Wang Peng has been reborn. He has returned to the day when his father forced him to give his college admission notice to his younger brother and dropped out of school to work and support his brothe...
After a long while, the crying finally stopped.
Li Mengjiao said with red eyes, "I will not force him to divorce me, and my name will never appear on Wang Peng's household registration."
“Uncle, my daughter won’t take a single penny of Wang Peng’s property. Is that alright?” Li Mengjiao added.
“This, this…” Li Keyong was speechless again.
A single mother in her early twenties supporting such a large James Bond family is a testament to the hardships she endured.
The key point is that James Bond is not an ordinary product, but a condom that has been criticized for a long time.
Li Keyong would go to the store to buy James Bond, and the clerk was a young girl, which always made him feel awkward.
After a long silence, he sighed, "Alright, as long as you can do those two things, I won't interfere."
"Thank you, Uncle, thank you so much," Li Mengjiao said hurriedly.
Li Keyong waved his hand, "You're busy, no need to see me off."
After saying that, he left the office, got out of the car with heavy steps, and got into his niece's Audi.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Li Mingzhu knew that things had not gone well, and said helplessly, "Just as I expected."
"Sigh!" Li Keyong sighed. "She didn't force Wang Peng to divorce, nor did she want the Wang family's property; that was her promise."
“The Wang family isn’t as wealthy as hers right now.” Li Mingzhu started the car and drove her uncle back to the Fifth Brigade.
After returning to the tobacco and alcohol shop from the Fifth Brigade, I met Wang Xia and a mother and son.
Wang Xia pulled her aside and whispered, "Sister-in-law, Li Mengjiao gave me eight hundred yuan to help out here for free before the start of the school term."
Li Mingzhu shook her head. The plan had failed; she still couldn't outsmart Li Mengjiao.
At this moment, Han Jianguo walked over and said, "Sister-in-law, I am Han Jianguo, a third-year computer science student."
"Oh? Hello, Senior Han," Li Mingzhu said.
“This is my mom.” Han Jianguo said, blushing. “My sister got into the provincial university, and my parents tried everything they could, but we still didn’t have enough for the tuition, a thousand yuan.”
"Sister-in-law, could you let my mom work here for a month? Just one month, as long as she can earn enough for her tuition," Han Jianguo pleaded.