They all have a special liking for me

"Don't say buts. You have nothing to lose. I know Yan Mengyun. She is my good mother. She has a lot of legal resources. You should have heard of her company."

Jiang Ao mentioned the name of the company, and of course Wang Ruoming had heard of it.

"As long as you are determined to be free, as long as you do not compromise, as long as you want to say goodbye to marriage, a beautiful tomorrow is waiting for you!

Leng Youhuang will not give you anything, but after the divorce, you will have a super bright sky!

Think about it, even if you only get tens of millions and a few houses, you can be alone on the sofa, and if you don’t want to cook at night, you can order a private dish. The simplest Boston lobster is baked with cheese, and the simplest snow crab is cooked. You can squander your life at will, hug a girl, a girl wearing all kinds of skirts, a free girl or a not-free girl, a girl who loves life...

Instead of Leng Youhuang, a monster like Leng Youhuang, a woman with such top-notch skills is not suitable for you at all.

We don't need to face her, understand?

Of course, you can also try to make a final attempt to retain it.

But to run towards freedom, you have to give up all your fantasies, do you hear me, Mr. Wang?" Jiang Ao's smile was so warm.

"So...what do you want? Do you want me to give you a house after the divorce? Or do you want?"

"I said, I want to protect Zhenzhen. I'm not short of money, and I have plenty of time. When I saw you looking so cowardly, I wanted to save you." There was another sentence Jiang Ao didn't say. Of course, he wanted to see Leng Youhuang become single again.

He wants to challenge his weak spot.

He wants to make Leng Youhuang his woman!

"I don't know what to say. I know your purpose is not that simple, but...but what you said is deafening. I really don't want to go on like this. I am living in a daze day after day. I have accomplished nothing, and everyone treats me as compensation for Leng Youhuang!

I just looked at Tao Zhenzhen for a second longer, and she made me kneel down and stepped on me with her high heels. I was like a piece of trash that could be summoned and dismissed at will!

You are right, Jiang Ao, I need freedom!

No matter how beautiful she is, she has never let anyone touch her since we got married!" Wang Ruoming's courage suddenly emerged from his body.

"You're right. To you, to someone like you, cheating is nothing but a trivial matter. It's a trivial matter! What's more, Leng Youhuang saw that you were lonely and empty and set a trap for you!

You must fight for your own interests and freedom!

The fantasies these women weave are all fleeting. The only things you can hold firmly in your hands are money and freedom! Do you understand? It's time to start a new life, Wang Ruoming!

Regardless of everything, take back your freedom at all costs!" Jiang Ao also grabbed his hand tightly.

Wang Ruoming knew that there was a terrible and fanatical ambition in Jiang Ao's eyes, but every word he said was so confident and sophisticated.

He can see through his own heart and his own weaknesses.

Chapter 1 This world is just a huge makeshift team! (/Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"I'll treat you to a meal, Jiang Ao, I'll treat you to a meal..."

"Why bother? How much money do you have in your pocket now?"

"I still have several thousand pocket money from Leng Youhuang. I have to report to her in advance if I want to buy clothes or something." Wang Ruoming's words sounded a bit sad.

Jiang Ao knew that such a waste could not stop Leng Youhuang at all, nor could he possess Leng Youhuang at all.

"What music do you usually listen to?"

"I like Xiaogang's songs, "Twilight" and "Blue and White Porcelain", do you know them?"

"I know. Let's put it on and give it a listen. I like those by Luo Dayou..." Jiang Ao answered in a seemingly relaxed tone, as if he was just chatting.

In fact, he talked about songs, everything under the sun, and his heart, just to make Wang Ruoming feel the value of freedom.

When people recall the past, they miss the freedom they could not have.

What Wang Ruoming likes to listen to are undoubtedly old songs.

"Lukang Town? Or Love Song 1990? Or Childhood?"

“I like them all. He has many songs.”

"I happen to have one here." Wang Ruoming turned on the car's touch-screen speakers. Although the screen clicks were a bit slow to respond, he could still hear the retro sound quality of that time.

