—It's over. Lu Jinghuai is now crippled. Will Ye Nanxing look down on her?
—If Ye Nanxing doesn't like him, then he won't divorce me.
—After all, Ye Nanxing three years ago…
While Shen Wenran was still muttering to himself, Old Master Lu suddenly spoke up.
"Jinghuai, you've only just recovered, so don't rush into busying yourself with company matters."
"I'll have someone compile the company's situation over the past few years into a document and send it to your email in the next couple of days. You can just take a look at it then."
Lu Jinghuai responded.
Looking at my grandfather's aged face, I realized he had endured too much in those three years.
Once he resolves this matter, he will handle the company's affairs properly.
After his grandfather left, Lu Jinghuai realized that Shen Wenran had long since disappeared.
Back in her room, Shen Wenran took out paper and pen and began to do some rough calculations.
He was calculating while inwardly laughing wildly.
—I'm rich! In just half a day, the assets I received have increased by tens of millions.
—It's better to delay the divorce by a few days. If the price increases by ten million every day, that's tens of thousands more.
Lu Jinghuai, who happened to arrive at the door, was speechless.
He originally wanted to find out what happened to Ye Nanxing three years ago, but he didn't expect this woman to be plotting against him in the room.
He silently took out his phone and sent a message to his lawyer.
Two hours later, there was a knock on Shen Wenran's door.
The maid at the door said, "Young Madam, the young master says he wants you to go to his room."
Shen Wenran had just finished calculating the accounts and then fell asleep on the bed, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Hearing the voice, she was stunned for a moment, then remembered that it was her disabled husband looking for her.
She tidied herself up quickly and went downstairs to her room.
As soon as she knocked and entered, she saw Lu Jinghuai sitting in a wheelchair with his back to her. He said, "The divorce agreement is on the table. Take a look at it. If there are no problems, sign it."
"Divorce agreement?"
"Husband, you...you want a divorce?"
Shen Wenran asked in a trembling voice, staggering forward as if she had been greatly shocked, her whole body shaking.
However, her eyes were glancing sideways at the table.
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