Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 272 Trap (2)

She looked outside and guessed that Ji Minglin had deliberately run out to ignore An Qing in order to make her submit.

He already has a rich mistress, but he still wants to get An Qing's money and house. He is so greedy. But now that the king is here, they must lose everything!

He Shan put her hands in her pockets and walked into the house leisurely. An Qing was still sitting on the sofa thinking about something. When she heard the noise and saw her, she restrained her expression and smiled: "You're back so soon?"

"Well, Mom, you want to divorce Dad?"

An Qing was stunned: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not true"

"What's the big deal? Just get divorced. People with a heart don't need a notebook to control them, and people without a heart can't be controlled by a notebook either."

The mother was surprised to hear her young daughter suddenly say such philosophical words: "You understand now? Who told you that?"

He Shan curled his lips, knowing that she didn't take it to heart, and turned around and said, "Mom, I want to eat braised pork elbow, braised pork intestines, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, cola chicken wings, sweet and sour spareribs, and braised meat in rice wine!"

An Qing: "...???"

She opened her mouth and looked at her suspiciously: "So greedy?"

Heshan took a sip and nodded heavily with sparkling eyes. He finally met a reliable mother, so he should rely on her, right?

But it was obvious that her big appetite could not be satisfied all at once, so An Qing only selected two big dishes to cook. Because of Heshan's interruption, she no longer had the mood to think too much.

For two consecutive days, Ji Minglin did not go home, and Heshan could not stay at home for long, because she was still a poor middle school student... She got up early every day, crying while eating a bun, and went to school slowly.

At night, after the mother and daughter had dinner, the cold-blooded scumbag Ji Minglin finally came home. An Qing looked at him, and both of them were silent. Finally, Ji Minglin couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "What do you think?"

An Qing was of course still not happy, she shook her head and advised: "Minglin, I think let it go."

Forget it?

How could I just let it go!

Ji Minglin's face was gloomy. He had a son now, and compared with Zhao Dan, he was really tired of An Qing, the yellow-faced woman.

He considered himself a decent man and did not want to fall out with An Qing. Now was the right time for a divorce, but he did not expect An Qing to be so uncooperative.

After calming down his impatience and anger, Ji Minglin still suppressed his temper and tried to brainwash her again: "An Qing, do you really not care about your daughter at all?"

"You know, Rourou's grades aren't that good. She'll be taking the junior high school entrance exam soon, and then the college entrance exam. It's hard to say where her future will be."

"If we don't quickly get her some housing and money, she will have to support you and me, as well as her grandparents. Her grandparents can't be left behind, right? There are so many elderly people, and her burden is so heavy. If we don't make preparations early, how will she live in the future?"

Ji Minglin sighed, his face full of helplessness, as if it was very painstaking to do this.

An Qing still pursed her lips, and after a while she said: "I will work more overtime in the future, and then find a side job, so that I can relax more."

"You! You are so stubborn!"

Heshan was amused watching from the side, but the marriage was really going to be divorced. She chuckled without caring about the two people present, and sighed: "It turns out that Dad is doing this for my own good!"

Hearing her speech, Ji Minglin's eyes flashed, and he immediately said lovingly: "Yes, Rourou, Daddy doesn't want you to have a hard life in the future. You are more sensible than your mother. You should also persuade her. This is all for your own good."

"Wow, Dad, tell me, if my mom divorces you, will I have several houses in the future?"

An Qing couldn't help but shout: "Rou Rou"

Ji Minglin smiled: "Of course, everything in our house is yours"

He Shan curved his lips and gave him a meaningful look, as if to whet his appetite, and said, "That's good, but I'm still a child. My parents' divorce will also affect me. I'll think about it first. I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

"By the way, someone asked for graduation practice materials. Dad, can you give me some money?"

Ji Minglin was unhappy, thinking that with your mediocre grades, why would you buy study materials? But now he was looking forward to Heshan's lobbying, so he naturally agreed with a warm face and asked with a fake smile: "Okay, how much do you want?"

"Five thousand"

"...? Why are there so many?"

Hearing her huge request, Ji Minglin stopped and looked at her unhappily.

