Feng Lin flipped through the data on his mobile phone, and there was a lot of other information, but it was not too late to go back and look at it.

He turned around and was about to go to the store and ask Sun Xiaohan to take him away.

Just then, he noticed a Mediterranean man with glasses beside him.

He was in his fifties, his hair was half white, and his face was very tired.

Feng Lin followed the man into the store.

"Dad! You're back!"

Xia Qing smiled and stood up and said hello.

Feng Lin frowned slightly at the back. It turned out that this person was Song Yun's current husband.

"came back."

Song Yun also smiled and said hello.

Xia Xihai's eyes glanced at Sun Xiaohan on the sofa, and then looked at Song Yun, "Come out with me, I'll tell you something."

"This is Miss Sun of the Sun family, there is no need to avoid it."

Song Yun said this, and she was also bringing Sun Xiaohan closer.

Xia Xihai hesitated for a moment, then sighed deeply, "Anyway, I'm not too young, so there's no need to hide it, let's get a divorce."

Hearing this, Song Yun's originally smiling face suddenly subsided.

Xia Qing also widened her eyes, which were all incredible.

"Song Yun, I've had enough, I've really had enough! The company was liquidated, and we still owe nearly 10 million!"

"I look at the interest on the debt, every day! Not every month! It's every day! The interest that goes up every day is higher than my current salary in January! I can't stand it!"

Xia Xihai took off his glasses and growled.

He leaned against the counter next to him and covered his eyes, "You said, we were doing well in the company, why did you start a business?"

"Did we not have a good time at the beginning? We want a house, a car, and a car, but now?"

"I'm ten years older than you, and I can't do my job right now. It's nearly ten million, and it's getting more and more every day. How can we pay?"

...

Xia Xihai seemed to have burst out the backlog of the year.

He really had enough.

Looking for the old club, they just closed the door and disappeared.

Looking for other companies, no one wants to ask him for his age, and the key is that he still owes so much money.

Maybe after joining the company, he will find a way to steal the company's money.

The employees at the bottom are young.

His current job is to be a handyman.

Song Yun's expression didn't change, but her tears also flowed out.

She walked over and said, "I agree to the divorce. The legal person at the time was me. As long as you break away from me, you will become a freelancer."

"Okay, I want to take Xia Qing away. If my daughter is divorced from you, she will be happier."

Xia Xihai nodded, "Don't blame me, I really can't stand this kind of pressure."

"It's good that you can hold on for so long."

Song Yun wiped her tears and said.

"Dad! No!"

Xia Qing also cried.

Feng Lin looked at Sun Xiaohan, "Send me home, don't get involved in other people's family affairs."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

He won't help.

Zhao Qingqing's father was ill. When Feng Lin checked, he found that it was already an old problem.

This woman left him, perhaps because of this.

This kind of person, at least in Feng Lin's view, deserves it.

Sun Xiaohan didn't speak, and followed Feng Lin directly.

She drove away with Feng Lin.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, it's very exciting."

Sun Xiaohan glanced at Feng Lin and said.

"It's normal. As Song Yun said just now, it's not bad that the man can last for a year."

Feng Lin looked out the window, he was considering whether to tell Zhao Qingqing about Song Yun.

At least from the communication between their husband and wife, both of them are high-level people.

Not messing around.

Sun Xiaohan sent Feng Lin outside the manor. She smiled and took out her mobile phone, "Sir, can I add your contact information?"

"Okay."

Feng Lin did not refuse, remembering that her father was Wu Jianfeng's subordinate.

You can also inquire about the news over there.

After Feng Lin got off the car, he returned to the ruins on his side.

The three girls are still sleeping late.

The golden rabbit is exercising on the lawn in the distance.

Feng Lin returned to the living room, where Zhao Qingqing was already busy.

"Where have you been? Didn't have breakfast."

Zhao Qingqing smiled and glanced at Feng Lin.

"Go out and do something, eat now."

Feng Lin walked to the dining table.

He sat down and looked at Song Yun's information while eating.

A standard scholar.

At that time, he was a college student and currently has more than eight million debts.

Has been pulled into the blacklist, restricting all high consumption.

"Qingqing, just now, I heard something that might affect your mood. Do you want to hear it?"

Feng Lin looked back at Zhao Qingqing who was busy.

"About whom?"

Zhao Qingqing asked with a smile.

"It's only about you, not about anyone else."

Feng Lin said while eating.

"That tells me I'm not afraid of anything now."

Zhao Qingqing said with a smile.

"Do you know Song Yun?"

Feng Lin asked.

Zhao Qingqing was stunned in place for a moment, her face became obviously unnatural, "You...Did you hear about her?"

"You said it was a coincidence that she happened to be in Xucheng."

After Feng Lin finished eating, he put the tableware and chopsticks together.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter anyway, and it won't affect me."

Zhao Qingqing smiled bitterly.

"Yep."

Feng Lin didn't say much.

Since Zhao Qingqing didn't care, he didn't need to.

He stretched his waist and prepared to go to Fengjia Village.

Zhao Qingqing looked at the back of Feng Lin who was about to leave, and suddenly asked, "How is she... how is she doing now?"

Feng Lin turned around with a smile, "It seems that you still care about her more."

"Just ask casually, after all, it's the one who gave birth to me."

Zhao Qingqing shook his head.

"She had a very good life before. She married a senior executive of the group, and then started her own business. She has been beautiful for many years, but she went bankrupt a year ago."

Feng Lin turned around and said, "I just went to find her and found out that her current husband is going to divorce her."

After Zhao Qingqing listened, she closed the book in her hand, "Does she have children?"

"There is a daughter who is a few years younger than you, about twenty or so, but she said that she is a senior and should skip grades when she goes to school."

Feng Lin thought about it and said.

Zhao Qingqing leaned on the sofa and was silent for a while before saying, "I...I want to see her."

"Did she divorced because of your father's illness?"

Feng Lin asked, "If so, I suggest you not to go."

"I asked my father and he said that Song Yun should fly higher and farther. I don't know the reason for the divorce."

Zhao Qingqing stood up, "Feng Lin, don't worry, I'm no longer the Zhao Qingqing I used to be, and I won't cause you any trouble."

"Okay, I'll take you there now."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

When he came to the manor, Feng Lin pulled Wuling Hongguang out and took Zhao Qingqing to the previous beauty shop.

When I came here, I found that the door of the shop was open.

There was only one person sitting inside, crying secretly.

It was their daughter Xia Qing.

"Brother, why are you here again?"

Xia Qing wiped away tears with her sleeve and squeezed out a smile.