After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

After the assistant left, Su Qing stood up and looked around the empty, luxurious bedroom.

Although I still felt a little worried about Tuantuan, I thought about it again—

"Fortunately, Manman is still here."

Manman is her best friend. She hates deceit and feels sorry for Tuantuan the most.

With her keeping an eye on things back home, if that bastard Lin Fan really causes Tuantuan to have problems with what he eats, or if he does anything abusive, Manman will definitely notify her immediately.

At that time, no matter where she is, she will fly back immediately and use all means to send Lin Fan to prison!

Correct!

Only by working hard to earn money, and only by possessing absolute capital and status, will she have a 100% chance of winning in the future custody battle!

Thinking of this, the confusion in Su Qing's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by the coldness and decisiveness unique to a strong woman.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Su Qing picked up her phone and immediately blacklisted all search terms and news notifications related to Lin Fan.

She didn't want to see any more news about that roadside stall, nor did she want to see her daughter "suffering" in that smoky environment.

Su Qing tossed her phone into her Hermes bag, grabbed her suitcase, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Downstairs, a black Maybach had been waiting for quite some time.

The car door closed, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

Su Qing leaned back in the leather seat, watching the Jiangcheng scenery rushing past the window, her eyes icy.

"Lin Fan, go ahead and jump around in that mud pit all you want."

"When the company goes public, you will understand that the path we are on is already worlds apart."

……

Luxury apartments in downtown Jiangcheng.

Shen Man was wearing a face mask and lying on the sofa scrolling through her phone.

Suddenly, a message popped up on WeChat.

[Su Qing: Manman, I'm on the plane. Please take care of things back home during this time. Especially regarding Lin Fan, if anything unusual happens, or if anything happens to Tuan Tuan, please email me immediately.]

Upon seeing this message, Shen Man suddenly jumped up from the sofa, almost causing her face mask to fall off.

"Gone?"

Shen Man blinked and checked several times.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming surge of joy welled up inside me!

"Yay!!! That's awesome!"

Shen Man excitedly rolled around on the sofa.

Although she felt sorry for Su Qing and genuinely wanted to stand up for her best friend, those soup dumplings just smelled so good!

These past two days, while enjoying the divine cuisine prepared by Lin Fan, she also had to rack her brains to make up lies for Su Qing, saying things like "it stinks" and "flies are flying everywhere," which drove Su Qing to the brink of a mental breakdown and caused her great torment of conscience.

Now it's all good!

Su Qing went to Switzerland for a closed-door roadshow and barely even looked at her phone!

This means—

"When the tiger's away, the monkeys... pshaw! Now I can eat them openly and honestly!"

Shen Man ripped off the face mask, revealing a delicate yet greedy face.

"Surveillance? Yes! I'm going to conduct surveillance!"

Shen Man found herself an impeccable reason: "To prevent that bastard Lin Fan from abusing Tuantuan, I've decided to 'stake out' the night market every day! And while I'm at it... check if there's anything wrong with his ingredients!"

"Yeah! I'm such a great Chinese best friend!"

I checked the time; it was 4:30 PM.

Without saying a word, Shen Man rushed into the dressing room.

This time, she didn't wear those concealing sportswear anymore. Since Su Qing wasn't around, she didn't need to pretend to be a thief.

She chose a Chanel early spring new dress, paired it with a pair of Jimmy Choo high heels, applied an exquisite "pure and alluring" makeup look, and carried a small Hermès bag.

"Let's go! Destination: Soup dumplings!"

……

5:20 PM.

When Shen Man drove her flashy BMW Z4 convertible to the university town night market, she was dumbfounded.

At this time yesterday, the line was long, but at least you could still see the end of it.

today……

"Is this...is this a concert?"

Shen Man took off her sunglasses, looked at the sea of ​​black heads in front of her, her red lips slightly parted, her face full of disbelief.

Lin Fan's stall was surrounded by a huge crowd within a hundred meters.

Even the streets a few blocks away were half blocked.

The crowd included not only students and white-collar workers, but also tour groups carrying flags, and even a few Taoist priests dressed in robes.

Even more outrageous, there were elderly men and women in the queue carrying small stools and holding stacks of number tags.

"Account for sale! Account for sale! Top 10 spot! Only 200!"

"Want to try some divine soup dumplings? Want to experience a spiritual uplift? Number 5, 500 yuan! No bargaining!"

"Queueing service! Shopping service! Professional errand runner!"

cattle!

These are definitely the kind of scalpers you only see at top-tier trendy stores!

Shen Man parked her car and tried to squeeze in, wearing high heels, but she was stopped by an older woman wearing a red armband after only two steps.

"Hey, hey, hey! Young lady, don't you know the rules? Get in line at the back!" The older woman pointed to the end of the line several hundred meters away. "See that utility pole? Go line up over there!"

Shen Man looked at the seemingly endless end of the line and her composure crumbled.

If we had to wait in line like this, we wouldn't even be able to get water to wash the pots, let alone steamed buns!

"Auntie, I have an emergency..."

"Who isn't in a hurry? I've been waiting in line for four hours!" The older woman rolled her eyes at her.

Shen Man gritted her teeth and looked at the slip of paper in the old woman's hand that had "number 3" written on it.

As a wealthy woman who is never short of money, Shen Man's greatest skill is her ability to control her finances.

"Ma'am, are you selling this spot?"

Shen Man opened her limited-edition Hermes wallet, pulled out a wad of bright red bills, and said, "One thousand yuan! In exchange for this note!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, staring wide-eyed at the stack of money.

Earning a thousand just by queuing? That's more exciting than her month of square dancing!

"Sell! Sell! You have excellent taste, young lady!" Without another word, the older woman shoved the slip of paper into Shen Man's hand, snatched the money, and happily walked away. "I'll come back tomorrow to queue for you!"

Shen Man held the crumpled note and pouted.

Including the cost of the steamed buns, this meal will cost close to two thousand.

Although she wasn't short of money, the thought of spending two thousand yuan on just one basket of steamed buns still stung her a little.

But when she thought about those juicy crab roe buns, she felt it was worth it!

With the prestigious seat number "3" secured, Shen Man walked confidently through the crowd and arrived directly at the front of the booth.

At this moment, Lin Fan had just parked the Wuling Hongguang and was unloading the cargo.

Today, Tuantuan wore a beautiful new dress and sat on a small stool like a little princess, holding the drawing board that her father had just bought and drawing.

"Dad, look, this is our new home!"

Tuantuan held up her drawing board, on which she had drawn a large house, a large kitchen, and... a house full of steamed buns.

"That's a fantastic drawing!"

Lin Fan praised him with a smile, his eyes full of affection.