After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 624 This is a bad habit that must be corrected.
As night fell, Lu Liang arrived at the home of Su Wanyu and her daughter in Huangpu Bay, Greentown.

The little one has recently learned to crawl and is running all over the house. The nanny follows behind her, afraid that she might bump into something.

Lu Liang pushed the door open and entered. The little guy's eyes lit up when he saw him. He was quite flexible. He put his hands on the ground, stuck out his bottom, and wobbled to his feet. He staggered and stretched out his arms, calling out in a clear voice, "Ba ba~ ba ba".

Lu Liang was overjoyed. Without even taking off his shoes, he quickly strode forward, picked her up, and lifted her high, laughing, "Our Siqing can walk now! That's amazing!"

"Yay~" The little one giggled. She couldn't speak yet and didn't understand her father's words, but she could feel that her father was happy, so she was happy too.

A baby's world is so pure. In a relaxed and happy family, she will smile every day. But in a family where there are arguments every day, she will sense the negative energy and cry and scream for no reason.

This is what the elders often say: what a child is at three, he will be at eighty. She is too young to understand, but that doesn't mean it won't leave a mark on her subconscious.

Hearing the noise from the entrance, Su Wanyu came out of the kitchen with a gentle smile: "You're back. Go take a shower first, then we can eat. I'll ask Aunt Zhang to add another dish."

Although they had been apart for more than half a month, she didn't ask Lu Liang where he was going or how long he would stay this time. Just like her personality, she would only wait silently.

"Let's wash it later." Lu Liang carried the child forward and stroked Su Wanyu's cheek. "Do you have a lot of things to do at school? You seem to have lost weight recently?"

"I'm not particularly busy with work, except that I'm currently working on a master's thesis."

Su Wanyu smiled shyly. She is currently working part-time as a teaching assistant while pursuing her master's degree.

Although Lu Liang said that she didn't have to work so hard and could take it one step at a time, she enjoyed the feeling of a fulfilling life.

The two chatted about everyday matters, mainly Su Wanyu sharing snippets of her life during this period.

The little guy would occasionally chime in with a few words, just to make his presence known.

It wasn't until the nanny, Aunt Zhang, called out that the family of three sat down at the dining table.

The round dining table was large enough to seat ten people, but the family of three sat very close together.

Lu Liang was on the little guy's left, and Su Wanyu was on the little guy's right.

Although there are two nannies at home who take care of the little one's every need, Su Wanyu still prefers to feed him herself whenever she has time.

"Baby, open your mouth, ah~~ mmm, great!"

Su Wanyu has a natural talent for being a mother. The little one gets lost in the praise and finishes half a bowl of complementary food with almost no effort.

Su Wanyu was very patient and meticulous. She picked up a baby wipe and wiped the little one's mouth and hands.

As I was wiping him, the little guy opened his mouth, seemed to be sleepy, his eyebrows drooped, and he drifted off to sleep.

Su Wanyu showed affection, carefully picked her up, put her in the nursery, and then informed the nanny.

After finishing everything, she returned to the dining table and suddenly realized that the rice in Lu Liang's bowl had barely been touched.

The glass lid of the soup bowl had been put back on at some point, presumably to keep it warm.

"Is the food not to your liking today?" Su Wanyu asked, puzzled.

Lu Liang chuckled and shook his head: "I'm waiting for you."

He lifted the glass lid and ladled a bowl of pork rib soup for Su Wanyu: "Have some soup first."

Su Wanyu suddenly lost weight again, and there was a reason for it: she only cared about the little one and neglected herself.

Su Wanyu said softly, "Actually, I feel like I'm being quite selfish. Siqing is still so young, and I'm already going back to school."

Because she wanted to have some life, she returned to school when her little one was eight months old, which was in March of this year.

Although her work and studies at school aren't particularly busy, she also has an apartment in the Shuxiang Jinxiu residential area near Tongji University, which allows her to go home at noon to see her little one and take care of her meals and sleep.

But she always felt that she was a very incompetent mother, unable to take care of her 24 hours a day.

Lu Liang chuckled: "And what about me, her father? I spend less than 24 hours a month with her."

“It’s different. You’re busy with work and don’t have a choice, but I do have a choice,” Su Wanyu explained, subconsciously defending Lu Liang.

Lu Liang was taken aback, then joked, "Isn't this a good thing? It cultivates her independence from a young age."

"Come on, she's so young, what kind of nurturing can you expect?" Su Wanyu gave her a playful glare and slurped down her soup.

"You're just worrying too much. Who says a mother can't have her own life?"

Lu Liang extended his index finger and lightly tapped Su Wanyu's nose: "After dinner, take a shower, and let's go out and have some fun."

"Where?"

"Don't ask."

"Oh~"

Forty minutes later, a dark red Lamborghini Aventador drove out of the underground parking lot.

