I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

Jing Xixi's mind went blank for a while, and she scrolled down to read the comments.

There is only one -

[Jing Siyu is Jingci's mother and Jing Zhanheng's ex-wife.]

Kyocera's mother...

She knew all these words separately, but when put together they didn't form a sentence at all; they sounded so strange.

She didn't recognize the two characters after Jing Zhanheng, but how could she not know Jing? So what she was proud of was just what Kyocera once had?

For a moment, Jing Xixi wanted to rush out and ask why her mother didn't tell her.

But she held back.

I just clenched my fists, turned off the computer, and lay on the bed sobbing silently.

In the living room, Jing Siyu never thought of saying it actively, nor was she afraid that Jing Xixi would know, so she was thinking about the meaning of the barrage.

Why are the routines that worked before now being criticized?

"Siyu, have a cup of coffee first. I'll take care of the online issues."

Jing Siyu looked up, her eyes a little bloodshot.

[I still think the heroine should stand up for herself. Can she please stop showing such dejection in front of men? It makes me so angry!]

[That's the ungrateful guy's fault, what does it have to do with the heroine? Instead of scolding the mentally ill scumbag and the ungrateful guy, you're trying to make a name for yourself here.]

Her eyes flickered slightly, but not noticeably.

Wan Zhan placed a cup of hot coffee on the tea table in front of her, paused, and continued, "Don't worry, all the evidence is gone."

Jing Siyu took a sip of coffee in a daze. The bitter taste brought her back to her senses. She looked at Wan Zhan and whispered, "Okay."

^

at the same time.

In the Jing family villa, a one-sided quarrel was still going on in the tea room.

Jing Zhanheng sat as steady as a rock, nodding occasionally.

What he hated most during an argument was when one party remained silent and acted dumb, but after Gu Mo scolded him, “You’re sick, it’s all your fault,” he nodded obediently.

And he doesn't even know how to give in and coax her.

"Okay, okay, I don't care anymore." Gu Mo didn't look at Jing Zhanheng. She was so angry that she laughed and just pressed her temples to relieve the pain.

"Okay, leave it to Xiaoci." Jing Zhanheng was not surprised to hear her say this.

He was always calm, and at this moment he was still wearing his work suit, except that his tie was slightly loose, revealing a bit of his collarbone, and his eyelashes were slightly drooping, making him look even more calm and composed.

"..."

wqnmd!

Gu Mocha didn't drink the tea anymore. He couldn't fall asleep while awake, so he didn't need any refreshment.

She walked past Jing Zhanheng and walked out, and happened to bump into Jingci who had returned. Her face, as if turning a book, smiled softly and gently: "You're back, are you tired?"

Seeing this sharp contrast, Jing Zhanheng stood up with a cigarette in his hand.

Kyocera turned off her phone, her expression very obedient: "Aunt Gu, I have something to tell Dad. This hairpin is for you."

It’s the chocolate mousse hairpin she always wears on the show.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you downstairs." Gu Mo thought she asked him to keep it for the time being, so he didn't think much about it. He just put it in his pocket and looked behind him.

"Be careful with your words. Don't always act like a bossy CEO."

I won’t ask about the video at this time.

Jing Zhanheng: “…Yeah.”

Gu Mo walked down the stairs, looking back every few steps, and looked at Jing Zhanheng with a very unfriendly look.

Kyocera went in and closed the tea room door.

The aroma of tea fills the air, and there is a hint of coolness in the tranquility.

She walked over and sat down, calling out obediently, "Dad."

Jing Zhanheng only said "hmm" and leaned forward slightly to pour tea. His profile was as white as jade, his long eyelashes drooped with a faint shadow, and his whole body exuded a sense of emptiness and tranquility like ice and snow.

Next to him was an unopened document bag.

After a while, a cup of tea appeared on the table and Kyocera picked it up slowly.

Jing Zhanheng turned his indifferent face towards Kyocera, looked at him for a while, and said casually: "I am really surprised that you have changed so much today."

Kyocera didn't drink the tea and didn't speak.

The two have very similar personalities, yet they are a little different.

The former is more resolute and decisive, and disdains disguise.

The latter is better at playing with people's hearts, keeping everything in her own hands without showing it on the surface, making it impossible for people to guess what she is thinking.

Jing Zhanheng put down his teacup and looked away, as if he was talking about someone else.

"Jing Siyu used some trickery to get you, and later signed a marriage agreement with me. I never treated you as a daughter. If you want the company, you have to show your worth."

He looked indifferent and didn't even think there was anything wrong with saying this in front of a ten-year-old child, because he had more experience in seizing power.

"Since you have completely lost your feelings for her now," Jing Zhanheng reached out and picked up the document with his bony hands, "Take a look."

Kyocera glanced at the document in his hand, paused, and then reached out to take it.

Jing Zhanheng sat down to drink tea again. He probably didn't plan to sleep. He said concisely: "Tell me what you want to do after you finish reading it."

"Okay, Dad." Kyocera opened the document. The first page had the words "Prenuptial Agreement" in bold, and the rules and regulations below were extremely clear.

To sum up -

The man will not give any emotional investment to the woman. The woman knows that the man has someone he likes, and they voluntarily agree to get married.

Living expenses are paid by the man, and the woman is not allowed to dream of anything else (including love).

The woman only enjoys the title of Mrs. Jing, but is not allowed to handle private matters with this identity.

The most important thing: the woman must not hurt Gu Mo.

This is a very unequal document, but it seems normal from another perspective.

After all, Jing Zhanheng had made it very clear at the time that Jing Siyu had signed the agreement voluntarily, and she also understood that this marriage was just a nominal one and had nothing to do with love.

But she...

After getting married, not only did he forget the agreement, but he also gave out of self-admiration.

Kyocera thought about what Boss He said, and wondered if Jing Zhanheng had also been bewitched at that time...

"I don't feel anything," she put the document down, her eyes calm, "Dad, can this document be made public?"

"what ever."

He likes his current daughter more than the well-behaved Kyocera in the past.

^

On the second floor, Gu Mo held his chin and looked at the fish soup in front of him. It was a beautiful milky white color, with green onions floating on it, swaying unsteadily.

It wasn't until she heard footsteps coming down from the third floor that she sat up straight, turned around, and her expression changed instantly: "Xiao Ci, have a bowl of fish soup."

Kyocera was still holding the prenuptial agreement in her hand. Upon hearing this, she handed the agreement to the butler Mu beside her, then slowly moved over.

Just sat down.

"Xiao Ci, I don't care what videos are online, but we are the closest friends and should face this together. Don't you think so?"

Kyocera looked at the fish soup in the bowl, tilted his head, and said very honestly: "Yes."

Gu Mo smiled: "Then tell me what that video is?"

At first, I wasn’t sure about the direction of the public opinion storm, but now there’s nothing I can’t see.

"Aunt Gu, this is the first one you click on the hot search." After Kyocera said this, he lowered his head and took small sips of the fish soup without looking at Gu Mo.