"Hehe." Nangong Jue was too lazy to argue about this. "During the marriage, I won't be stingy and cut off your living expenses. I will still transfer money to your card at the beginning of each month."
"Will this be included in the breakup fee?"
"No."
"Oh, you're so generous, Your Excellency." Le Yao slapped her thigh. "Don't worry, I won't bother you for a single minute this year." With a monthly allowance of over a million, she could live a life of leisure without having to work hard. "Then I won't bother you any longer, Your Excellency. Goodbye." With that, she opened the car door and rushed out, ignoring the rain outside.
Nangong Jue didn't even have time to say that there was an umbrella in the car. He could only watch the figure disappear into the rain, his brows furrowing. To be honest, he didn't even know what he was doing. But whatever, he had never had any illusions about marriage anyway. If it wasn't this woman, it would be someone else. And women... just thinking about He Rong made him feel utterly bored.
It's already a blessing from God that I don't have misogyny.
Le Yao returned to Qiao Qiao's dorm room soaking wet, while Qiao Qiao, who had also been caught in the rain and had just taken a shower, was startled: "What happened to you? Did you run back from the Civil Affairs Bureau? Are you stupid? Couldn't you have taken a taxi?"
"No, no," Le Yao waved her hand. "I'll wash up first, and we'll talk later."
Half an hour later, while drying her hair, Le Yao repeated her conversation with Nangong Jue.
Qiao Qiao's gaze was a little strange, but she didn't say anything in the end. After all, when it comes to matters of the heart, only the person experiencing it knows whether it's hot or cold. As an outsider, she really shouldn't say too much. Anyway, this girl has sobered up now and won't suffer any losses.
Having resolved the divorce issue, Le Yao suddenly felt much lighter, her mind worked much better, and she seemed to achieve twice the results with half the effort when doing exercises or reading books.
And just like that, the final exams arrived in the blink of an eye.
There were seven courses offered this semester, two of which will have exams next semester. So, Leyao only registered for five courses and it took her three days to finish them.
The make-up exam was only one day after the first exam.
It's finally all over, and I feel like I've shed a layer of skin.
"Finally, another hurdle has been overcome." Qian Meiqi let out a long sigh of relief. "Studying has never felt so tiring before." She glanced at Le Yao as she spoke. "But it's tiring yet enjoyable. I'm sure I'll pass this time."
“My English is just a bit of a mystery to me,” Song Qiaoqiao sighed. “I’ve realized I just don’t have a talent for languages. I have to take the CET-4 exam next year, and I guess I’m doomed.”
"It's okay, there's still time. Let's cheer each other on." Le Yao patted the shoulders of the group. "Alright, go back and rest now, relax for a few days."
"Oh, right." Qian Meiqi had just turned to leave when she suddenly stopped. "My uncle's family is having a party this Saturday night. Why don't you come and join us?"
"Your uncle's house...is it really appropriate for us to go?" Qiao Qiao hesitated. Qian Meiqi's uncle was the top official in Xiling City, a person in politics, so there would be many restrictions and taboos.
“What’s not good? It’s because my cousin has returned from graduating abroad, and my aunt and uncle want to introduce her to everyone, since she’s not getting any younger…” Qian Meiqi waved her hand, “They asked me to bring my friends over so we can eat, drink, and chat, since we won’t be seeing each other for two months.”
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