When her child, who is in college, came home for dinner and saw that there was no meat in the dishes, she immediately complained.

"What is this? It tastes awful and you still gave it to me. You don't like me, do you? If you don't like me, just say so. I'm not coming back."

After saying a few words, the two children left.

Before leaving, the two were still muttering to themselves, "Let's go eat big plate chicken later."

They completely ignored their elderly mother who had no strength left to call out to them.

At this moment, Wang Meili was in so much pain that her face turned deathly pale, and she had been lying on the dining table, having slept for an unknown amount of time.

When I woke up again, I had no choice but to pack my things and planned to dump the trash in the trash can at the entrance of the alley.

There was a slope at the entrance of the alley. Wang Meili had to climb up the slope to dump the garbage in. After finally climbing up the slope, her legs gave way and she tumbled down the slope, lying there in a disheveled state.

Her husband walked by, took the money from her, and ignored her completely.

Wang Meili lay on the ground, looking at the pitch-black night, feeling utterly desolate.

She didn't understand how she had gotten to this point.

Perhaps I should stand up as Geng Xiangmei said, so that I can escape the abyss of suffering.

Under the streetlights, a slender figure in high heels slowly approached, bent down, and began to speak softly.

"This time, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

...

When Lin Qingtong returned to Wutong Manor, she saw Shen Tinghe sitting there flipping through documents.

Beside her were delicious dishes that had been prepared in advance, all of which were Lin Qingtong's favorite foods.

Lin Qingtong leaned closer to see what he was doing, but Shen Tinghe closed the file the instant she got close, slowly turned his head, and his sharp, cold gaze lingered on Lin Qingtong.

She pursed her thin lips slightly and spoke softly.

"You're back. Sit down and eat quickly."

Seeing that he didn't want her to see the documents and had no intention of pursuing the matter, Lin Qingtong sat down at the dining table.

Under the soft glow of the lights, Lin Qingtong's delicate features appeared even more beautiful and captivating, and Shen Tinghe smiled.

The life he was living now seemed to be what he had always dreamed of, waiting for his beloved to come home for dinner every day.

Seeing her happy face made it all seem worthwhile.

But the next second, Shen Tinghe shattered this scene with his own hands.

But—he bought all of this with his own money.

The validity period is three months.

In three months, all of this will be over.

Lin Qingtong will never be content to stay at home; she will soar in the free and blue sky, becoming an unattainable eagle.

right!

She should have been an eagle, with an indomitable spirit, soaring high in the sky.

Shen Tinghe looked at her, with no intention of breaking her wings. He simply served her a bowl of chicken soup, his tone still distant and indifferent.

"What have you been busy with lately? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lin Qingtong raised an eyebrow at the other person, unable to help but secretly speculate in her heart.

Does this person want to give me resources?

But she also wanted to beg him.

How could Lin Qingtong easily let go of the benefits right in front of her? These were all unconditional resources she had obtained in exchange for a three-month contract.

Then she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"need."

Shen Tinghe casually clasped his long, slender fingers together, his gaze deepening.

"Then call out to me."

Lin Qingtong was only stunned for a moment before shouting without hesitation.

"Shen Tinghe".

As a result, Shen Tinghe frowned slightly and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"That's not the right way to address me; you should use a different one."

Lin Qingtong cupped her cheek with her slender fingers, a smile of interest appearing in her eyes.

"Tell me, what should I call you?"

Shen Tinghe stared intently at Lin Qingtong with his dark pupils for a long time before slowly speaking.

"I think you should call him—Tinghe?"

His eyes brightened slightly, and he added another one.

"Or your brother?"

When he mentioned the latter part, Shen Tinghe's lips curled into an almost suppressed smile.

Lin Qingtong gently tapped the table with her slender fingertips, a faint smile spreading across her face.

"Why--"

She answered Shen Tinghe's last two words with a playful expression.

Before Shen Tinghe could say anything, she burst into laughter.

Shen Tinghe was originally going to be angry, but when he saw the smile on her face, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're taking advantage of me."

Lin Qingtong forced herself to stop laughing, tears welling in her eyes as she gazed at Shen Tinghe.

"So what resources are you going to give me? Just tell me, I'm already cooperating with you."

After she said that, she had a smile on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

It looks somewhat fake, like wearing a mask.

Shen Tinghe felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he quickly concealed it.

She lowered her eyes, a glint of light flashing in her dark pupils.

At least now Lin Qingtong is willing to act with him, isn't she?

He has at least three months left.

At least they are still together now, looking at each other's smiling faces.

Lin Qingtong stared intently at Shen Tinghe, her eyes revealing her undisguised ambition.

Shen Tinghe naturally knew, and then curled the corners of his mouth and slowly uttered a sentence.

"I can help you deal with celebrity home decor."

I thought Lin Qingtong would accept this help, but she directly and decisively refused.

"What do you mean by 'help'? I don't want your charity for no reason. What I want are resources, and I want to defeat Star Home Furnishings on my own."

"Instead of letting the other party go bankrupt and shut down with a wave of your hand."

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