“Auntie, I miss you so much.”
“Auntie misses Bao’er too, what did Bao’er do today?”
“I learned culture lessons in the morning, and I was practicing the piano just now, there’s just one place where I got it all wrong.”
When she said this, little Bao’er looked at Wen Shiyu expectantly.
Wen Shiyu naturally understood what the little one was thinking, and immediately asked Little Treasure to play again.
When she found a problem, she gave her instructions, and Xiao Bao’er learned with an earnest face, playing the violin with style.
When the phone call was disconnected, Wen Shiyu had a happy smile on her lips as she lay in bed with little sleep for the moment.
She felt that although she could not be with the people she cared about, the present day was very fulfilling.
Thinking about it, she reached for her phone with the intention of brushing up on the domestic news to brew up her sleepiness, only to have a hot news item make her sleepless.
[Such an unfilial son or grandson deserves to be expelled from Nanda University]
Below the headline was a picture of Wen Jingchen.
Wen Shiyu quickly browsed through the news and her face was very ugly.
She didn’t expect that old lady from the Wen family to dare to pester her brother, and to turn right and wrong upside down and throw dirty water on his brother.
She had planned to call her brother to ask him what was going on, but the phone was cut off the moment she dialed it.
Since her brother hadn’t told her about it during the previous call, he obviously didn’t want to worry himself.
Thinking of this, she stared at the news on her phone again, inwardly angry and disgusted with the Wen family’s old lady’s actions, and hated to fly back to China immediately to help her brother.
But in the end she held it all back.
She couldn’t always protect her brother now that he had grown up.
Although she thought so, Wen Shiyu still worried all night.
……
South City, in a cafe box.
Wen Jingchen’s eyes were cold as he looked at Old Mrs. Wen in front of him, an unprecedented disgust under his eyes.
“What do you really want?”
“It seems like you’ve had a bad day, huh?” Old Mrs. Wen smiled so smugly, “My request is simple, you give me money, at least half a million a month for alimony.”
“Half a million?”
Wen Jingchen laughed, laughing mockingly.
But Mrs. Wen didn’t care, she proudly continued, “Yes, just half a million, and don’t you dare to tell me that you don’t have it, I’ve asked someone, that company of yours is very profitable, just one piece of software can yield millions, anyway, I’m telling you, not a single penny less than half a million, or I’ll continue to expose you on the internet, even your sister! ”
She did know that Wen Jingchen’s soft spot was Wen Shiyu.
Sure enough, the next second, Wen Jingchen’s face changed colour to an incomparable chill.
He was now thoroughly seeing that this family of the Wen family was all greedy and unrestrained.
These people, who could not see good in him, could not see good in his sister either, since this was the case, there was no need for him to show any mercy!
Old Madam Wen did not know what was going on in Wen Jing Chen’s mind.
When she saw that Wen Jingchen didn’t react, she thought that she had been threatened by herself and stretched out her hand to start asking for money.
“This month’s alimony, you’ll pay it now.”
Wen Jing Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, standing up with a sneer and saying from a high position, “Half a million, I would never give it to someone like you even if I took it and burned it.”
With these words, he didn’t care how ugly Mrs. Wen’s face was, he directly turned around and walked away.
When he returned to the company, Wen Jingchen immediately had a lawyer’s letter drafted and posted on the internet, while he himself also sent out an announcement.
[On the matter of alimony, I myself hereby announce that I will not pay any of it. As for the reason, it is because the Wen family did not do the cost of supporting me personally growing up in the first place and did not care about me. All these years, all my expenses, surgeries, and living costs were earned by my sister working hard at several part-time jobs. In this life, I will only support my sister.
At the bottom of the text is a list of Wen Jingchen’s living expenses over the years, as well as the account income and expenses.
These accounts all have specific dates, and some even go back more than ten years.
At the end, Wen Jingchen even said to let netizens feel free to check.