Chapter 7: Talk to my lawyer

Chapter 7 I have something to talk to my lawyer
Wen Qiao, who had been leaning against the wall, straightened up and walked to the living room, clapping his hands: "Chopin's Polish dance in G minor is very good, only worse than when Wen Mo was four years old. Little bit."
The arrival of the uninvited guests broke the warmth of the family of four. A guilty conscience flashed in Wen Jianmin's eyes. Just now, he said that the two children were the taint of his life. Did this girl hear him?
Wen Xuan took the lead in reacting, jumping off the round stool with a face of dissatisfaction: "Don't compare me with a neuropath who can't even speak!"
Zhong Hui and Xu Lu calmly observed Wen Jianmin's reaction. Wen Jianmin obviously had no opinion on this sentence, and did not say anything to stop it.
Wen Qiao sneered with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "If I choose, I would rather be a genius and mentally impaired than a mediocre mediocre like you. After all, mental disorders can be cured, but ordinary people can only follow you for a lifetime. ."
Zhong Hui couldn't help it anymore, and said with a strange air of Yin and Yang: "Xuan Xuan is still young, how can you be familiar with a child?"
Wen Qiao sneered: "If a child is ignorant, it must be taught by an adult. If an adult is ignorant, then Aunt Zhong always talks about neurosis in private?"
Zhong Hui shrank and gritted her teeth.
"You are full of gunpowder as soon as you come. What are you doing?" Wen Jianmin finally spoke, but only to protect his current wife and son.
The four of them stood together, and Wen Qiao was alone against the world, with a cold smile in his eyes.
Wen Qiao fetched a piece of paper out of his jeans pocket and slowly unfolded: "I came here today to settle an account with you. You divorced my mother and let my mother go out. In eleven years, For the three children who are underage, they have not paid a penny of support. This is illegal in the legal sense. I calculated the bill. You probably paid us two million. This is the bill. Please have a look."
After being born again, she has many things to do, so she naturally needs money.
If you don't take the money of the scumbag, you can't just make him cheap.
Zhong Hui yelled: "Wen Qiao, you are really not in charge, you don't know how much firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, but you can really open your mouth and open your mouth for two million. When your father's money came in the wind?"
The imaginary smile on Wen Qiao’s face disappeared completely: "Your ex-husband is not good enough, and you don’t want to pay you support. My dad is different. My dad has money. Besides, I take my dad’s money and you interrupt. Is it right? Find out what your last name is before you speak."
Wen Jianmin had a black face: "It's not big or small, so rude to elders, is that what your mother taught you?"
Wen Qiao shrugged: "My mother is gentle and virtuous. I grew up savagely. Besides, I'm not big or small. I'm outspoken. I'm only nineteen. I'm still young. I don't know what to do. Just be familiar with me."
Zhong Hui's face turned red and white with anger.
Wen Jianmin was a little frustrated and frustrated: "Let me say one sentence. You have ten sentences to wait. There is no rule. If you take the money, you will call my dad. Why don't you call dad?"
"You made a mistake about causality. It's not that I didn't call your dad. It was you who abandoned us first. I wanted to call. Did you give me a chance? Mr. Wen?"
Wen Jianmin threw the bill in his hand: "Two million, don't even think about it, no."
Wen Qiao took out his business card from another pocket: "If Mr. Wen has any comments, please negotiate with my lawyer. I don't mind to make the family scandal and go to court."
She put the business card on the splint of the grand piano, then turned around and left in a cool manner.
(End of this chapter)