Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 539 Selling the Qiao Mansion

Two days later.

In the teahouse in the city center, the air was filled with heat.

Aunt Wang poured a cup of tea and handed it to the woman opposite. "Miss, as you instructed, the servants at the Qiao Mansion have been dismissed and paid an extra year's salary."

Qiao Ruyi stared at the tea in the cup, her eyes calm. "Auntie Wang, there's no one left in the Qiao Mansion. You don't have to call me Miss."

"But you will always be the eldest daughter of the Qiao family." Aunt Wang lowered her head, her face, wrinkled with age, revealing a look of guilt. "Miss, I'm truly sorry for what happened before."

In the past, she and Li Ling were on the same page, and they often made things difficult for Qiao Ruyi. Even when she grew up, whenever she returned to the Qiao Mansion, Wang Ma would criticize her in a sarcastic way, just to make Li Ling happy. Only when Li Ling was happy could they, the servants, have a good life.

"Auntie Wang, there's no need to talk about the past. I've forgotten about it."

Qiao Ruyi looked at her with a faint smile, "Thank you for your help during this period. What are your plans for the future?"

"Xiaofang is planning to leave Beijing and rent a small shop to sell breakfast in another city. My granddaughter needs someone to take care of her, so I'll go and help take care of her." Aunt Wang looked at Qiao Ruyi, her eyes moist. "She'll be leaving in two days."

Qiao Ruyi nodded. "That's fine. If you need any help, just let me know."

"No need, Miss. You've already helped me enough, both with the lawsuit and the money. Three generations of us, our grandparents and grandchildren, can't repay you for your kindness."

Aunt Wang was moved when she heard this. "Miss, please take good care of yourself from now on."

She took out a bunch of keys from her worn bag and handed them to Qiao Ruyi. "These are the keys to all the rooms in and outside the Qiao Mansion. Miss, you can come over and take a look when you have time."

......

Qiao Ruyi looked at the bunch of keys, a little stunned.

The weather in early May started to get hot, and even though it was already afternoon, the sunlight outside the window was still glaring.

Qiao Ruyi drove the car to the gate of Qiao Mansion. The gate was closed. Looking inside through the iron gate, it was quiet and desolate. It was no longer the same as it used to be.

She didn't get out of the car, but just sat in it and watched for a long time.

When the sun was about to set, she made a phone call and asked, "Help me sell the Qiao Mansion."

She has put some memories, whether warm or disappointing, behind her.

She no longer needed to guard this empty house, so she just locked everything behind the door and let it go.

Just after hanging up the phone, a new call came in.

"Madam, Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu from Xu's Bank are returning home today. Mr. Ling has already booked a restaurant and sent you the address. Please prepare yourself. I will pick you up later."

It is the sound of Qishui.

Qiao Ruyi said calmly, "No need, I'll go there myself."

......

Jiangcheng.

The moon hung high in the sky at night, its pale light illuminating a cluster of old residential buildings in the city center. A dark figure stood at the fifth-floor railing, the sparks from its fingertips flickering in the darkness, while wisps of green smoke drifted in the air.

The sound of a TV series playing in the living room behind me, coupled with Tang Li's muttering while cleaning the table, made it particularly noisy.

Fang Ran just leaned quietly against the railing, staring at the moonlight in the distance, taking a puff of cigarette from time to time.

Tang Li's voice came from far away until it appeared behind Fang Ran.

"Your brother's fracture cost a lot of money this time, including surgery and hospitalization fees. He also needs nutritional supplements, which will cost a lot of money. If your father and I weren't so busy, we wouldn't have called you to come back."

Fang Ran listened without saying anything, just smoking his cigarette.

The last time Tang Li called her, it was about Fang Zhiming's gambling debt. This time, she called because Fang Zian had a fracture and needed money.

She was used to it.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Tang Li pointed at the closed bedroom door and said, "Look at your brother. He's lying in bed and can't go anywhere. The doctor said it takes a hundred days for a broken bone to heal. He needs to stay in bed for another three months before he can go to school."

Fang Zian is only ten years old this year, and his fracture was purely caused by his own mischief. Fang Ran is very clear about this.

"Fang Ran."

Tang Li suddenly leaned over to her and asked with a flattering smile, "I heard you bought a house in Beijing? Was it expensive? The house prices in Beijing are not cheap. How many square meters did you buy and how much did it cost?"

Speaking of this, Tang Li's eyes, which had been dulled by her son and husband for many years, lit up again. "Have you saved a lot of money over the years? Tell mom about it."

Fang Ran looked into her eyes, and the brightness in them showed his calculations about her fortune.

"Who told you that?" she asked indifferently.

"Your aunt said you started working part-time while you were in college. You did a lot of part-time jobs during your college years, and your salary after graduation was not low. She said you settled down in Beijing and bought a house."

When talking about this, Tang Li's eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

She counted on her fingers, "Beijing is the capital of China. Housing prices will only go up, not down. Wait another ten years. Your brother will be in his twenties and ready to start a family. By then, this house will still be valuable. I can give it to him as his wedding house and it will give him face..."

Fang Ran didn't intend to listen to what Tang Li said next. He put out the cigarette in his hand and walked into the house.

Seeing that she didn't even listen to her finish speaking, Tang Li started to nag again, "Look at you, how have you become androgynous in the past few years? Our neighbors thought we had two sons and were even trying to find a girlfriend for you."

As she spoke, she glanced at Fang Ran's hair and clothes with disdain. "The hair is neither long nor short, and the clothes are baggy too. They don't look like a girl at all. You're already 26. How can you find a partner or get married like this?"

"Uncle Liu in the building in front, his daughter is lucky. She dressed herself up beautifully and found a wealthy small boss. I heard he's in the wholesale business. Although he's a dozen years older than her, he lives a comfortable life. After she got married, she had a nanny to take care of her, and she gave a lot of money to her parents' home. With such a rich son-in-law, Uncle Liu's family doesn't have to worry about anything..."

Tang Li was mumbling to herself, but Fang Ran didn't hear a word she said.

The phone suddenly rang, it was a text message.

[I came to the bar for a drink, but you weren't there. I ordered the drink you made last time, but it didn't taste right.]

It’s Ou Zilin.

Fang Ran took a look, Tang Li's words were still ringing in his ears.

She was about to reply to the message but then she withdrew her hand, turned off the phone and put it in her pocket.