3776: High-level Homewrecker (1)

High-level Homewrecker (1)

"What do you think?" Zhu Lingling widened her eyes as if she wanted to swallow him alive.0

"I, I, I, I… I truly don't know."

Gao Ran indeed didn't know why his wife was so cranky lately. He even suspected that she had undergone an early menopause. 

"If you don't know, then we're settled about the cars…"

"Hey… Honey…"

Reluctant to hand over his luxurious car, Gao Ran still wanted to say something.

Before he could finish, Zhu Lingling grabbed his collar.

"This T-shirt cost me over 3,000 yuan. I was so good to you… Take off this Burberry. I went to the supermarket today and bought you many Jeanswest and Nadia for you…"

Gao Ran:"…"

"Oh, about your shoes. I bought you hand-made leather shoes after seeing how hard you worked, but I know they are wasted on you. From now on, you wear the shoes I bought wholesale from Taobao. They are 98 yuan for one pair; I bought ten pairs for you and they will last you for a while."

Gao Ran:"…"

"Don't smoke expensive cigarettes. If some reporters took a picture of you smoking those cigarettes, they'd make up stories and ruin your reputation. From now on, you can only smoke those costing 7 yuan for one pack."

Hearing his cigarettes were degraded from the 35-yuan pack to 7-yuan pack, Gao Ran felt as if the sky had fallen. Yeah, the sky had fallen.

"Honey, are you tired of me?"

"If you want a divorce, I'll agree, but I'll take the condo, the cars, and our son… You get nothing."

"Why?" Gao Ran didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

"Why? Don't you feel any guilt at all?" Zhu Lingling put her hands on her hips and raised her voice.

"Guilt? Lingling, don't mess with me in the middle of the night… I'm starving. Come on, please make some noodles for me."

"F*ck off… If you want noodles, go and cook them. I'm not your maid; I don't have to serve you…"

She picked up Gao Ran's bag and found his wallet; under his eyes, she took out his credit cards.

"Honey, you have my payroll card… You're taking my credit cards, too?"

"You eat in the cafeteria and drive to and from work. Why do you need money?"

"I have to buy gas…"

"Here's the gas card." Prepared, Zhu Lingling slammed a gas card on the tea table.

Gao Ran: "…"

"I need to buy water sometimes…"

"I'll send you a WeChat red packet of cash. From now on, you have 500 yuan of pocket money each month."

With a ding, Gao Ran's cellphone received a bank transfer of 500 yuan on his WeChat.

He looked up at Zhu Lingling's face and realized she wasn't joking…

"Honey, I say…"

Before Gao Ran could finish, she walked into the bedroom and closed the door with a bam, leaving him in the living room with a dumbfounded expression. 

At this moment, Gao Boyuan walked out to the washroom.

Seeing his dad sitting in the living room with a lost expression, he was very sympathetic.

He walked over and patted Gao Ran on the shoulder with his chubby hand.

"Dad, did you do something wrong?"

"I…" Gao Ran looked exasperated. "I spent 200 yuan in King of Glory last month; does that count?"

Gao Boyuan: "…"

"Anyway, if you did something wrong, you must apologize to her, or your misfortune will have just begun…"

After saying these words with a heavy tone, Gao Boyuan walked toward the washroom.

Gao Ran: "…"

As he sat there in a daze, his cellphone rang.

"Chief Gao, do you have a second?"

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