After that, in the elite circles of Xiling City, Han Binglan was a laughing stock. Especially after she fell in love with Nangong Jue at first sight and began to pursue him shamelessly, doing many embarrassing things, she was completely excluded from the elite circles.

Even though she registered her marriage with Nangong Jue last year, they didn't hold a wedding ceremony, and Nangong Jue has never publicly acknowledged his wife. Therefore, she remains a laughing stock.

Now that Nangong Jue has finally abandoned this joke, many people feel relieved.

It was unexpected that Han Binglan, who always appeared like a peacock, would appear in such a disheveled state today.

That outfit, at most, wouldn't cost more than five hundred yuan.

"Miss Han doesn't even have money to buy a dress? That's hilarious!" Sure enough, someone couldn't help but ask.

"What's so funny?" Le Yao turned her head and looked over, her expression very serious. "When I came back from the countryside, I didn't have a penny on me. My dad gave me two thousand yuan a month for pocket money, saying that girls don't need to have too much money. Because I was thin and small back then, I wore hand-me-downs from Han Xueqian..."

The expressions on everyone's faces immediately turned strange. All the girls present received at least tens of thousands of yuan in pocket money each month, and two thousand yuan wasn't even enough for a meal.

"Lanlan, what nonsense are you talking about? How could that be..." Zhou Yunmeng suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Aunt Zhou, I’m not making this up.” Le Yao’s eyes widened again. “Later, when I married Nangong Jue, you all said that Nangong Jue wasn’t short of money and wouldn’t mistreat me. You said I didn’t need a dowry, and that because my sister didn’t get into university, she had to donate money to go to school. Dad said that the company was in financial straits at the time…”

Han Xueqian's face turned deathly pale. Few people at the school knew that she had donated money to go to school. How could she dare to tell them?

Han Guosheng felt his temples throbbing even more violently: "You...shut up!"

"Dad, didn't you say we were family? Didn't you say you loved me the most? Why are you telling me to shut up? Now that Nangong Jue and I have agreed to divorce, I went to Zeyu Garden with nothing, so naturally I have to come out with nothing. But Lord Jue did promise to give me alimony, but I haven't received it yet..." Le Yao pouted, "So, I can only come back and spend the money my mother left me..."

She was actually quite puzzled as to why Cui Na would make a sixteen-year agreement. She even seriously suspected that the stupid author named Zi Xue Ning Yan was a Jin Yong fan, too heavily influenced by Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv.

A flicker of interest flashed in everyone's eyes; this was some big news.

"You silly child." Zhou Yunmeng's smile was almost gone. "We didn't even know you were divorced, and you didn't say anything... But this is your parents' home, you can come back to stay anytime..."

“Aunt Zhou, you didn’t know about my divorce? But Han Xueqian knew! She even comforted me several times at school…” Le Yao’s voice rose. “Isn’t that right, sister? Your best friend even comforted me by saying that I was divorced because of my bad character.”

Since Zhou Yunmeng spared no effort in creating the persona of a country bumpkin with no knowledge, she naturally had to solidify this unsavory image.