that the lawyers of the Wen family were too miserable. He was afraid that he had liver cirrhosis to come up with such a thick divorce agreement in such a short period of time.

The lawyer simply greeted Wen and Chen, then turned his attention to Qiao Xing.

"Mr. Joe."

"Hello."

"Miangui's surname is Chen."

"Lawyer Chen."

The two sat down, and Wen Changrong and Shen Qinlan sat on the sofa beside them and listened.

"This is the draft version of the divorce agreement." The lawyer pushed the thick divorce agreement on the table to Qiao Xing. "These are all discussed with Mr. Wen. I personally think that Mr. Wen's conditions are very generous and take good care of you. Take a look."

"Ok."

Qiao Xing opened the divorce agreement, and saw that the first line on the first page read: After signing this agreement, Party B (Qiao Xing) must complete all divorce procedures before the end of this month (August 8), and submit his All personal belongings should be moved out of Wen's Mansion (Address: XXXXXXX), otherwise...

Yo, I'm still in a hurry.

Qiao Xing quickly flipped through the first few pages of nonsense, jumped directly to the page about property division, and couldn't wait to read it.

In conscience, Wen Changrong treated him well.

Although the shares he held were not listed, the cash and currency such as bank deposits were written to be divided into half of him, and the real estate under his name was also allocated to Qiao Xing for several sets.

It even... wrote that after the divorce, Qiao Xing would be given a huge amount of child support every month.

There are also some messy company operating income, stock funds...

There are a lot of beautiful things in eyes, and Qiao Xing can't understand many terms.

"In fact, like child support, you don't have children, and you are also working adult men. Mr. Wen didn't need to pay, and there are some overseas funds..."

"Ah."

"However, Mr. Wen also sees your hard work these years, so the conditions are very generous."

"Ah."

Qiao Xing felt his head hurt from looking at those data terms. After flipping through, there were about a dozen pages of various details, and he didn't bother to read it. He just covered the divorce agreement and leaned back on the back of the sofa chair.

The lawyer was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What do you think, Mr. Qiao?"

"Hmm..." Qiao Xing didn't answer right away.

Shen Qinlan's gaze fell on Qiao Xing in an instant, with a bit of persuasive sharpness.

The lawyer sat up straight and asked again.

"Mr. Qiao, do you need to think about it again? Or are you dissatisfied with the division of property?"

When speaking, the lawyer's eyes stared at Qiao Xing very urgently, as if he didn't want to let go of any expression on his face.

——You know, Wen Changrong and Qiao Xing got married in a hurry at the beginning, largely due to Wen Changrong's impulsiveness.At that time, Wen Changrong was in a state of restlessness, so Wen Changrong didn't do any notarization of property before marriage.

If Qiao Xing wants to care about money, he can hire a good lawyer to fight a lawsuit.

When the time comes, then...

"Sir." Qiao Xing turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on Wen Changrong who had been keeping his eyes down all the time.

"These properties... can I not have any of them?"