Qin Nanyu, whose worth had beco negative: "..."
So, in her eyes, he wasn’t just worthless, he also had to pay her?
Qin Nanyu’s complex feelings didn’t have a chance to be expressed before Ji Weitian couldn’t help but mutter under her breath, "Don’t worry, even though you’re now a losing investnt, you’re not completely without rits."
Qin Nanyu raised his eyebrows, waiting for her to praise him.
The next second, she suddenly reached out and squished his face, smiling with eyes bent in amusent: "At the very least, you still have a good-looking face!"
Qin Nanyu: "..."
He couldn’t bring himself to smile at that rit.
Qin Nanyu, who had had an unlucky start, didn’t get a chance to redeem his dignity before Weitian had already pushed open the car door and got out.
By the ti he ca back to his senses and caught up with her, she had just entered the elevator, pressing the button to hold the door for him, urging him to hurry in.
"Your rits aren’t that plentiful to begin with, so don’t go adding any more faults."
From childhood, Qin Nanyu, who was always the envy of other families and grew up being praised, felt truly despised for the first ti.
He stumbled at the entrance of the elevator, almost falling flat.
The mont he walked in, he seriously corrected her, "Ji Weitian, I am still the president of Qin Technology Group."
In other words, he wasn’t completely destitute.
He had money, a lot of money.
He didn’t need her to support him, and he could support her.
Ji Weitian didn’t catch his insinuation, just nodding along noncommittally, "I know, I know, Qin Technology Group is facing a crisis, and your grandfather pulled you back to work as unpaid labor. Normal operations, I understand. But a president without any shares shouldn’t brag about it, you know, it will make people laugh at you."
Qin Nanyu: "..."
He finally understood what it ant to reap what one sows.
Initially, to gain her sympathy, he couldn’t wait to depict his situation as pathetically as possible.
No house, no car, no savings, penniless and holess... He could recite a hundred terms for looking pitiful backward.
Now, when he didn’t want to act anymore and wanted to prove that he was very wealthy and that being with him was more worthwhile than a breakup fee, she, on the other hand, didn’t believe it.
Ji Weitian was now worried that the money she earned might not be enough to support a gold-digging daughter plus a food-loving son and started planning to make money off a breakup from him.
When they got back to the room and closed the door, she blocked him at the door, "When are we going to et your family, Qin Nanyu?"
Qin Nanyu: "..."
He was now refusing to take her ho.
Afraid of being coldly sold off.
He grabbed his pajamas to take a shower, not letting Ji Weitian have another chance to speak with him, and dove into the bed first, vowing to defend his dignity to the death.
When they woke up, the news about the Ji Family was already trending.
Ji Mofeng didn’t disappoint, personally calling the police and having Su Sui taken away.
It was said that Su Sui had done more than just transfer marital assets; she also ddled with the company’s finances, cooking the books...
In a fit of anger, Ji Mofeng had sent her off to the police station.
What was once a model husband and wife turned into sworn enemies.
It was a story that provoked sighs.
Ji Weitian saw the news with no change in expression, her gaze fixated on the photo of Su Sui being led away by the police.
The photo online was blurry, showing just a silhouette, but she still recognized Su Sui at a glance.
The person in the photo had lost her forr dazzling appearance; her hair was disheveled, she looked sowhat haggard, yet she kept looking back at Ji Mofeng, standing at the entrance of Ji Family Villa...
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