My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Her cousin had already taken her child home, having to return home every day before her husband’s off-duty time to make dinner for him, pretending that she had never gone out.

Shen Yujun sighed, “Wanwan comes late and leaves early every day, spends very little time at the medical clinic, and needs to take care of the child. The actual time to learn medical arts is very short. How can she possibly make progress like this?”

Qiao Yin comforted her, “Don’t rush, An is still too young. When he grows up a bit and goes to school, your cousin will have more time and she will be able to devote herself to learning from you.”

“She married the wrong man. She only knew Fang Yongquan for two months before they got married. At that time, she thought Fang Yongquan was both a gentleman and gentle. She didn’t expect him to be so controlling after marriage, not even allowing Wanwan to work.”

Qiao Yin forced a bitter smile, “Well, I knew Lu Lingche quite some time yet didn’t discover the problem until after marriage. It’s not that my cousin lacks judgment of men, but rather some men are just too good at pretending.”

“You have no child, and you are divorced. It won’t be hard to find a better man. Besides, you are truly competent, your situation is so much better than your cousin’s. I am really worried about Wanwan. She’s living such a hard life now.”

Ye Wanwan is Shen Yujun’s only granddaughter. Just as much as she loves Qiao Yin, she dotes on Ye Wanwan. Seeing that she doesn’t have any money on hand, Shen Yujun even gave her three thousand RMB when she left this afternoon.

When Wanwan refused to take the money, Shen Yujun just stuffed it directly into her grandson’s pocket.

“Grandma, how about I give cousin some money in advance as her salary for the next month? If she has some money on hand, she won’t feel so down and out. What do you think?”

Shen Yujun nodded, “How much did you agree to pay her a month?”

“Six thousand. She wouldn’t take it if I offered more.”

“That’s quite enough.”

Wanwan, who doesn’t know anything, and with her fainting at the sight of blood, works fewer hours at the clinic and has to take care of a child. To be able to give her six thousand as a salary, Qiao Yin is definitely looking after her.

Shen Yujun felt relieved. “Good girl, thanks to you for taking care of your cousin. Otherwise, how could she raise her child?”

“Cousin was just going through a financially tough time recently. She said, her husband used to hand in his salary every month. If they smooth things over, her husband will still contribute to the family. So you don’t need to worry too much.”

Shen Yujun nodded, “Okay then, let’s go. You’ve worked hard all day, let’s go home and have dinner.”

“Yes, let’s go home for dinner.”

Qiao Yin left the medical clinic with her grandmother and got into the car, heading home.

On the way, she habitually listened to the radio, only to be surprised by the news that today was the wedding day of Lu Lingche and Lan Yuyi.

She listened for a while, but felt a bit uncomfortable and switched to another station.

Astonishingly, this station was also talking about their wedding.

Unable to escape the coverage, she switched through several more stations, only to find that every station was reporting on this “grand occasion”. Moreover, she couldn’t help but wonder whether the Lu family had paid for extensive coverage, as every station was praising the wedding and Lan Yuyi.

Feeling even more bitter, Qiao Yin simply turned off the radio, turned on her mobile phone, and started listening to ghost stories.

As she listened to a series of eerie ghost stories, Qiao Yin felt a lot more comfortable.

When they returned home, Qiao Yin went to take a bath. Grandma made the meal, and by the time she finished her bath and dried her hair, dinner was ready.

At dinner, the grandmother turned on the television, and it was showing none other than the wedding of Lu Lingche and Lan Yuyi.

On the TV screen, Lan Yuyi, with her delicate makeup and a smile of happiness, was wearing a fluffy wedding dress that barely covered her bulging belly.

With Shen Yujun’s experienced eyes, she took one look and exclaimed, “She’s about to give birth, isn’t she?”

Qiao Yin was taken aback, “I think she’s only seven months pregnant.”