Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Aunt Zhang, Ruyi likes to eat fruit, don't forget to give it to her."

Placing the fruit basket on the coffee table, she paced around and looked at this single-family mansion that was low-key yet luxurious.

The couple’s wedding room is even bigger than the Qiao Mansion, and the rooms are like a maze.

The overall decoration design is mainly black, gray and white, but it is also decorated with some slightly cute objects.

Qiao Ruyuan clenched her back teeth. She felt unhappy when she thought that this was the wedding room of Qiao Ruyi and Brother Ling Che.

Originally, the hostess of this house should have been her, Qiao Ruyuan!

"Miss Qiao." Aunt Zhang thought she was waiting for Qiao Ruyi to come back, so she reminded her, "Young Madam won't be back for dinner today, you..."

Upon hearing that Qiao Ruyi wasn't coming back, Qiao Ruyuan quickly asked, "Will Brother Ling Che come back?"

Aunt Zhang remembered that Ling Che had told him to come back for dinner at noon, so she nodded, "Yes, Master is back."

Qiao Ruyuan was delighted, "Aunt Zhang, go and cook. I'll stay and have dinner with Brother Ling Che."

Just as Aunt Zhang was about to go to the kitchen, she saw Qiao Ruyuan heading upstairs and reminded her in time, "Miss Qiao, the young mistress has said that the second floor is her and the young master's private space, and she doesn't like guests going up there."

Qiao Ruyuan smiled and said, "Aunt Zhang, I'm Ruyi's sister, not a guest."

Aunt Zhang knew her young mistress's temper and wanted to dissuade her, but she didn't dare to offend the second young lady of the Qiao family, so she didn't say anything more.

Qiao Ruyi doesn't like crowds of people, so apart from the servants who come to clean every day, only Aunt Zhang is left to take care of her and Ling Che's daily life.

Qiao went up to the second floor as he wished, and every little item he saw was worth a fortune.

She was about to explode with jealousy.

All of this originally belonged to her! Who would have thought that it would end up in the hands of that bitch Qiao Ruyi?

Wasn't she so arrogant because she was married to Brother Ling Che? Oh, sooner or later, she would have to pull her down from the position of the Young Lady of the Ling Family!

Qiao Ruyuan stopped in front of an open cloakroom. Hundreds of expensive watches were displayed in the glass cabinets. She looked at the row of closed cabinet doors and her heart began to beat rapidly.

I walked in quietly, pushed open the cabinet door, and rows of exquisite men's shirts appeared before my eyes.

She curled up the corners of her mouth, casually took off a white shirt, and a meaningful smile appeared in her eyes.

......

Royal Hotel.

In the box, there was a "bang" and the water cup was thrown heavily on the table.

"You are such a shameful stepmother!"

After hearing Qiao Ruyi talk about what happened at the Qiao Mansion, Song Xilan was so angry that her teeth itched, "Your sister is not a good person either!"

Qiao Ruyi smiled tiredly when she heard this.

That’s right, her daily life is so colorful, even more difficult than the 81 trials and tribulations that Tang Monk went through on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

"But I'm not much better off." Song Xilan said this, and her expression of excitement suddenly wilted. "My dad is urging me to get married and said he would arrange a blind date for me!"

Fang Ran lit a thin cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and said with a smile, "If getting married is really a good thing, why would we need to rush it?"

"That's right, can't I pick up the money if it falls on the ground?" Song Xilan became even more depressed.

Qiao Ruyi teased her deliberately, "I'm telling you, Xilan, if you don't get married, your only crime will be not getting married. But if you get married, you'll have many more crimes."

Song Xilan's eyes widened. "What crime?"

Qiao Ruyi counted on her fingers seriously and said, "She doesn't have children, she doesn't give birth to a boy, she doesn't have a second child, she doesn't take care of her husband, she doesn't respect her parents-in-law, she loves to sleep in, she doesn't do housework, she spends money recklessly, and she has bad relationships with relatives..."

With every word she spoke, the corners of Song Xilan's mouth turned down a little more.

Seeing her worried look, Qiao Ruyi added, "But there is also one biggest advantage of getting married."

"What?" Song Xilan's eyes lit up.

Qiao Ruyi subconsciously thought of Ling Che in her mind.

"Find your retribution with pinpoint accuracy!"

......

Yujingwan Villa.

A silver-gray Porsche 918 Spyder slowly drove in.

A deep, clear voice came through the car's connected phone line, instructing the person on the other end of the line, "Assistant Shen, just do as I say. If Mr. Zhuang asks, just say it was my idea."

After parking the car and reaching the door, I saw the door being pushed open.

Ling Che curled the corners of his mouth. Has he calmed down?

The door opens.

The person inside the door was holding the door frame and looking at him with a smile.

Ling Che looked at the similar features and frowned slightly, "Why is it you?"

"Brother Ling Che, you're back?"

Qiao Ruyuan was obedient and flattering. "What happened a few days ago was my fault and made you and my sister angry. I brought some fruit here today to apologize to my sister."

Ling Che walked in without saying a word, looking around the room but didn't see Qiao Ruyi.

Aunt Zhang came over from the kitchen when she heard the noise, "Master, the young mistress said she won't be home for dinner today."

Ling Che: "Where did she go?"

"My wife didn't say."

As soon as these words came out, the air pressure around Ling Che dropped instantly.

I came back specially to have dinner with her, but she didn't go home?

The porridge has been cooked, the medicine has been taken, and even the gifts have been given. Are you still not angry?

He turned around and sat on the sofa, tugged at his tie, and leaned his legs against the back of the sofa.

The slender fingers quickly tapped a few words.

Then he raised his head and looked at Qiao Ruyuan, his voice calm, "Are you not leaving yet?"

Qiao Ruyuan was stunned. Did Brother Ling Che dare her to leave?

"Brother Ling Che...I haven't had dinner yet."

No matter what, she is the second daughter of the Qiao family and Qiao Ruyi's younger sister.

He wouldn't even leave her dinner, would he?

Ling Che's narrow eyes were cold and dark, "Want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs?"

After that, he told Aunt Zhang, "Miss Qiao likes sweet and sour pork ribs. Aunt Zhang, pack some for her to take back."

Qiao Ruyuan choked for a moment. She didn't like eating this thing at all. If it weren't for Qiao Ruyi, she would never eat this disgusting thing!

Ling Che stared at the phone that had no reply, his expression darkening even more.

Aunt Zhang handed the takeaway box to Qiao Ruyuan, who took it with an unhappy look on his face.

Throwing his phone, which still had no reply, onto the sofa, Ling Che stood up and prepared to go upstairs. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Qiao Ruyuan.

Qiao Ruyuan pursed his lips, a hint of joy in his eyes.

Brother Ling Che wants to keep me for dinner?

Ling Che chuckled: "Your sister taught you that you should call me brother-in-law from now on. Do you understand?"

......

The sister game ended at around ten o'clock in the evening.

When Qiao Ruyuan's car drove into the front yard, the first floor was pitch black, but the light from the second floor shone through the all-round floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

She opened the door and went upstairs in confusion. Was Ling Che coming home?

As soon as I went up to the second floor, a biting cold air hit me in the face.

Ling Che had already taken a shower and was sitting elegantly on the sofa in the living room in a bathrobe, holding a foreign book in his hand.

Such a handsome face, but as cold as a lump of ice.

Seeing that he wasn't looking at her, Qiao Ruyi prepared to tiptoe away to remove her makeup and take a shower.

"Qiao Ruyi!"

Ling Che's cold voice came from behind, colder than the air conditioner at 18 degrees Celsius.