Chapter 80 She Doesn’t Have a Divorce Certificate

Hearing this, Li Quan looked at him with even more tenderness in his eyes.

Ever since Mr. Lu Er passed away four years ago and his second wife became a vegetative and comatose, the young master has undergone a complete transformation in his personality, becoming taciturn, cold, and aloof. His life has been very difficult.

So this is also the reason why he is willing to stay in the Yuhe Mansion as a housekeeper.

He felt that the young master was too lonely, and with him around, at least there was someone to keep the young master company.

"Master."

Li Quan stepped forward and handed him a file bag. "This is what Butler Ji sent today. He said the documents inside are all about some of Mr. Er's investment projects in other places. You need to sign them."

Lu Xiyan took a look and reached out to take it.

The file bag is very thick and looks like it contains a lot of documents.

"I heard these are all small businesses Mr. Er previously invested in under his company's name, covering a wide range of sectors. Now these industries are developing well and generating substantial returns," Li Quan said. "The chairman's message is that if you sign, all these projects will be transferred to your name."

"knew."

Lu Xiyan responded softly and said to him, "Uncle Quan, I want to be alone for a while, you go and rest first."

Li Quan nodded and looked at his tall figure almost hidden in the darkness. He couldn't help but think of the girl named An Ning who appeared at the gate of Yuhe Mansion some time ago.

He had seen the young master when he was with the girl, and he was genuinely happy and free.

At that time, Mr. and Mrs. Second also had a good impression of the little girl. She was polite, well-behaved, and spoke nicely.

What a pity...

Li Quan sighed lightly. If it weren't for that girl, the young master might still be the same as before.

......

In the quiet room at night, only a warm light is left on the bedside.

A gentle voice lingered in the room, just finishing a bedtime story.

An Ning gently patted little An Xian's back, looked at the child's sleeping face, and couldn't help but lower her head to place a light kiss on his fair face.

The little guy cried once before going to bed. When he saw An Ning's injured knee, tears started to flow down his face.

I hugged An Ning and kissed her for a long time, and asked her many times, "Does it hurt, Mom?"

An Ning gently told him over and over again, "Mommy doesn't feel any pain."

The little guy still cried out of heartache. After coaxing him for a long time and reading him a few bedtime stories, he slowly fell asleep.

An Ning put away the picture book and her eyes fell on her bandaged knees. A face with deep and delicate features seemed to appear before her eyes again.

In the past, when she had a small cut on her finger and it bled, he would get very nervous.

He would frown and say to her, "Ningning, your blood is very precious. You must not get hurt in the future."

At that time, she often rode the tram to and from get off work, and she fell and scraped her legs.

He would rush her to the hospital as soon as he got the news.

Once, the blood from his ankle was so much that his trouser legs were stained with blood. Lu Xiyan was so anxious that he cried.

That was the first time An Ning saw him cry in front of her.

An Ning will never forget the look of him holding back tears with red eyes, feeling heartbroken and guilty.

An Ning's fingertips gently touched the dry gauze on her knee, and her heart ached, and she found it difficult to breathe for a long time.

The phone on the counter suddenly lit up and a message popped up.

An Ning clicked on it and saw a message from the kindergarten admissions office: [Hello, Ms. An, due to household registration issues, An Xian's admission criteria do not match the kindergarten criteria. We may not be able to arrange for him to attend our kindergarten. We are very sorry.]

An Ning frowned slightly, stood up from the bed quietly, and walked out of the bedroom gently, holding on to the wall.

An Xian is going to kindergarten this fall, so she consulted the kindergarten admissions office teacher a while ago.

After seeing the message, she dialed the other party's number.

"Teacher Li, Xianxian's registered residence doesn't allow her to attend this kindergarten, right?"

"Yes, Miss An," the other party told her, "his registered residence is quite regional, so he can't attend this kindergarten at the moment."

Since An Xian’s household registration is in Anning, it is indeed difficult for him to attend a better kindergarten in Jinghai.

The other party then asked, "Is An Xian's father's household registration in Huaihai District, Beijing? If so, I suggest that the child be registered under his household registration so that he can be arranged into a better kindergarten in Huaihai."

Upon hearing this, An Ning frowned.

Lu Xiyan’s household registration can indeed allow Xianxian to attend the best kindergarten in Jinghai.

Thinking of this, she felt a surge of guilt.

Xianxian could have received the best education in Jinghai, and Lu Xiyan would have given her the best life, but because of her selfishness, she couldn't even get into a good school.

"I'm divorced."

An Ning asked softly, "Is there any other way, Teacher Li?"

"Is that so?" The other party seemed a little surprised. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Huaihai District also has relatively good private schools. There will be no problem for An Xian to enroll."

"Really?" An Ning asked hurriedly, "Are there any procedures required?"

"No need, Miss An," the other party said. "If you are a single mother, you may need to provide proof of single parenthood, such as a divorce certificate."

"Divorce certificate..."

An Ning lowered her eyes. She didn’t have a divorce certificate.

......

The next morning, An Ning called Li Chunfang and asked her, "Mom, do you know where Xiaoyu's family moved to?"

Li Chunfang had just finished an examination in the ward. When she heard An Ning's question, she thought for a moment, "Xiaoyu? His family moved to Sucheng. Xiaoyu's father made some money from his business in Sucheng and bought a house, so they moved away from Jinghai."

An Ning stood downstairs of the Haowei Group and frowned slightly, "Su Cheng?"

After leaving Jinghai four years ago, An Ning changed her contact information, cut off contact with everyone, and disappeared completely.

The purpose is to prevent Lu Xiyan from finding her and knowing her whereabouts.

This is what Mr. Lu requested.

A year after leaving, she tried to contact Song Xiaoyu, but also learned that she had changed her contact information.

She and Song Xiaoyu completely lost contact.

She had originally thought that Xiaoyu's family was still in Jinghai, but when she returned this time, she found out that they had already moved away. So many things had happened during her time back in Jinghai that it was only now that she remembered to ask Li Chunfang if she knew Song Xiaoyu's address.

"Yes, the whole family went to Suzhou," Li Chunfang said. "They haven't been back to Jinghai since they moved away."

An Ning asked, "Do you have their family's contact information?"

Li Chunfang thought for a moment and said, "No, her parents changed their phone number. At that time, everyone in our village was wondering if her family had become rich. They were afraid that neighbors like us would borrow money, so they stopped associating with us."

Seeing An Ning suddenly asking about Song Xiaoyu, Li Chunfang asked again, "Do you have something to do with Xiaoyu?"

"Yeah." An Ning said softly, "Go get something from her."

"Get something?" Li Chunfang asked. "What is it? Is it important?"

An Ning suddenly clenched her palms, it was very important.

Take her and Lu Xiyan’s divorce certificate.