Heshan was even more unhappy: "I bought a lot of materials, all for my studies. Dad, what's wrong with you? Didn't you always say you love me the most? You can't even bear to give me five thousand?"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who spends money recklessly?!"

"Well, you don't trust me at all, and you even said you would give me everything in the future. I think you are just lying to me!"

She stood up angrily, her eyes full of accusations, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "I was thinking of helping you persuade mom, humph"

Ji Minglin was very observant. Hearing this, he no longer hesitated and transferred 5,000 yuan to her mobile phone. Then he smiled and said, "It's not easy for parents to earn money. Spend it sparingly."

Heshan nodded perfunctorily, lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and clicked to receive the transfer.

An Qing watched the scene in silence, frowning slightly, feeling an indescribable weirdness.

At night, Ji Minglin had already gone to bed. He Shan turned on the light in the room and sat at the table, struggling with his homework book with gritted teeth.

There was a slight sound of the door opening, and An Qing came in quietly, closed the door, and stood behind her, watching her like a ghost.

Heshan: "...Mom, what are you doing?"

"...What's wrong with you today?" An Qing thought about it and always felt that something was wrong with her daughter. She used to like her father very much, so she would never ask her father for money like she did today. She had taken care of the child since she was young, so naturally she didn't believe the excuse of study materials.

"Ahem, what? I'm just testing Dad's sincerity."

"Now that I'm grown up, I know that my grandparents actually like boys more than me, so I want to see what my dad thinks."

Is that right?

An Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Your father is a well-educated college student, he doesn't take this aspect that seriously."

You are wrong, He Shan thought, not intending to dwell on this, and asked, "Then, Mom, are you really not planning to fake a divorce?"

"Will you blame your mother for not earning you an extra house?"

"That's absolutely not possible! You are my most favorite mother. We are the best in the world. Isn't it just one house? I will buy you ten houses in the future!"

An Qing smiled brightly at her coaxing words, but then she thought of her husband who had been encouraging her to fake a divorce, and felt a little uncomfortable. However, as they had been together for decades, she really couldn't imagine that he had any bad intentions.

After chatting and laughing for a while, thinking that Heshan had early classes tomorrow, the two quickly ended the topic. But before leaving, Heshan planted a seed in her mind: "Mom, I think it's okay for Dad not to be at home. Anyway, he has been away on business for many years and has not come back. It doesn't have much impact on us."

An Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know, go to bed early."

The door closed, isolating each other's smiling faces.

The family of three does not live in the village. They bought this house with the money they saved while working in the county town a few years ago. It is a small house of 30 square meters, not expensive, and more convenient for them to go to work and school.

Heshan was right. Ji Minglin had indeed not been at home often in recent years. His reason was that he was busy with company matters and was busy on business trips to other places for construction projects. In fact, he went to City A to hang out with his mistress.

Three years ago, Ji Minglin met the mistress Zhao Dan when his company assigned him to a construction site. The two scumbags hooked up right away because one of them was attracted by the other's beauty, money and power while the other was attracted by the other's handsome face and sweet words.

It was all just for fun, but Zhao Dan got pregnant accidentally. After she found out that she was pregnant with an illegitimate child, she didn't care at first, but later she became more and more unwilling to accept it. She was very jealous when she thought that Ji Minglin still had a legitimate wife, but she couldn't bear to pester him for her loss, and people would look down on her reputation as a cheating mistress, so she secretly asked Ji Minglin to divorce her.

Ever since Zhao Dan gave birth to a son, Ji Minglin's heart had gone to her, so he naturally agreed without hesitation. However, he also knew that for a wealthy and powerful lady like Zhao Dan, he couldn't just follow her every word, otherwise he would easily lose his appeal, so he kept dragging it on until now.

There were still nearly two months before the demolition agreement was signed, so time was not tight. Heshan took advantage of this gap to ask Ji Minglin for money from time to time. Although she could make him lose everything with just a few moves, seeing him feeling frustrated and annoyed but having to give money made her laugh.

She would tolerate his stupidity for the time being. After they divorced and she was taken to a new home, that would be a good stage for Da Wang to show her talents.

Two months passed in a flash, and Ji Minglin finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he called the old couple of the Ji family to support him.

"Xiao Qing, we are old and don't understand so much, but we also know that a house is a guarantee," Ji Minglin's mother Hu Daxiu advised kindly.

