How Did I Become a God

China's time is 6 hours earlier than Italy's. At more than nine o'clock in the night of the magic city, it was more than three in the afternoon in Milan, Italy.

Xi Siyan and Ren Jiahui were hanging out in a small shop in Milan. The lonely, quiet sunlight sheds on the streets.

Ren Jiahui was wearing an orange coat and wearing sunglasses to cover her Yurong. Seeing that Xi Siyan was always playing with her mobile phone, she squeezed her face, "Siyan, can you concentrate on shopping with me? Are you hooking up with that handsome guy again? "

Xi Siyan is 1.66 meters tall and has bright eyes and white teeth, but her family conditions make her accustomed to rejecting people thousands of miles away, so she has a high-cold and gorgeous temperament. The smile was a little lonely, "Nothing. Sister Jiahui, if you divorce Wei Liqun, do you only need Rongrong's custody?"

It was a WeChat message sent to her by Brother Jing. Asked her why sister Jiahui didn't get a divorce? What conditions does Jiahui want?

I haven't contacted for many days, but the result that Brother Jing asked was about sister Jiahui. Without paying attention to her. This made her feel a little sad.

Ren Jiahui was silent for a moment, and did not hide it from her girlfriends, looked at the distant sky and whispered: "Yes. Money is not money, I don't care."

Xi Siyan got the exact answer, and he was also relieved. She was really afraid of making a mistake, that would be troublesome. Brother Jing probably talked with Wei Liqun.

Ren Jiahui reacted a little bit. Recently, friends seemed to be hiding something from her, and they were talking about her.

At this moment, her mobile phone rang in her pocket. She took it out, saw that it was Wei Liqun's call, and hung up without hesitation. After a while, the phone rang again. Xi Siyan persuaded: "Sister Jiahui, you can pick it up."

Ren Jiahui thought for a while, pressed the answer button hard, and said stiffly, "Weiliqun, what's the matter? It's night in China, right?"

The man on the phone was silent for a while, and said, "Oh, Jiahui, go back to China. Let's sign a divorce agreement. Rongrong belongs to you, and we will share the assets of the family equally. I will pay for the support."

Ren Jiahui said in surprise: "Wei Liqun, did you take the wrong medicine?" This was the condition long ago. When her brother agreed to her divorce before, this word could be signed. Need a quarrel, and make an appointment one month later?

Wei Liqun said with emotion: "Jiahui, I have seen Jing Gao in the magic city. He is not as good as you said. But he is indeed a very smart person. Go back to China early and sign. I don't have the energy to quarrel with you. Yes. That's it."

After talking with Jing Gao, he suddenly discovered that if he wanted to fight for the greatest economic benefit, he had to give up competing with Ren Jiahui and still have to be compensated. In this way, the second brother Ren will compensate him in other ways. After all, the grievances he has suffered over the years are known to his second brother.

And if Ren Jiahui suffers from the divorce, Ren's second brother must still be on his sister's side.

what? When Ren Jiahui wanted to ask again, she listened to the beeping phone hanging up, bit her lip and thought for a while, without asking if Xi Siyan had known it a long time ago, she directly dialed Jing Gao's number.

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As soon as Jing Gao arrived at the Magic City Supercar Club, which is located next to the Magic City's suburban racing venue, he received a call from Ren Jiahui.

In the car, Jing Gao answered the phone and said with a smile: "Jiahui, how are you playing in Milan?" Ren Jiahui's family affairs, he was in good faith and mentioned to Ren Erge.

Regardless of Ren Jiahui's performance in marriage, how bad temper? But as a friend, Ren Jiahui is very good. He has always made her a friend.

"That's it." Ren Jiahui pretended to say casually: "Jing Gao, Wei Liqun went to see you tonight? Are you... okay?"

Jing Gao laughed, "Ha, what can happen? I'm bragging, can he still beat me in a fight? He didn't have a bad heart when he came to see me, maybe he was a little bit angry. I took your brother's name. Frightened him. If he is a smart man, he should know how to do it. Hey, how did you know?"

Ren Jiahui said softly: "Wei Liqun just called me and asked me to go back and sign the divorce agreement. I divide half of my family property, and my daughter will go to me, and he will pay for the support. Jing Gao, thank you!"

As soon as Jing Gao heard this, he knew that Wei Liqun was still very prosperous. Before speaking, Ren Jiahui sobbed: "Si Yan and I will go back to find you for a drink. Don't refuse."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Jing Gao felt unspeakable. He was "accidentally" involved in Ren Jiahui's marriage. After he met Wei Liqun today and this call, the curtain came to an end.

He lamented what happened to Ren Jiahui. So, marriage is a big deal! If two people get along well, it will be the pain of a lifetime, and it will also bring harm to the child. In first-tier cities such as Beijing, Magic Capital, and Shenzhen, the proportion of divorces is still very high.

What can you say?

People in middle age will consider living for themselves. Love in a young age often becomes a bond of family affection and a sense of responsibility. This relationship is both stable and fragile.

For example, if a man has some money or charm, he meets a woman other than his wife~www.ltnovel.com~ do it or not? In online articles, if you don't even think about it, it will be done if it is cool. But what about in life?

Some people will cross that hurdle, and some will shrink back.

Jing Gao felt emotional ups and downs, looked at his watch, dialed Li Mengwei's phone, and suddenly missed her a little.

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The Magic City Supercar Club is a four-story building with a "concave" font layout. Not far from the side is the track.

On Thursday night, the lights on the second floor were brilliant. One by one, the demons and young masters scrambled and talked with each other in the meantime. Among them, there are many girls, some of them are rich second-generation, and some are female companions brought over by young and old.

In addition, there are a group of pretty girls who act as maids. Provide drinks and buffet services.

It can be clearly seen that most people are surrounded by a handsome young man. He is Song Yan. The chairman of the Modu Supercar Club is also the person with the best car skills. Although he is from Jinling, he is studying in Jinling. But there is business in the magic city, and his girlfriend is also studying in the magic city. The local circles convince him.

Zhang Hu, who is of medium stature and dark, chatted with a little girl for ten minutes, walked over very happily, and said with a smile: "Lao Song, when will Mr. Jing arrive?"

Song Yan smiled and took out his mobile phone and shook it, "Brother Cheng just sent the message. Mr. Jing is downstairs. He is talking on the phone. Let's wait."

There was a sound of surprise and laughter all around, "That would have to wait." No one of the rich and young dared to ridicule. One is unfamiliar, and the other is Jing Gao's daimyo. Who doesn't know these two days? Can't be offended!

While talking and laughing, Jing Gao and Cheng Yanxi went up to the second floor together. Everyone looked over.

Song Yan strode up to greet him, and stretched out his hand from a distance, "Mr. Jing, welcome you to the Magic City Supercar Club. We are honored to be proud of it."