Help! After divorce, wealthy boss becomes addicted to sex

Qiao Wan raised her head, her eyes a little cold, "What do you mean?"

"I heard that your leg was injured. Is it feeling better now?"

Qiao Wan pointed to the lunch box with her chin, "What do you mean when I ask you this?"

"I thought it would be inconvenient for you, so I bought an extra serving, and it still tastes like the same one!"

"Oh, thanks!" Then, Qiao Wan pushed the lunch box into the trash can.

"Qiao Wan, you..."

"What's wrong? Wasn't it given to me? So it has nothing to do with you how I deal with it, right? If you feel bad, just pick it up. You don't have to show me this stinky face!"

Qiao Wan's tone was harsh, and there were thorns in her words.

Lin Yueru curled up her fingers and bit her lip without saying a word. Her expression was solemn and painful, and she stared at Qiao Wan with strange eyes.

She never imagined that one day, such a good relationship would break up to such an extent.

Qiao Wan didn't even look at her. After wiping her fingers clean, she stood up and walked out.

"Qiao Wan!" Lin Yueru's voice pulled her feet.

"I know I'm sorry for you, but I apologized, what else do you want me to do!" Lin Yueru growled, tears flashing in his eyes.

She knew she was wrong, but she still punished him blindly, which made her feel unfair.

Qiao Wan turned around and looked at her with a cold smile, "Look, I just threw away the meal you sent, and you are so wronged. Then if you betray me, should I be hysterical? Lin Yueru, since you choose to betray From the moment I see you, you have to pay for it. You want to protect yourself, but you don’t want me to do this to you. Why do you have such double standards!"

Bang, the door slams shut.

Qiao Wan left.

Lin Yueru looked back at the lunch box lying in the trash can, her eyes becoming more innocent...

Qiao Wan hasn't been living in the dormitory recently. It turned out that there was Lin Yueru who shared her hatred. However, now, she has no nostalgia at all.

Not far out of the campus, a middle-aged man in a suit stood in front of Qiao Wan, "Hello, Miss Qiao, our lady would like to invite you to have a cup of tea with us!"

lady?

Qiao Wan subconsciously looked at the private car parked next to her. Through the window, she vaguely saw a familiar figure.

A certain teahouse.

This was the first time Qiao Wan took a close and serious look at Lan Ning, her biological mother.

The woman was wearing a dark purple cross-section cheongsam, with pearl earrings on her earlobes, and a dark green jade bracelet on her wrist. Although she was nearly fifty, there was no trace of age, and she was full of elegance and luxury. It could be seen that she was also the same when she was young. She is an extremely beautiful woman, otherwise, how could she have captured the powerful person of the Cen family.

The moment Qiao Wan got the DNA comparison results between herself and Cen Yifan, it meant that it was a fact that the woman in front of her was her biological mother.

What should have been something to be happy and thankful for, but she couldn't cheer up. Will she get to know her mother?

This Ms. Lan Ning must not want to recognize her poor daughter, right?

Or maybe the relationship between mother and daughter is tense because of Cen Qing'er. Once they recognize each other, the scene will probably be awkward, right?

Qiao Wan hesitated.

It seems that recognizing a relative is not something that is expected.

"Miss Qiao, don't you know that it is very impolite to stare at people like this? You really don't have any tutoring!" Lan Ning reprimanded in an elder's tone.

Qiao Wan came to her senses and shrugged, "My eyes are just big. They look like this to everyone. How can you say I glared at you?"

"Oh, and more!" After a pause, she added, "Your Cen Qing'er has been taught, isn't she still uneducated? So, while talking about others, first check how much your own daughter weighs!"

"You!" Lan Ning finished her words, then snorted coldly, "You are really sharp-tongued!"

"Thank you!" Qiao Wan leaned back lazily, picked up the cup and took a sip, "Mrs. Cen, please tell me quickly, I'm very busy!"

One more glance at Lan Ning will make her feel more awkward, so it's better not to look at her.

Only then did Lan Ning remember the business. She took out a check from her lambskin handbag and pushed it in front of Qiao Wan, "Then I won't talk nonsense. As long as you go and apologize to my Qing'er, the two hundred thousand is yours." It’s over!”

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, took the check and looked at both sides, "Two hundred thousand, it's quite a lot, but...it's fine, why should I apologize to Cen Qing'er? Does she deserve my apology?" ?”

Lan Ning's expression darkened, "Qiao Wan, I don't care which one of you two is right. In short, my daughter is in a bad mood every day because of you. She is almost depressed. She can't be depressed. I... Naturally, I won’t be happy as a mother. As long as you apologize, everything will be solved. Of course, if you think it’s too little, I can add more. You name the number. As long as you obediently go and apologize to my Qing’er. Just be patient and everything will be easy to talk about!"

Cen Qing'er didn't go to school for a long time and locked herself in her room all day long. She often lost her temper with the servants and smashing things became a common occurrence.

She pretended not to know, it was too late to feel distressed, and she would not blame her for it. Those gadgets were only worth a few dollars, so as long as her daughter was happy, she could smash them as she pleased.

The doctor said that her daughter might be suffering from anxiety disorder and asked her as a mother to pay more attention to her.

Lan Ning loved her daughter so much that she almost picked out the stars in the sky and gave them to her. She really couldn't think of how to make her daughter happy.

Then she thought of Qiao Wan.

She and her daughter were tit for tat during this period, and she even made her daughter yell in anger. Lan Ning thought, would her daughter's anxiety disorder be cured as long as Qiao Wan gave in?

Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she had to give it a try, so she came with the check.

Qiao Wan couldn't help laughing, "Mrs. Cen, I'm just wondering, what does it have to do with me to make your daughter happy? Oh! Why do you have to sacrifice me just to please her? I'm not a living Lei Feng, Stop trying to figure me out!"

Speaking of this, Lan Ning lost her temper, "If it weren't for you, would my Qing'er be like this? I am just a daughter, and I will never watch her being unhappy. Miss Qiao, just apologize. You can earn 200,000 yuan, you are not at a loss, how much is your dignity worth? I heard that your life is very tight now, 200,000 yuan is enough for your living expenses for several months, why are you so stubborn!"

Qiao Wan played with her nails. Although she didn't have a manicure, the little girl's nails were beautiful, white and translucent, with a hint of pink, and they looked very healthy.

"Don't say she is depressed now. Even if she is dead now, she has nothing to do with me, Qiao Wan. Using other people's dignity as a pastime for your daughter, you are really a good mother. Do you know why Cen Qing'er is so unruly and willful? It's because of you. This mom!"

Lan Ning slapped the table and the tea lid almost fell off, "How outrageous! You actually... How dare you talk to me like this? If I were your mother, I would have slapped you!"