They switched drivers along the way and then started driving at a snail's pace on the city's main roads.

"Did you buy your driver's license?" Lu Liang asked helplessly, watching cars constantly overtake him on both sides.

Fortunately, Shanghai's main roads are large enough; otherwise, at 50 km/h, I would have been subjected to blinding flashes from the cars behind me. "Well done, I passed on the first try."

Su Wanyu stared intently ahead, her lips drooping as she expressed her grievances.

When she goes out with Lu Liang, she never drives. When she goes out by herself, she prefers to take the subway or bus.

She had been trying to get her driver's license for several years, but had only touched the steering wheel a handful of times. Suddenly being asked to drive, she dared not go fast.

Moreover, she had a vague feeling that there might be a side effect from the laser eye surgery she had, as she had developed astigmatism again.

"Alright, drive slowly then." Lu Liang was both amused and exasperated. He didn't urge Su Wanyu and let her do as she pleased.

"You still haven't told us where we're going?"

"Cross the river and go to the IFC."

"Ok."

A 15-minute drive took half an hour, and when I parked, I even scratched the car paint.

One pull and a large area was scratched, the entire passenger side door was scratched, causing the eyes of the other drivers in the car to twitch.

The cost of repairing this door on a multi-million dollar supercar is enough to buy several BMWs or Mercedes-Benzes outright.

Su Wanyu was almost speechless: "I'm sorry, I didn't notice there was a wall there."

"Small things."

Lu Liang smiled and patted Su Wanyu's head to comfort her, "Next time I'll drive the Tian Shu I parked at the company over for you. The automatic parking and emergency avoidance functions are quite well done, it should suit you."

"I won't open it anymore," Su Wanyu muttered softly, feeling immense pressure.

"Alright, stop nagging and let's go upstairs and take a look."

Lu Liang didn't even bother to glance at the car door, and led Su Wanyu upstairs to the shopping mall.

He would swipe his card and pay for any item that Su Wanyu even glanced at, without asking any questions.

They lived in Greentown Puwan for more than half a year, but the furnishings in the house were not as good as those in Wharf Garden where Li Manli lived for half a month.

Lu Liang gave Su Wanyu a supplementary credit card, but she basically never used it. When buying things, she still considered whether she needed them first, just like before.

This is a bad habit and must be corrected.

On a small scale, it was a waste of all the money Lu Liang had made; on a larger scale, it hindered the country's economic development.

"You're talking nonsense with a straight face again," Su Wanyu muttered, then couldn't help but say, "That's enough, that's enough. We've bought so much stuff that the car can't hold it all."

"We've already bought everything, so why worry about delivery?" Lu Liang glared at him irritably. "Just buy whatever you like. That's the meaning of having money."

“But… Siqing isn’t even a year old yet. I only glanced at the children’s clothes and you bought so many. She won’t be able to wear them later.”

"So what? We bought them. Now we can imagine how she'll look in these clothes, isn't that enough?"

Lu Liang smiled and pulled out his bank card countless times, buying whatever he liked without asking the price.

Buying because you need it is the shopping mindset of ordinary people; for them, they buy whatever they want.

"Isn't this just nouveau riche?" Su Wanyu complained.

Do you think they'll think I'm a nouveau riche? Isn't this just me being true to myself?

Lu Liang gestured with his chin, indicating to Su Wanyu to look at the tourists who were taking photos curiously not far away.

The term "nouveau riche" is actually a prejudice in people's minds; the key is to look at the person's social class and status.

Three years ago, when Lu Liang was just starting out, many people said he was a nouveau riche, but now no one says that anymore, and no one dares to say it.

After all, this year's richest people are destined to break into the top ten, and they will definitely not just be number ten.

If Lu Liang is a nouveau riche, then who are the people in front of and behind him?
Furthermore, the country has been established for less than 70 years, so where would the nobility come from? If there are still remnants of the old era, would they dare to admit it?
Su Wanyu hesitated for a long time, unable to find a reason to refute, and said sullenly, "I can't argue with you."

"Enjoy the pleasure of shopping!"

Lu Liang laughed heartily, put his arm around Su Wanyu's waist, and moved on to the next store.

That evening, news that the two went shopping and purchased a large amount of furniture, appliances and children's clothing went viral.

"Holy crap, they bought so many children's clothes for four or five-year-olds? Are Ryoko's kids already that big?"

"Ryoko got married? When did that happen?"

"Probably not, a four or five-year-old? Could it be that he's unexpectedly become a father?"

"I remember Goddess Su was only 23 years old? This is terrible, she got pregnant and gave birth at 18 or 19?"

Just as Lu Liang had predicted, no one called him a nouveau riche. Netizens were speculating about how Su Wanyu managed to win over one of the three most powerful post-85s men on earth.

(End of this chapter)