Xiaogang's "Blue and White Porcelain" is very flavorful. March passes by, willow catkins scatter, and lovers hurry by. Jiang Ao and Wang Ruoming are singing along. Their voices are very soft. When they sing to the point where they feel regretful but cannot express it, and they realize their hearts shrink in surprise.

Wang Ruoming's emotions came up.

That kind of negative and unrelieved emotion from before.

Old songs always evoke a certain sadness in Wang Ruoming's heart.

He saw that Jiang Ao sang very well, and he suddenly laughed, "You know what? The only freedom I had before was when Leng Youhuang wouldn't take my car, and I had some time to myself before going home.

She occasionally needs me to cook, but she will always find fault with my cooking. After I work hard to prepare a table full of dishes, she will just eat a few bites and then stop eating, ordering private dishes or takeout.

Apart from cooking, I can't help her with business, and my academic qualifications are not much better than hers.

She knows everything, she knows everything..."

"I just don't know how to love you." Jiang Ao shrugged.

Wang Ruoming's smile turned bitter.

"There's still a chance to choose. Don't worry, my friend." Jiang Ao and Wang Ruoming bumped fists.

“A woman who has never let you touch her in all these years of marriage is not worth your sadness.

Although you have lost your freedom for so many years, it is not too late to start now." Jiang Ao's voice overlapped with Wang Ruoming's fate in Xiaogang's melancholy and lonely singing.

He nodded vigorously.

"Student Jiang Ao, I don't know why you are helping me. I know that your motives are not pure and it's not just to help me, but anyway, you are the first one to say these words in all these years.

You have ignited my desire for freedom. After the divorce, I will definitely give you part of the money I get." He said firmly.

"No need, just treat me to a meal then." Jiang Ao didn't care, he didn't want money.

"It's my sincere gift." Wang Ruoming smiled.

Then, when his cell phone rang, he would subconsciously turn off the song at the first moment, turning off the little freedom that belonged to him.

"Hey, what's wrong, You Huang?"

"I'll go home for dinner tonight, you cook."

"Tonight...I'm going to have dinner with my friends."

"What friends?" Leng Youhuang's voice sank.

"Dude..."

"What other friends do you have? Buddies? What buddies? Come back to me quickly, otherwise, don't come back at night. You know the consequences." Leng Youhuang's voice was full of coldness and inhumanity.

Wang Ruoming was trembling all over, but he still took a slow, deep breath.

Jiang Ao gave him a look.

"Okay... I'll come back." He seemed to have made up his mind.

"That's more like it. Come back and stop doing those messy things of yours."

Wang Ruoming did not nod. He listened to Leng Youhuang and hung up the phone.

"I need to part ways with her first and make everything clear. Jiang Ao, I can only treat you to a meal next time."

"Okay, if you need my help, just call me anytime. I'll go back and help you find a good team of lawyers." The lawyers that Yan Mengyun knew were all very scary.

He got out of Wang Ruoming's car and watched Wang Ruoming drive away.

Jiang Ao did not appear in Tao Zhenzhen's office, and the recording equipment could not record any conversations between Jiang Ao and Tao Zhenzhen when they were alone in the past two days.

Leng Youhuang knew that she had somewhat alerted the enemy, and Jiang Ao did not give her any chance. What she had to do now was to go home early and let Jiang Ao let down his guard.

But when Leng Youhuang went downstairs, she found Jiang Ao standing next to the garage.

"Who are you waiting for here?"

"I don't know. Wait a minute. Maybe it's Fei Lu, maybe it's Zhen Zhen, or maybe it's you." Jiang Ao looked at Leng Youhuang's eyes that were full of suspicion.

Those cold, merciless eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, your husband is quite pitiful?" Jiang Ao raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" Leng Youhuang immediately felt something was wrong. She saw the curve on Jiang Ao's lips. "What did you say to my husband?"

"I didn't say anything, I just felt like he was your puppet..."

"This is something a kid like you doesn't need to know."

"Adults are always like this. You are still young and don't need to know. The same applies to marriage and career. But you old-timers, you so-called adults, are nothing more than a bunch of makeshift teams in my eyes.

The principles and morals that you claim to be used to restrain young people have been discarded by you yourselves.

