After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

When Mingyun arrived outside the plastic surgery hospital, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan was parked on the side of the road.

The driver's side window was lowered by one-third.

She saw that the person driving was Qin Pinsen.

Their eyes met, and Qin Pinsen gestured with his eyes before rolling up the car window.

Mingyun walked over, intending to sit in the back, but the car door wouldn't open. So she went to the driver's side and knocked on the window.

The car windows have privacy film, so you can't see inside.

However, a few seconds later, the passenger door slowly opened.

Mingyun then walked over and sat in the passenger seat.

Qin Pinsen not only drove a car that was quite low-key for him, but also dressed as simply as possible.

It's clear he's trying his best to avoid attracting attention today.

Mingyun could understand. If the young master of the Qin family were recognized while entering and leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, it would definitely be big news.

She didn't say anything and silently fastened her seatbelt.

The car started moving slowly.

"Let's go get some lunch first," Qin Pinsen said as he drove. "You pick a place."

His tone was calm and gentle, as if the two of them were still getting along as usual.

Mingyun glanced at his profile.

To be honest, while he might not be considered an extremely handsome man, he is still one in a million. He has handsome features, an air of refinement and nobility, and his height of 1.85 meters and physique are also quite outstanding.

For a moment, Mingyun was somewhat dazed.

She had actually been married to this man for six years.

I graduated from university at the age of 21, and now at 27 I am a mother of two.

From initially marrying Qin Pinsen with great joy and striving to be a good wife, to now having to register for divorce.

The changes are so drastic, it feels like a different world.

"Where would you like to eat?" Qin Pinsen asked again.

Mingyun snapped out of her daze. "Why did you invite me to dinner?"

For six whole years, until today, when they were going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register their divorce, this man picked her up in his car for the first time and took her out to eat for the first time.

Qin Pinsen said, "Let's part amicably."

Mingyun smiled silently.

If it weren't for my repeated tolerance and consideration, the divorce between the two of them would probably have nothing to do with these four words.

"Alright," Mingyun said calmly, "We can eat anywhere, you decide."

Qin Pinsen then chose a high-end restaurant on his own.

On the way to the restaurant, I made a phone call and booked a private room.

There was no further communication along the way.

When the two arrived at the hotel, even when taking the elevator up from the underground parking garage, Qin Pinsen wore a mask and sunglasses.

"Room 999, this way, please."

The waiter led the two to their destination.

As soon as Mingyun and Qin Pinsen entered VIP room 999, another group of guests arrived in another luxury VIP room diagonally opposite them.

Leading the group was Mingyun's younger brother, Mingxuan.

"It's my treat today, eat as much as you like."

Mingxuan spoke to several men and women in their early twenties.

The group beamed and showered him with compliments before laughing and joking as they entered the private room.

Mingxuan took out her phone, glanced at it, and frowned.

After Mingyun didn't answer his call, he sent a bunch of messages, but hasn't received a single reply yet.

As he walked into the private room, he sent another message.

Sis, if you don't get this job sorted out for me, don't blame me for getting angry!

He was really anxious.

Because a few days ago, he had already boasted about it to his friends.

He said he was about to become a senior executive in a group under the Qin family of Binhan.

So, after being showered with compliments and praise from his friends over the past few days, he came here to treat them to a meal.

If he doesn't end up getting into the Qin Group, he'll lose face in front of his friends.

the other side.

Inside VIP Box No. 999.

Qin Pinsen ordered more than ten dishes in one go.

Mingyun looked at the message her younger brother had sent and pondered how to reply.

"Mingyun, to be honest, your performance these past few days has surprised me somewhat," Qin Pinsen said, interrupting her thoughts.

She put down her phone and asked, "What happened?"

Qin Pinsen looked into her eyes and said, "I thought you would keep pestering me, or demand a large sum of compensation from me."

Mingyun replied calmly, "You can give it to me."

Qin Pinsen coughed lightly, touched his nose, and changed the subject, "You have custody of your daughter, but for the sake of the child, you should be willing to let her live in the Qin family, and all her expenses will be covered by the Qin family."

Mingyun took a sip of the flower tea in front of her and hummed in agreement.

Then, Qin Pinsen took out a check from his pocket and pushed it in front of her.

"This is compensation for the house in the Liujin Mansion that Ya'er gave you. You can collect the money anytime."

Mingyun glanced at the check.

Three million.

If we replace all the previously damaged furniture, we can still have about two million left.

He was really generous for that woman.

That's true, you can easily spend over two million to buy someone a dress.

It's impossible to know exactly how much money has been spent on He Ya and the illegitimate child over the past five years.

Qin Pinsen is not short of money.

Mingyun had never received such generosity and thoughtfulness, not even once.

She never received a gift from him, regardless of the occasion, including her birthday or wedding anniversary.

The more I thought about it, the more irritating the check seemed.

"Not enough?" Qin Pinsen frowned slightly.

Mingyun picked up the check and put it in her bag. "That's enough, thank you, Young Master Qin."

It may be glaringly bright, but if I don't take it, it's free.

Qin Pinsen was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Do you hate me?"

Mingyun was somewhat taken aback, then smiled and said, "We're getting a divorce anyway, why are you suddenly saying things like this?"

Qin Pinsen looked into her eyes and saw only calmness, without any ripples.

He felt a strange emptiness in his heart.

"It's nothing..." He took a couple of sips of tea. "I just hope that you can still live a good life in the future."

Mingyun didn't know if he meant it sincerely, or if he meant that she should never disturb him and Heya in the future.

She didn't bother to guess or ask further, and simply replied, "I'll be fine."

The waiters started serving the dishes one after another.

Qin Pinsen also thoughtfully served food to Mingyun.

Ke Mingyun didn't touch her chopsticks at all.

"What's wrong? No appetite?" Qin Pinsen asked.

Looking at the table full of exquisite dishes, and then at the food in her own bowl, Mingyun didn't know how to react.

There wasn't a single dish here that she usually liked to eat.

Qin Pinsen had absolutely no idea what she liked.

But she remembered all his habits and tastes very clearly, and the dishes he ordered this time were exactly what he liked.

"Waiter," Mingyun called out, "I'd like a plate of fried rice with extra scallions."

Qin Pinsen frowned. "With so much delicious food, you only want to eat fried rice?"

Mingyun ignored him, and when the fried rice was served, she quickly finished eating, wiped her mouth clean, and got up.

"Enjoy your meal, Mr. Qin. I'm full. I'll head to the Civil Affairs Bureau first. Don't keep me waiting too long, Mr. Qin."

After saying that, she was about to leave the private room.

Qin Pinsen looked at her tall figure from behind, his expression becoming complicated, and suddenly he also got up and left his seat.

Just as Mingyun was about to open the door.

Qin Pinsen strode forward, overtaking Qin Pinsen and grabbing the doorknob first.

Mingyun frowned. "What does Young Master Qin mean by this?"

"Don't call me Young Master Qin anymore!" Qin Pinsen's eyes flashed with anger as he suddenly grabbed Mingyun's waist.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully!