After I died, Master Fu let Bai Yueguang be buried with me

Jiang Yuyan sneered.

This is indeed what Ruan Cuifen cares about most.

It seemed that she had recovered from the shock of their divorce.

Know to call her son and ask the most important questions.

Of course, what Jiang Yuyan cares most about is how much property Fu Tingkun will give her after the divorce.

When will the 100 million in cash and several properties that Fu Tingkun promised her arrive?

Jiang Yuyan was just thinking about it when a notification sounded from her cell phone.

It was a reminder from the bank about changes in her account funds.

This bank card number was the one she had previously left with the lawyer who was handling Fu Tingkun's divorce from her.

Jiang Yuyan lowered her head and carefully counted the extra zeros in her account.

It really is one hundred million!

I didn't expect that the divorce settlement promised by Fu Tingkun would arrive so quickly.

Jiang Yuyan's mood suddenly improved.

Downstairs, Ruan Cuifen was anxious and angry: "What? One hundred million? Are you crazy? Divorce if you want! Why give her so much money?"

Ruan Cuifen obviously couldn't accept it.

She was able to take this huge sum of money from her son when she divorced.

Even one hundred million is a drop in the bucket for Fu Tingkun.

But in Ruan Cuifen's eyes, every penny her son gave her was too much.

As a woman who has never given birth to a child for her son, she should not get a penny and should be kicked out of the house with nothing.

But no matter how unhappy Ruan Cuifen was.

It is a fact that she received 100 million yuan.

Not only are her adoptive mother's medical expenses guaranteed, but she will also have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

Jiang Yuyan could finally leave with peace of mind.

After being married to Fu Tingkun for three years, her performance fee for playing the role of deeply loving him was more than worth it.

In the evening, Jiang Yuyan met with her good friend Chen Rong at the agreed bar.

This is a high-end bar in City A, and the consumption level is quite high.

But Jiang Yuyan is rich now, so she doesn't care so much about money.

The most important thing is that she and Chen Rong are going to talk about her fake death and leave today.

You have to choose a better place where you can talk without being disturbed.

When the two arrived, there were not many people in the bar.

They chose a relatively quiet booth and sat down.

After chatting for a few sentences, Jiang Yuyan suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing by a booth opposite.

"Luo Yifeng!"

She recognized him at once.

"Who?" Chen Rong beside her was puzzled.

"Fu Tingkun's good friend and childhood friend!"

"It's not such a coincidence, is it?"

It really is such a coincidence.

Not only Luo Yifeng came, but Fu Tingkun also came.

There was also a group of young men they didn't know, but they were obviously part of their circle.

They are all here!

And just sit in the booth opposite them!

Fu Tingkun didn't pay attention when he came in.

After sitting down, I looked up and saw Jiang Yuyan sitting in the booth opposite.

His eyes narrowed.

The young men around him had obviously also seen Jiang Yuyan.

Everyone was stunned.

"A Kun, could it be that your ex-wife also came here to celebrate being single?" someone teased Fu Tingkun.

Luo Yifeng kicked her directly: "How is it possible? Jiang Yuyan must have come here to cry!"

The other young masters all agreed.

She was dumped by Fu Tingkun and lost her identity as Mrs. Fu, so she must have come here to cry.

Fu Tingkun pursed his lips and said nothing.

His dark and deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuyan.

Jiang Yuyan looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away guiltily.

She hurriedly asked her friend beside her: "They won't hear what we just talked about, right?"

All they were talking about was her plan to fake her own death and leave.

Although they haven't started talking about it yet, if this matter gets to Fu Tingkun's ears, everything will be over.

Jiang Yuyan just successfully got her divorce and received another 100 million yuan.

Things were going as she planned.

She didn't want any more complications.

"No, there's a distance between us. Besides, there's lots of singing and dancing going on in the dance floor, and it's quite noisy." Chen Rong immediately comforted him.

But Jiang Yuyan still felt uneasy.

I wanted to leave immediately to avoid any more accidents.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang at this time.

It was sent by Xiaowen.

He said he was parking the car and would be there soon.

Xiaowen came to discuss with her about helping her fake her death.

He hasn't arrived yet, so it's not convenient for Jiang Yuyan to leave first.

I can only continue sitting for the time being.

But Fu Tingkun was sitting in the booth opposite.

Under his watchful eyes, Jiang Yuyan didn't dare mention her fake death to Chen Rong again.

The two quickly started chatting about other things while watching the performance on stage...

Fu Tingkun kept drinking after he sat down.

His eyes glanced in Jiang Yuyan's direction from time to time.

She seemed different tonight.

When Jiang Yuyan was Mrs. Fu, she always dressed like a lady.

But tonight she came out wearing only a sundress.

Her hair was also permed into big waves.

The most important thing is that her makeup is very gorgeous.

Fu Tingkun had never seen her with such beautiful makeup before.

Tonight, she is like a dark night enchantress.

It attracted the attention of many men in the bar.

Could it be that she started looking for a man right after she divorced him?

The more Fu Tingkun thought about it, the more depressed he became.

He drank more and more alcohol.

A dangerous aura emanated from his entire body.

Luo Yifeng, who was sitting closest to him, naturally noticed it first.

He thought Fu Tingkun should be very happy since he officially divorced today.

So I invited a few childhood friends to get together here today.

Celebrating Fu Tingkun's single life.

But he had been observing Fu Tingkun for a while.

He didn't seem as happy as he thought he would be.

"A Kun, what's with that expression on your face?" Luo Yifeng stared at him and couldn't help asking.

Fu Tingkun ignored him.

He poured himself another glass of liquor and drank it in one gulp.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuyan who was sitting in the booth opposite.

Luo Yifeng followed his gaze and couldn't help but yelled "Fuck!"

"A Kun, are you regretting this?" he asked in disbelief.

Fu Tingkun looked back at him with sharp eyes and said in a cold voice: "Do you think it's possible?"

Luo Yifeng shrank his neck and muttered softly, "Is it impossible?"

His current reaction doesn't seem like he's happy about finally getting divorced.

Instead, I feel very depressed and unhappy...

If you don’t know, you might think that Jiang Yuyan abandoned him?

Fu Tingkun's handsome face tensed and became a little more fierce.

Luo Yifeng didn't dare to provoke him again and drank silently on the side.

His eyes lingered on Fu Tingkun and Jiang Yuyan.

Just then, a man in a fashionable white coat came over.

He actually sat down next to Jiang Yuyan.

Someone recognized him: "Hey, isn't that Xiaowen?"

"Which Xiaowen?"

"He's the famous gigolo who hangs out with rich women!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone on their side looked at Fu Tingkun.

Luo Yifeng was outspoken and couldn't help but ask directly:

"A Kun, your wife, oh no, your ex-wife, wouldn't she just call a gigolo after divorcing you, right?"