Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Kim Jong Nam's company has not been established for a few years. When she met him, he had just established the company for more than a year, and she had only been married to him for three years. He brought some contacts, but it is undeniable that the whole company was built by his own efforts.

Looking at the divorce agreement, she couldn't help but feel pain when she thought of his hard work and hard work for the company all these years, so she pushed the divorce agreement to him, and was about to say that I don't need so much property, and I just want to give this marriage to him. Just cancel it.

It's a pity that before she could speak, Lan Ruoshui's voice hurriedly rang out at the door.

"Zhengnan, you created the company by yourself, so you earned all the property by yourself. How can you give her half of it? She has never made any contribution to this company,"

Lan Ruoshui's voice was full of heartache for Jin Zhengnan's generous parting, and he couldn't help reminding him: "Zhengnan, Ruyu makes a lot of money by painting by herself for a year, you won't eat if she leaves." If you can’t afford food, you won’t starve to death, so you don’t need to distribute so much property to her.”

Ruyu originally didn't want Kim Jong-nam's property, because money was always something outside of her body, and she always took it very lightly.

However, at this moment, with Lan Ruoshui making such a mess, she looked at the couple standing in front of her, but decided in an instant that she was going to settle this half of the property.

"Whether I can afford food has nothing to do with Ms. Lan, right?" Ruyu cast her icy eyes on Lan Ruoshui's face, and said sarcastically, "Besides, Miss Lan, what capacity are you here to stop this matter now?" What? Before Kim Jong-nam and I got the divorce certificate, it seems that you are just a third son, and I have never heard that the third son has the right to intervene in the division of property between husband and wife."

Jin Zhengnan's expression darkened instinctively when he heard Ruyu's words, and he was obviously dissatisfied with her calling Lan Ruoshui San'er at this time, but he still didn't get angry, and just said in a deep voice: "Okay, Che Ruyu, it's your turn." I didn’t give you less, so you don’t have to say anything more, just sign it quickly.”

The pen that Ruyu was holding in her hand to sign stopped in the air again, she raised her eyes, looked at the couple in front of her, and instinctively thumped, hurry up?Why hurry?Do they really want to get together in a fair way?

She just refused to let them get what they wanted, so she sneered and looked at the man she was once familiar with but now so unfamiliar: "Hurry up, why are you so anxious? Don't you say you have to delay for a few days? I think it will be a few days later." It doesn't matter how old it is, anyway, after two or three years, the child may not be able to make soy sauce."

Ruyu never thought before that one day, she would say such mean and vicious words, because she always felt that she had nothing to do with being mean and vicious.

Looking at it now, in fact, people are often forced out. When you are bullied to a certain extent, you don't care so much, and you instinctively resist the person who bullies you.

It was just a sentence, and Kim Jong-nan and Lan Ruoshui blushed in embarrassment when they said it immediately, and they never thought that Ruyu would say such a thing.