I'm looking forward to what you'll look like in the future, Leng Youhuang." Jiang Ao was halfway through his words when his eyes fixed on Leng Youhuang and her graceful waist.

The place no one has ever visited

Leng Youhuang's beautiful eyes became even colder.

But now she just wanted to go home and interrogate her weak husband.

If Jiang Ao really said something to Wang Ruoming, Leng Youhuang would know it immediately.

She really didn't expect Jiang Ao to go find her husband. She just didn't keep an eye on him for a while, and Jiang Ao took over? ? This little bastard is really scheming.

Leng Youhuang really wanted to tie up Jiang Ao, this unrestrained little bastard who dared to go against her, and then ravage him and crush his pride.

Jiang Aoming’s card is related to Tao Zhenzhen, but she just can’t catch it…

This feeling of not being able to find any evidence is really frustrating.

Now Jiang Ao is starting over again? Talking about her husband?

Her husband's smile in front of others was always gentle and polite, so how did Jiang Ao know this? Did her husband let it slip?

He had never dared to do so. He had always kept his head down in cowardice, not daring to say a word. How could a stranger like Jiang Ao, a worthless student, possibly let his husband speak? ?

But when he saw the smile on Jiang Ao's face, Leng Youhuang suddenly felt a cold wind blowing.

Chapter 2: Give me back my freedom and good days! Leng Youhuang! (/Please give me a monthly ticket!)

When Leng Youhuang returned home, what greeted her was not Wang Ruoming's usual servility and a sumptuous meal waiting for her to criticize. Wang Ruoming was sitting at the dining table.

"Where's dinner?? You haven't started making it?? What are you wasting your time for??"

Leng Youhuang suddenly became angry.

"I won't cook dinner anymore, Leng Youhuang. Even if I cooked dinner, you would still despise me and criticize me. You said I wasn't as good as those chefs in the hotels." Wang Ruoming was really scared. Leng Youhuang's angry state was quite terrifying. There were signs of a rage in her eyes, like thunder gathering. If it were in the past, Wang Ruoming would have knelt down immediately.

But now, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Jiang Ao said was so right.

It couldn’t be more right.

The more Leng Youhuang insulted him, the more he felt that freedom was so precious and that he must fight for it at all costs. He had nothing left to lose.

The only thing he had to lose was the chain that Leng Youhuang had put around his neck.

"It's one thing for me to be picky, but it's another for you to cook. I told you that your cooking is not tasty, and you corrected it every time. Have you corrected it?"

"Chefs make a living by cooking, but I don't..."

"You dare to talk back! Wang Ruoming, get down on your knees!" Leng Youhuang's anger instantly exploded in her throat. She slammed the dining table heavily. The once supreme majesty was like a blazing flame. Wang Ruoming's knees went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He had become Pavlov's dog, and his mind had almost been tamed by Leng Youhuang.

But this time, Jiang Ao's voice still rang in his ears: Freedom, freedom, and fucking freedom!

"No more..." he muttered quietly to himself.

"You said so?? Stand up! Get on your knees!"

"I'm telling you, Leng Youhuang, I won't, I won't kneel again, I won't kneel to you again!! Did you hear me?? I've already lost enough freedom from you! I'm already in so much pain that I can't bear it any more!"

"Are you looking for death? Wang Ruoming? Don't forget, now..."

"I want a divorce, Leng Youhuang, now, I want to divorce you! Do you hear me! Do you hear me!" Wang Ruoming also gritted his teeth. He looked at the anger in Leng Youhuang's eyes and did not have the slightest respect or love for him.

He let out the most primitive and manly roar.

From his frail, thin, and haggard body burst forth countless forces longing for freedom. It was a powerful force that warmed one's body from head to toe and gave one goose bumps.

"A person like you is qualified to talk about divorce? You cheating bastard! You won't get any money after the divorce, and you will be homeless on the streets and no one will want you! What else can you do if you leave me? Huh?" Leng Youhuang's threat was still the same as before.

"Who told you that I won't get any money in the divorce? Leng Youhuang, someone told me that the so-called cheating was just a scam you hired someone to act out.