Chapter 2: Jiang Zuwei, you're so cheap.
The novel is called, "It's over. The white boy I'm raising is the crown prince of the capital."

The woman called Xia Ling's face instantly turned pale.
There seemed to be uneasiness on her face.
She just hurriedly apologized, "Resignation, I'm sorry, it was just an accident."
Afterward, her eyes turned red, that look of holding back the teardrops in her eyes, rather like she had bullied her fiercely.
It was really funny.
Jiang Ruwu's expression didn't change much.
It was still smiling, "Then I really congratulate the two of you."
When the onlookers saw this scene, they thought it was a sincere congratulations between friends.
Only Jiang Ruixu knew how ironic it was.
But three years had passed, and her heart was long gone from before.
"Resignation worry, can I ...... give birth to this child?"
Xia Ling's voice was careful, like a humble begging.
Sure enough this trick worked on Yan Feng.
"Xia Ling, you don't need to explain to her, this child is both of ours, do we have to ask her opinion whether to give birth or not?"
After Yan Feng finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Jiang Ruwu.
It was as if she had done something to bully Xia Ling.
She had merely said a word of congratulations.
Heh.
"Born, are a family, see outside what, this aside in ancient times, concubines for the family to spread the leaves is a good thing a pile, when the future child is born, also have to call me a mom is not."
"Jiang RuWu, what are you babbling about?" Yan Feng's anger was obvious.
Jiang RuWu laughed even more joyfully, "Aiya, just kidding, why so serious.
"Grandpa asked me to pick you up and take you back to the old mansion, are you going with me or with her."
Yan Feng was silent for a few seconds.
Then he moved the suitcase into the trunk of Jiang Zhiqiu's car.
"Take us to the Kyoto Hotel first."
Jiang Ruqian was also cooperative and sent the two to the entrance of the Kyoto Hotel.
It took half an hour before and afterward for Yan Feng to arrange Xia Ling.
Then once again, he got into Jiang Zhuwei's car.
He was still sitting in the backseat, seemingly to keep his distance from her.
The car merged into the city's traffic once again.
"If you like people so much, how can you let her stay in a hotel? Now that she is still pregnant, the mother is the son, how should she be given a few villas."
Yan Feng's voice is cold and permeated with a suppressed anger: "Jiang RuWu, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
Jiang Ruwei smiled and trembled, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have a property under your name."
Because of the determination that Jiang Ruqian is the daughter-in-law of the Yan family.
So from the time Jiang Ruqian went to kindergarten, the Yan family gave Yan Feng real estate are written in the name of Jiang Ruqian.
There are no less than a hundred properties under Jiang Ruqian's name, and more than a dozen villas, and countless stores and storefronts.
On the contrary, Yan Feng has nothing.
However, Yan Feng is at least the only son of the Yan family, Yan's shares are all in his name.
From just now, Yan Feng has been observing Jiang Zhiqiu.
The smile on her face had never been restrained.
They grew up together and no one knew her better than him.
Don't look at her happy-go-lucky look right now, but she actually holds the most grudges.
It must have been because she was angry to the extreme because she saw that Xia Ling had gotten pregnant today, so she repeatedly used a joking tone of voice in a conspiratorial manner.
Or maybe he was using the Yan family fortune to pinpoint him.
Yan Feng looked at Jiang Ruiwei with more than a hint of disgust.
"Jiang RuWu, don't bully Xia Ling, moreover don't delude yourself into thinking that I'll return to your side, the ones that the Yan family gave you, I won't fight with you, even if it's my compensation to you, but if you delude yourself into thinking more, don't blame me for not reminding you, I'll take back all the title of Mrs. Yan."
Jiang Ruwu straightened her face, a hint of seriousness added to her face.
"Yan Feng, let's divorce."
No, to be exact, it should be a breakup.
Yan Feng's face steeply chilled to the bottom.
"Jiang Ruwei, are you threatening me?"
He never thought that Jiang Ruwu really wanted a divorce, he knew her situation well.
She couldn't go back to the Jiang family.
Besides, she loved him to death and even slit her wrists for him.
Three years of no contact, did not even mention divorce.
Now that he's back, he's talking about divorce instead.
Then there is only one possibility, that is, Xia Ling is pregnant, which has caused a huge stimulus to her.
She wanted to use this to force him to break up with Xia Ling.
"I'm not threatening, I've just figured it out, marrying you at first I did think you'd come around, and then after you left, me holding on to the title of Mrs. Yan was indeed also a fight with Xia Ling."
"But now I suddenly feel meaningless, Xia Ling is pregnant, the child is innocent, I also do not want to occupy this position to delay your family reunion."
Once upon a time she was young and impetuous, and because of the simultaneous betrayal of her boyfriend and her best friend, she held a resentment in her heart.
Marrying Yan Feng, in addition to the Jiang family's accident, there was another important reason, which was that she did not want to easily call the two of them to live in peace.
But after three years, her mindset had already changed.
Moreover, these three years, she did not condemn herself.
She didn't want to spend her whole life inside the empty shell of a marriage that didn't live up to its name.
Yan Feng stared at Jiang Ru Wei from the rearview mirror.
Sure enough, it was because Xia Ling was pregnant.
"Jiang Zhuwei, don't you have a weak heart when you say this? If it's really that easy to figure out, why did you slit your wrists back then, forcing yourself to die."
Mentioning this, Jiang RuWu's eyes dimmed a bit.
Back then, when she slit her wrists, it wasn't all because of Yan Feng.
After a short period of stagnation and solemnity, Jiang Ruwu ruffled her hair.
Five fingers were casually inserted into the loose hair, and when she slightly raised her head, it was all kinds of flavor.
She resumed her just now languid demeanor, "It's fine if you don't agree."
Yan Feng grunted coldly, averting his gaze from Jiang Ruqiqi's face that was pouring out of the city and the country.
The fact that she took the initiative to mention divorce actually called him inexplicably angry.
For a moment just now, his heart actually felt like it was being gripped.
He thought she really wanted a divorce.
Really overestimated her.
Knowing that she was just using this way to test and force the issue, the disgust in the bottom of his heart added another trace.
"Jiang Ruwu, you are so cheap."
This was the second time that Jiang Ruwu heard this sentence from Yan Feng's mouth.
The first time was that time when he came back from summer camp, Yan Feng first confessed to her that he and Xia Ling were together.
She was dumbfounded for five seconds, then pounced over and slapped Xia Ling furiously several times.
Yan Feng pulled her up from Xia Ling's body, angry first told her to break up.
The angry Jiang Ruwu yelled: break up, don't think, I Jiang Ruwu is to go to hell also want to pull the two of you together.
At that time, Yan Feng scolded her bitch.
That kind of pain in the heart, in the future countless days and nights, are like a knife inserted into the heart.
A bloody hole, miserable.
But think more, then also numb, past wounds instead of a thick layer of scabs, as if armor.
So now hear him curse again, actually no waves.
Soon arrived at the Yan family's old house.
The two just got off the car, and saw Yan mother Lan Pei standing in the doorway.
On her face, she did not see the joy of not seeing her son for three years, but instead, she was very gloomy.
When she saw Yan Feng, it was a question.
"I heard that you brought that little goblin back as well?"
Yan Feng's cold face looked at Jiang Ruiqian.
Jiang RuWu innocently spread her hands, "I didn't say anything, you saw it, I didn't come to call yet."
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