Ji Dahe took out the pipe from his mouth and knocked it on the ground, his wrinkled brown face very serious: "Originally we shouldn't say this, but for the future of our beloved grandson, you two have to do this!"

"It's just a fake divorce. There are many people in the village who have never obtained a marriage certificate in their entire lives. Aren't they living a good life?"

Heshan slammed the cup in his hand onto the glass table with a bang, startling several people.

"Grandpa, this is the first time you called me your good grandson. Look how happy I am. I lost my composure for a moment. You won't blame me, will you?"

Ji Minglin and the other two: “…” Those two words were not really calling you.

The three of them didn't say what they were thinking, and their faces were covered. The two old men nodded lovingly at the moment: "Don't blame me, don't blame me."

He Shan nodded and glanced at An Qing: "Actually, I think a fake divorce is fine. It's not bad to get an extra apartment."

Ji Minglin was overjoyed, but his face was calm. He deliberately glanced at An Qing, who looked embarrassed, and said, "It's good that you understand. It's a pity that your mother..."

"Oh, that's easy."

"Actually, I don't want you to fake a divorce. If people knew about it, I would be laughed at. But for the future of our family, I think this can be done."

"How about this, so that others won't talk about it, why don't you divide me and the property into two parts, one for my custody and the other for all the property, how do you think?"

"no!"

Hu Daxiu was shocked and refused without hesitation.

Heshan and An Qing looked over immediately and saw that the father and son of the Ji family had ugly expressions and showed resistance.

"No? Why not, grandma?"

"I, I mean this is not good."

"What's wrong with this? Anyway, my parents will remarry in the future. It doesn't matter. I can stay calm." He Shan said aggrievedly, and before Ji Minglin could speak, he said:

"But I want to follow my dad, so I'll give my mom the savings book and this house."

She decided the family property so easily that the Ji family members looked even darker. Ji Dahe scolded them, "You, a child, have no right to interrupt when adults are talking. Go back to your room and play!"

"Dad! What do you mean?"

An Qing was very unhappy when she heard this. What was wrong with this old man? Looking at his murderous expression, it was as if the person in front of him was not his own granddaughter.

During this period of time, Ji Minglin kept nagging her about fake divorce. Sometimes she wanted to just do as he wished. She didn't know why he was so obsessed with a house, and there was no heir to the throne in his family...

Thinking of this, she quickly glanced at the three people opposite, all of whom were unhappy because of Heshan's "distribution".

Before Ji Dahe could say more, Ji Minglin quickly grabbed him.

"Rou Rou is still a child. This way of dividing is definitely not acceptable. An Qing, how about this? To make things look good, Rou Rou and the house belong to me, and we each have half of the property. What do you think?"

"You don't have to worry about this. We are still husband and wife and we have children. The divorce is fake. There is no need to hurt our relationship over this."

An Qing raised her eyes and looked at Ji Minglin, and vaguely saw the word "calculating" in his eyes.

"Mom, Dad actually likes boys too. He treats my second uncle's cousin better than me..."

'Mom, why is Dad always on business trips?'

"Mom, it's okay if there's no dad at home."

'Mom, did you know that Dad has several children's shopping records in his phone?'

Thinking of what her daughter had said, her face turned pale and she barely managed to say the word "no". The Ji family thought that she looked so unhappy because she was unwilling.

An Qing was distracted for a moment. She was not a fool and had never thought about it that way before. After all, Ji Minglin did a good job in the company, had many real estate clients, and often went on business trips to visit construction sites. He would buy things for clients to build his network.

It was only in the past two months that she saw the change in her daughter's attitude towards Ji Minglin, and her repeated words of persuasion finally made her understand.

What fake divorce? It’s obvious that he is serious about it!

But how could he do this? They grew up together, and now it has been nearly forty years, and he actually betrayed her and might even have an illegitimate child!

An Qing's breathing became a little rapid. All her doubts and anxieties were confirmed by the Ji family's impatient urging, making her so sad that she couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Heshan quickly approached and patted her on the back, "Mom, don't be angry. Although Dad is not a human being, you can't ignore your own health."

Ji Minglin was annoyed: "Ji Rou! How can you talk like that!"