Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1980 - Would You Avenge Me?

Chapter 1980: Would You Avenge Me?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

An Lan understood his feelings. She was touched, of course. After all, having someone who would worry about her safety and urge her to go home in the middle of the night was sweet and warm. However, it came with some worries, too.

"How about this, you go to the bar first and call me when it's almost over. I'll pick you up," Xu Baohan said as he ruffled her hair. "Don't stay too late, be careful."

"Okay," An Lan nodded. She gave him a hug before leaving.

She arrived at the bar where she would be meeting Li Shuang. She was already there, ordered quite a lot of wine, and was drinking one of the bottles alone.

"Where's your son?"

"He's at my mother's place," Li Shuang replied with a dazed expression. She looked even more haggard when she was under the light.

An Lan understood her feelings. No matter how strong a person was and how hard she tried to sound relaxed, she wouldn't feel good after being betrayed.

"An Lan, still, you're the most carefree one," Li Shuang said with a bitter smile.

"Actually, it's quite good to stay single. Marriage is not reliable at all. Let me tell you, don't get married. It's okay to be in a relationship, but if you want to have children, just steal a high-quality sperm and have a baby."

An Lan drank a mouthful of beer awkwardly. She was too embarrassed to tell her that she had a boyfriend and she was considering getting married. After all, this was not good timing.

Li Shuang was ranting for quite a while, she scolded Deng Zhicheng up to his ancestors.

"Li Shuang, it's mainly up to you. Do you want a divorce or not? I feel that for the sake of the child, He might not necessarily want a divorce. His parents might not agree either. Some women will endure it and make a scene, and the man will return to the family…"An Lan then said.

"I have "mysophobia". I can't tolerate it." Li Shuang was already a little drunk. She slammed the table and said, "Of course I want a divorce. I want the child's custody. I want the house, the car, and all his money. An Lan, you don't know right… He bought a house for Tang Shan…I have to get the house back…"

An Lan sighed. Sometimes, women demanded things at times like this, not because that they are materialistic. It was because of the desire to revenge.

"Is there any proof that Deng Zhicheng paid for the house?"

Li Shuang smiled bitterly. "No, but I know that he bought it through the partner of the company. When we bring this to the court, he will definitely say that the money was transferred for business use. There is no evidence…"

An Lan spun the empty beer bottle in her hand, she was also angry too. If that was her husband who bought a house for another woman, she would probably be in the mood to kill him.

"An Lan, you are my girl, right? You will definitely avenge me, right?" Li Shuang held her hand tightly.

An Lan almost spatted out a mouthful of wine. "I'm sorry, I am straight."

"My Lan Lan…" Li Shuang hugged her and did not let go.

"Stop acting like that, I am going to puke son." An Lan pushed her hand away, "Can you be a little more rational? You're also a law student. Li Shuang, you chose this marriage on your own. If you choose it, you'll have to bear the consequences. There's no law that says cheating is a crime. I can only help you get the child and the house. As for the allocation of money, you'll have to split it 70-30. Although I really want to make this bastard leave the house with nothing, I can't do so for the time being."

Li Shuang was depressed.

An Lan patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll skin him and let him know the consequences of betraying my girl."

Li Shuang did not feel good still, she was drunk.

At 11.30 pm, Xu Baohan called to ask for the address. He got there not long after. He frowned when he saw Li Shuang, who was completely drunk.

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