At school, he didn't have to follow a schedule and could play basketball with his friends; school was his happy time.
Do I need an invoice?
After the initial surprise, he regained his composure. Although his mother had given him the money, it didn't mean he had complete control over it.
"No need, you can spend it as you see fit. Your monthly allowance will be 400. If you need to buy materials and don't have enough, you can let me know."
Mo Yan really felt sorry for the child, and Jiao Ziyu even said that the original owner was biased towards Jiao Ziang.
Jiao Zi'ang was clearly the most pitiful one. Jiao Ziyu earned eight thousand a month, while Jiao Zi'ang didn't receive a single penny.
Jiao Ziyu can live on her own, eat whatever she wants, and do whatever she wants.
Jiao Ziang, on the other hand, had nothing and was still being controlled.
Judging from this, it should be Jiao Ziang who is the one who breaks down.
Besides, it was Jiao Ziyu who didn't want to stay with the original owner of the body; she wanted custody of the two children, but Jiao Ziyu refused.
As for why, that's unclear.
"Mom, why are you suddenly giving me money? Are you feeling unwell?"
His mother suddenly seems like a completely different person; it's a bit scary.
"No, I just feel it's not right for me to give Jiao Ziyu 8,000 a month and not give you a penny."
No matter how good I am to her, it's no use; she still thinks it's all my fault.
Jiao Zi'ang, tell me, was I wrong to get a divorce?
Mo Yan was surprised to find that Jiao Ziang was actually quite clever, as he actually thought she was sick. It seemed she needed to put on a dramatic act for a while.
"No, Mom, you should get a divorce. He's wronged you so much. Don't listen to Jiao Ziyu's nonsense. I've always supported you."
Jiao Zi'ang frowned, wondering what Jiao Ziyu was up to now.
“I think so too. I can’t forgive someone who’s tainted. Since it’s not my problem, then Jiao Ziyu is the problem.”
Mo Yan frowned, looking thoughtful, which made Jiao Ziang think, "Hmm, it's still this mother."
"Mom, I think you should take Jiao Ziyu to see a psychologist. You can't just assume she's sick. Of course, you can make two appointments and say you're the one who's seeing her. What do you think?"
Jiao Ziang spoke cautiously. His mother seemed to be in a good mood today, so perhaps he could try a more roundabout approach.
He actually felt that his mother was sick, because his mother wasn't like this before.
She is very open-minded and loves them very much.
She often dressed them up in a very cute way, and if that scumbag hadn't hurt her, she wouldn't have had emotional problems.
She just loves them too much, that's why she turned out this way.
Mom is just sick.
She didn't know, she wasn't aware.
He couldn't just say, "Mom, you're sick."
That would definitely upset my mom, so I need to take a roundabout approach.
Mo Yan: "..." Does this brat think she's sick too?
"Okay, let's go first and see what the doctor says, so we can persuade Jiao Ziyu."
Jiao Ziang: "???" No, he doesn't need it.
“I’ll make an appointment right away. You only have half a day of classes on Saturday, so we can go over there on Saturday and both of us can take a look.”
If we're going to investigate, then we'll just hurt each other.
She's not short of money.
Jiao Zi'ang: "..."
He'll go as long as his mother is willing.
"Okay, let's go take a look together." It's really too hard for him to be a son.
...
When Jiao Ziang arrived at the school store, he could hardly believe that he already had a huge sum of money.
How about we just buy a bottle of Coke?
He bought a Coke and took a big gulp.
Ah, this tastes amazing.
...
When Mo Yan returned home, she immediately cleaned up the pot of unknown contents and then put all the Chinese herbs aside. Medicinal cuisine is not meant to be stewed in one pot.
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