Bending down to enter the chess game

Chapter 43 Money Money Money

"Hehe, hehe." Zhou Yuxuan started to smoke. "Then..."

"I understand, you can go now." Gu Lezhi interrupted, waving his hand, "Close the door for me." Zhou Yuxuan quickly put the cigarette in her mouth and diligently closed the hotel room door with both hands.

The flower blooms in two sections, on the other side.

A coffee shop located downstairs in the Jinchen Building in the western suburbs.

Lin Xiangsong had been sitting there for over half an hour, more than twenty minutes past the agreed-upon meeting time of nine o'clock, and there was still no sign of the other party. By the time Liang Hui, wearing a red dress and carrying a small bag studded with diamonds, sat down on the chair opposite him, his patience had run out.

"You're half an hour late." Lin Xiangsong leaned back in the window seat, arms crossed.

Liang Hui paused as she was about to sit down. This red dress was perfect in every way, except it wrinkled so easily in the back. She ran her right hand over the wrinkles on her backside and carefully sat down. "Then I'll waive the 30,000 yuan repayment," she said. This was a little joke they used when they were dating; Liang Hui wasn't very punctual and often used this method to appease Lin Xiangsong's anger.

"Money, money, money, is money all you care about?" The anger surging in his eyes was more intense than ever before.

Liang Hui asked, puzzled, "If we're not talking about money, why are we sitting here?"

Yes, the two met at the coffee shop downstairs in the building where they first met, not to rekindle their old romance, but because Lin Xiangsong had contacted her after the court judgment was issued to discuss the delayed return of the house sale proceeds.

"Sister Liang Hui?" She turned around and saw the young woman in a dark blue suit standing prettily behind her, who had been the receptionist when she left. "It really is you! What brings you here for coffee today?"

What was the little girl's name again?

Liang Hui swept her freshly styled hair behind her back, stood up, and noticed the young girl wearing a property manager's badge with the name Fan Qingqing written below it. "Qingqing, you've been promoted to manager? Congratulations!" Liang Hui's tone carried an unnoticed envy.

"That happened a long time ago." She smiled and said, "Manager Wang resigned, and I've been taking over her work these past few days. I'm quite overwhelmed."

"Administrative supervisor! That's amazing! Congratulations! This is Jin Chen's headquarters. A supervisor's annual salary must be at least several tens of thousands." Fan Qingqing smiled even more happily: "Oh, not at all. I can't compare to Sister Liang. Even if I earned several tens of thousands more a year, I still couldn't afford this apartment." She looked at Lin Xiangsong across the coffee table: "Sister Liang, you came for coffee with your husband today. That's so nice." For the first time, an unexpected envy appeared in her eyes: "After all these years, you two are the most loving couple I've ever seen."

Liang Hui forced a smile: "Not at all."

"Manager Fan!"

"Eh!"

Fan Qingqing turned her head and saw the receptionist calling out to her, "There's a customer here looking for you."

"Coming right away."

Seeing this, Liang Hui quickly said, "Then you go ahead and get busy." Fan Qingqing's face was full of apology: "I've been so busy today. Sister Liang, come visit me another day, and I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay." Liang Hui unconsciously took two steps forward: "Definitely."

As she watched her figure walk away and then stand at the front desk talking to the young girl with a serious expression, Liang Hui felt a moment of disorientation.

"Are you regretting it?" Lin Xiangsong put down his cup. "I told you not to resign, but you wouldn't listen. If you hadn't resigned, this position would be yours now."

"Tch," Liang Hui snapped back to reality, "You make it sound so easy now. Back then, I was pregnant with Lin Lin. Did you expect me to stand at the front desk serving people while heavily pregnant if I didn't quit my job?"

"So many women are pregnant, does that mean they all quit because they're pregnant? There are plenty of women who work harder and are more tired than you." Lin Xiangsong's tone was full of incomprehension: "It's clearly because you can't handle hardship."

"It's you who thinks it's shameful!" Liang Hui couldn't help but raise her voice, "It's you who thinks I'm shameful."

The people at the table behind turned to look this way. Lin Xiangsong across from them was extremely surprised: "When did I ever say you were embarrassing?" Liang Hui slammed her hand on the table: "You didn't say it! But that's what you really think!"

"I didn't say that." Lin Xiangsong adjusted his glasses. "Let's stick to the facts, don't make trouble for no reason." Liang Hui struggled to resist throwing her now-cold water glass away. Yes, he hadn't said it aloud. But since she became pregnant, he never waited for her to go home together after get off work. He wouldn't attend her company dinners, and of course, he wouldn't invite her to his colleagues' gatherings.

Has she become ugly?

No, it's that a man can admit to being a kept man, but he can never accept that he's incapable of supporting his woman.

"When are you going to pay me back?" Liang Hui asked. "How is Lin Lin?"

She never fought for custody of him, and she hadn't seen Lin Lin since their last meeting. She went to the Lin family mansion several times, but Lin Lin avoided her every time.

"Lin Lin is doing well, you don't need to worry. We just bought a house, and we don't have the money to pay you back right now, could you…" He hesitated, suppressing the shame welling up inside him, "Don't let the court enforce it?"

"Okay," Liang Hui readily agreed.

Lin Xiangsong relaxed his tense body a little.

"But I have conditions."

Lin Xiangsong unconsciously gripped his cup tighter: "What are the conditions?"

"Lin Lin and me."

"Ha." A cold smile crept across Lin Xiangsong's lips. "If you disagree, just say so. Why make such an unreasonable request? You know perfectly well that it's impossible."

"Why is it impossible? I am Lin Lin's mother. Why can't my child be with me?"

"Then why do you think the court didn't award the judgment to you? Even now, you still show no remorse."

"How could I not repent? I already said last time that I've stopped gambling!"

"A leopard can't change its spots." Lin Xiangsong's tongue was laced with venom, each word like a venomous spray: "Trying to get someone who's gambled for decades to quit is like believing she's dead." He stared into Liang Hui's eyes: "You yourself promised me you'd quit gambling, not just verbally, but at least twenty written guarantees. After all these years of marriage, what kind of person are you? You don't need to ask me; go see Lin Lin's attitude, see the court's attitude, ask your lawyer's attitude. You're going to raise Lin Lin? One day when you're broke, you'll probably sell him!" He continued: "Even if you're a tiger that doesn't eat its cubs, ask yourself honestly, how many times have you thought of him while you're gambling? How many times have I come home late from work to find Lin Lin sitting alone in the house, crying and starving? The first time he took money out of the house, what do you think was the reason? It was because he couldn't stand the hunger anymore. Why do you think he doesn't want to see you? Only your pinpoint brain would think it's because I'm preventing the child from seeing you. You overestimate yourself and underestimate Lin Lin."