Wen Yan did not refuse immediately, but just said tactfully: "This... I'll talk about it then."

When she returned to the room, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Yaoyao, your mother asked me to share the monthly rent, water and electricity to her, complaining that you gave too little pocket money."

Chen Mengyao rolled her eyes: "Don't pay attention to her. I've given a lot of them. Every month, what else do she want? By the way, your phone rang when you were taking a shower. I didn't read it, it seemed like it was a message."

Wen Yan wiped his hair with a dry towel while picking up his phone to check it out. It was a message from Liu Ma: Yanyan, after you moved out, the young master goes home every day, are you really not coming back? You are just getting angry, why are you moving out? It’s not a divorce.

She pondered for a moment before replying: Mom Liu, don’t worry about the matter between me and him. When I was there, he didn’t go home. When I left, he often went back, which means he didn’t want to see me. It’s good for me to live in Yaoyao’s house, so don’t worry, the dumplings are also very good. I will go back to see you and Uncle Lin’s.

After sending the message, she sat on the edge of the bed and was stunned, as if she and Mu Tingchen had agreed to this separation pattern, and they went through their own ways in the name of a couple, without interfering with each other. This would be good, so it would be a waste of trouble.

The city's summer was announced after the last spring rain. The sudden change of temperature made everyone take off their heavy clothes and put on summer clothes.

There is one more quarrel between Chen Mengyao and Jiangling, that is, in terms of electricity use. In summer, Jiangling is not willing to go out to play mahjong, stay at home to play mobile phones, watch TV, and order takeaway. Of course, the air conditioner is indispensable. The air conditioner in the living room is on for 24 hours. The electricity bill for a month is so high that Chen Mengyao shouts that she will starve to death every day.

During her free time on the weekend, Wen Yan pulled Chen Mengyao to go shopping and buy two skirts. She didn't have much time to wash clothes, and her dress was cool and easy to wash. As soon as she walked to the door, Jiang Ling, who was watching TV, suddenly asked: "Where are you going? It's so hot outside."

Chen Mengyao said angrily: "We are hot, you are blowing the air conditioner at home, what are you worried about?"

Jiang Ling ignored her and asked Wen Yan: "Are you going shopping?"

Wen Yan didn't speak well, so he could only answer: "Yes, I want to buy two skirts to wear. Our company doesn't need to wear work clothes."

Jiang Ling immediately became interested: "I'll go together! I have no clothes to wear!"

Chen Mengyao's face turned green with a little helpless: "You don't have clothes to wear? When the family went bankrupt, they didn't use your baby clothes to pay off their debts! They are all famous brands, you can't even put a wardrobe, and you even put a few more suitcases in it. You still have to buy them?"

Jiang Ling defended: "That was bought before, it has long been outdated. Didn't I just ask you to buy me some clothes? Have you treated you badly since you were a child? Really, how could you have a daughter like you?"

Chen Mengyao had no choice but to let go: "I can take you there, but I want you to promise that you are not allowed to buy famous brands. Don't even think about it if you spend more than a thousand dollars!"

Jiang Ling hurriedly turned off the TV and went into the house to change her clothes, also clamped a sunscreen scarf, and wore a sun hat and sunglasses. She looked no different from the rich wife before. After all, she was still wearing a famous brand: "I can't buy clothes, right? I don't dare to wear a thousand yuan clothes. I buy me a bottle of perfume. I'm almost used up my previous ones."

When she arrived at the mall, Wen Yan was dazzled. She was shopping in affordable brands. She didn't want to buy very expensive ones. Jiangling was different. She specially chose big brands in the counter. When Chen Mengyao went to the fitting room, she called Wen Yan aside: "Xiaoyan, look at the clothes over there are so beautiful. I haven't bought new clothes for a long time. It's really useless to raise a daughter. I used to spoil her so much, but now I don't even want to buy a piece of clothes for me."

Wen Yan gritted his teeth and asked, "Then... I'll buy it for you? I've left the Mu family now and I support myself. There's not much money, just one..."

Jiang Ling hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay, just one, I'll say hello!"

After seeing the price of the clothes, Wen Yan wiped her cold sweat. The money she prepared today was not enough. A skirt that reached her knees looked so light, it cost more than 30,000 yuan... None of her clothes were so expensive. She can finally feel Chen Mengyao's despair. With her mother like this, it is difficult to turn over!

She was so thin-skinned that she didn't bring enough money, and the shopping guide had already wrapped her clothes. While hesitating, she touched the black card in her wallet. Mu Tingchen's card, but she had not had time to repay it, and I don't know if it had been disabled...

"This lady, pay for the bill here." The shopping guide walked up to her politely and said.

Wen Yan calmed down and pulled out the black card: "Try swiping this..."

The shopping guide's eyes lit up when he held the card. After all, there was no such card that was not worth hundreds of millions of yuan. The shopping guide's attitude became even better: "Okay, okay, please wait."

After swiping the card, Wen Yan was a little surprised. Has Mu Tingchen forgotten that there was still a card in her place after she left the Mu family? He didn't stop it and could swipe it, but when he received the deduction message, he would definitely stop immediately, right?

When she put the card back in her bag, Jiang Ling said enviously: "Although you left the Mu family, you haven't divorced yet. This card is in your hands. You can never worry about food and clothing without having to work. It's enough for you to buy whatever you want."

Wen Yan was afraid that Jiang Ling would "get it" in again, so he hurriedly said, "This card is back to Mu Tingchen. Although I have not divorced yet, I have moved out and will not spend him anymore. I will go back to Mu's house later and I will send it back to him."

Jiang Ling curled her lips and felt a pity: "He didn't ask you, why should I pay it back? You are so simple. Men's money will not be spent in vain. If you don't spend it, there will always be women who spend it for you."

This is not the first time Wen Yan has heard this. She smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say.

Just because he bought clothes for Jiangling, Chen Mengyao and Jiangling had a quarrel all the way. Wen Yan was a little annoyed by the quarrel, so he used the excuse to go back to the Mu family and separate from them.

Today is the weekend, and I don’t know if Mu Tingchen is at home... She didn’t want to meet him, so she called Liu’s mother and asked Liu’s mother to come to the gate.

When she saw Liu Ma, she took out the card: "I won't go in. I will help me return this to Mu Tingchen. Today I spent some money and I will transfer the money to him."

Liu Ma held the canned eyebrows and frowned: "Yanyan, what are you doing? It's not a divorce, do you need to leave it clear? Young Master is not so stingy and refuses to spend it for you. You are Mrs. Mu, it's natural to spend his money! I don't believe he can stop the canned one for you. Young Master is at home today, why don't you go and pay it back to him yourself?"
Chapter completed!