Wen Lan is certainly not a greedy person. That time, Song Yinong took the initiative to offer 60 yuan in compensation.

Wen Lan did not regard this money as compensation for mental damage.

Rather, Song Yinong knew exactly how much income he had concealed after marriage.

The 60 is only a part of the common property.

When Song Yinong saw that Wen Lan was so tolerant and generous, he quickly bowed his head to apologize.

"Okay, okay, tell me your conditions and I'll try my best to meet your requirements."

Wen Lan glared at them.

"First, your parents must formally apologize."

"Mom, apologize, please apologize quickly."

Song Yinong was delighted when he heard the first condition.

To apologize is just to say sorry and salute, it’s too simple.

Jia Hudie hesitated and didn't want to bow her head.

At this time, Song Changgen arrived in time as a substitute player.

"How can you apologize? You can't do that!"

This timid ending sound "de ma", these standard orchid fingers.

The turtle bomb from our black-hearted in-laws team makes a grand appearance!

The waiter in the lobby bar worked hard and seriously, and brought the drink menu immediately.

"King Bomb" Song Changgen rolled his eyes and ordered a cup of the cheapest green tea.

He and Jia Hudie, one red and one green, can be regarded as the left and right protectors of the scumbag son Song Yinong.

"Dad, apologize quickly. Just say sorry. The 60 yuan you paid last time can be used to offset the loss."

Song Yinong quickly explained to his father.

"Oh, so we can save 60. Then I'll apologize!"

"I'm sorry, Wen Lan, I won't hit you again."

What the hell is this? Don’t fight me anymore?

Who do you think you are? Just because I give you some colors, you can start a dyeing factory, right?

"What I want is a formal, public, and solemn apology."

Wen Lan ignored her black-hearted parents-in-law and said to Song Yinong.

"Ah? Then tell me."

Song Yinong didn't expect that the conditions proposed by Wen Lan were quite complicated. He could choose one of the following.

"Publish a signed apology in the newspaper, one hundred words."

"Signed social media apology, 300 words."

"Handwritten self-criticism, signed and stamped, 2000 words."

When this black-hearted in-laws, or the left and right protectors, heard this, they were furious.

"Oh, Wen Lan, forget about publishing it in the newspaper. You'll be embarrassed."

"I wasn't the one who hit anyone, and I wasn't the one who tried to rob my daughter-in-law's family of their real estate, so why should I lose face?"

One question and one answer, Wen Lan KO!

"Oh, it costs money to put an advertisement in the newspaper. Don't waste it!"

"It's much cheaper to put it in the newspaper than 60 yuan, and it's not my money."

After a back and forth battle, Wen Lan KO!

"Well, well, 2000 words is too many!"

"Wow! 60 for just 2000 words. Best-selling authors don't earn as much as you do."

Wen Lan almost died of laughter.

"But we can't write many words!"

Pfft, pfft! Now I get to the point.

"It doesn't matter. You can write the pinyin and look it up in the dictionary, or you can draw a picture instead. It's all fine!"

Song Yinong knew that Wen Lan was deliberately making things difficult for him, and he also knew that it was indeed ridiculous for his parents to rob his mother-in-law's family's house.

The mistake is my own!

You create your own sins!

You'll have to pay for what you've done!

Why do you bully your daughter-in-law for no reason? Why do you covet other people's real estate?

If you beat and scold others and become greedy, you will have to pay the price.

Who is easy to bully? Who can let you bully?

"Mom and Dad, it's wrong for you to hit someone, so write a self-criticism."

After many considerations, mainly considering the possibility of saving 60 yuan, Song Yinong gave in.

"Leave it to me tomorrow."

Wen Lan added another sentence.

The left and right guardians lost all their powers;

The bear is old and has to leave.

Wait, Song Changgen and Jia Hudie, the black-hearted in-laws, did something very important before leaving the stage.

That is, I shouted several times, "Waiter, add hot water!"

Wen Lan still left some leeway for Jia Hudie.

The cup of tea she ordered was mixed with a bathtub worth of boiling water, and she went to the toilet several times.

If she hadn't taken the opportunity to steal the hotel's toilet paper, Wen Lan would have known her for nothing.

"Song Yinong, do you know the post-marital property I want to divide with you?"

Wen Lan saw that the time to discuss the house price with the agent was approaching, so she didn't want to argue with her scumbag husband anymore.

After all, this house in Qinfangyuan is the big deal.

"I have a rough idea."

"Okay, I'll give you a week to prepare the money."

"We'll be here again next week, at the same time, signing the divorce papers."

"I'm going to make it clear. Don't try to delay. It's useless. If you don't sign next week, I'll file for divorce."

"Once the lawsuit is filed, it will no longer be a situation that can be easily negotiated like it is today."

Song Yinong admitted defeat.

Song Yinong also recognized Wen Lan.

Last time, Wen Lan asked him to think carefully about "Who am I?"

He thought that Wen Lan was the honest and hardworking person who did housework all day long.

He thought that if he didn't give her living expenses, she would be the one who lived a poor life, finding joy in adversity and being able to bend and stretch.

After these few fights, he was a little afraid of Wen Lan.

Song Yinong then remembered why he married Wen Lan.

Her family is well-off, so they definitely don't ask for a dowry, and they even give a lot instead.

She is beautiful and simple, capable and talented. It would be foolish not to make good use of her.

Wen Lan had many suitors at the time, and she didn't think anything special of herself.

If he hadn't pretended to be so, and designed to make Wen Lan pregnant...

The more Song Yinong thought about it, the more he felt weak and lost confidence.

Once a woman like this wakes up and grows up, Song Yinong will have no good consequences.

"Well, just divorce me. I can't handle a woman like this who has brains."

"Men, you still have to find a wife like Shen Ruanruan!"

At night, Wen Lan and Song Yinong came out of the agency's negotiation room.

Song Yinong was restrained by the notarized document and supplementary agreement regarding the sale of the house.

He was quite cooperative, but the buyer still needed a few days to think about it.

This is normal. A house can cost millions, so one should be cautious.

After separating from Song Yinong, Wen Lan walked alone on the street.

After two negotiations that afternoon, she had stayed in the air-conditioned room for a long time and wanted to get some fresh air.

"Brother, this girl is alone, shall we take action now?"

Two pairs of malicious eyes were staring at Wen Lan all the time.

These two thugs have been following Wen Lan for two days and now they finally found an opportunity to take action.

"Go ahead. Just scare her, don't do it for real. It's not worth it."

The gang leader gave instructions on the phone.

The two figures with ulterior motives approached Wen Lan in the darkness of the night.

"Beauty, alone!"

Wen Lan was quite alert and immediately kept his distance.

"Beauty, I'm so lonely, please be my girlfriend!"

"Beauty, you have a great figure. Can you play with us brothers?"

The two men forced Wen Lan onto a small path and started to physically assault her.

"Don't do anything stupid, you two. There are cameras everywhere."

Although Wen Lan was scared, she was still very sober.

She remembered Bu Yufan's words and wanted to escape.

But those dirty claws would scratch her from time to time.

People wear less in summer, and Wen Lan felt dirty just thinking about it.

"Girl, aren't you quite flirtatious? You like to steal other people's boyfriends!"

When Wen Lan heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

"Try us, I promise I can make you lose your soul."

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