You were asked to be cannon fodder, and you managed to catch up with the heroine?

Jiang Feng didn't move.

You can guess who's coming with your toes.

Jingle bell— the doorbell keeps ringing again

"What are you doing, you kid..." Song Lin looked at Jiang Feng who couldn't move, and had no choice but to open the door by herself.

"mom."

Jiang Feng suddenly stopped her

"What's the matter, son?"Song Lin paused and turned around.

Under the light, Jiang Feng's face was dim and unclear.

"Regarding divorce, Mom, you won’t change your mind, right? I have already found a lawyer for you. We must recover the divorce property. Tomorrow you will go to the bank to collect the portion of the mortgage you paid before."

The light was slightly warm, but Jiang Feng's whole body seemed to be surrounded by a cold air, and his eyes were full of a dark and violent air that could not be resolved.

"He supports others, there is no reason for us to pay for him!"

Song Lin was stunned for a moment, looking at her son's suppressed anger, she was shocked.

The Jiang Feng in front of her was very different from the son in her memory.

The son in her memory always had a sunny smiling face, and his whole body was full of smiles. Overflowing with joy.

But since then... my son has changed.

He has not smiled for a long time.

He is becoming more and more sensitive, like a sensitive hedgehog, hurting others and hurting himself..

But only Song Lin knew that he didn't study, deliberately failed in exams, and even dyed his hair, just to attract her father's attention.

For the sake of her son, she could only bear it.

Even her son's only wish was that his father could cook him a bowl of noodles.

But for so many years, Jiang Jiandang spent time with other people's children.

Xiaofeng is so sunny and his grades are so good!

Does he want much? Now, Song Lin clearly understands one thing from Jiang Feng's eyes - he no longer needs his father.

"Mom won't. Song Lin's nose felt sour, and she walked over and hugged Jiang Feng distressedly,"Don't worry, son, you will always be the first in mother's heart. If you want to recover the money and file a lawsuit, mother will listen to you!""

"good"

……

Jiang Jiandang outside the door looked at the closed door and paced impatiently at the door.

He has already come here in person, what else does this woman want?

He straightened his clothes nervously and coughed a few times.

"Song Lin, open the door! I am building a party!"

"Song Lin! Open the door quickly!"

There was no movement inside.

There were footsteps, but there was no intention to open the door.

Jiang Jiandang was unhappy.

He had come over in person!

What else did she want!?

Just when he lost patience and was about to knock on the door, there was a creak. , the door is open

"What are you here for?"

Behind the door was Song Lin's gentle face.

Her hair was tied into a low ponytail, she was wearing an apron, and her clothes were clean.

After not seeing each other for a few days, her complexion seemed to be getting better.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiandang felt a little nervous in his heart. Waves.

Actually, remarriage is not bad either.

"It's such a small place, okay, don't lose your temper, I'll take you back. Jiang

Jiandang coughed a few times and held his head high, as if to reward her,"We have been married for so many years, why are we talking about divorce? Half of our lives have passed like this, and you are really acting like your son!""

Nonsense?"

Song Lin laughed angrily,"I don't think my son is just fooling around. If it weren't for my son, I would have divorced you long ago." There is no need to come here again if nothing happens in the future. I have already found a lawyer for the divorce."

Pa—Song Lin wanted to close the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Jiandang stretched out his hand to hold the door, and squeezed in.

As soon as he came in, he was stunned.

The room in front of him was made very warm.

The small dining table was covered with a floral tablecloth.

The aroma of the food was fragrant.

The kitchen The stove was clean.

Although the house was small, it felt like home everywhere.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiandang regretted it.

"Linlin."Jiang Jiandang softened his tone and said,"We are not getting divorced. If you don't like me sponsoring He Minglang's child...I will pay attention to it in the future...in the future."

He bowed his head like this, what's the matter?

For Jiang Jiandang, he had never apologized to Song Lin before.

Now he is very aggrieved.

Song Lin: ???

Jiang Feng: ???

This person is What's wrong with him?

What confidence gave him the illusion?

"What are you still doing there?"

Jiang Jiandang walked to the dining table and said confidently,"Give me some food, I'm hungry. I agreed to all your conditions, you should be satisfied? I won’t care about you moving out during this period. Let’s live a good life in the future. From now on, 20% of my salary will be used to support you, and the rest of the money will be used to support Mingming. After all, they are still children. They are very pitiful, and the headquarters will not save them."