Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "Let's talk about divorce."

[Emotion +7.]

Jiang Liluo's mood instantly soured: "They're talking about divorce, and they're practically pouting from ear to ear!!"

Ning Dongyang spread his hands: "I can stay."

As he spoke, he stared into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Jiang Lilu took a breath: "I..."

She forcefully suppressed her desire not to leave.

Ning Dongyang laughed and said, "Just kidding."

"Don't waver in your resolve."

"Thinking about the beauty of your white moonlight makes divorce seem sweet."

[Emotion +8.]

The more indifferent Ning Dongyang seemed, the more confused Jiang Liluo became.

No, she cannot waver.

……

One of them wanted to leave in search of his unrequited love.

Another desires to leave, to pursue the stars and the sea.

With my ID card and other relevant documents, I got divorced very smoothly.

In this parallel world, there's no thirty-day cooling-off period; they just stamp the papers and each receives a divorce certificate.

Driving Jiang Liluo's BMW 7 Series, Ning Dongyang, as her ex-husband, returned to the Shanshui Yuntian residential area.

Open the door and go home.

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "Ex-wife, shall we celebrate?"

On the way back, Jiang Liluo's mood was not as good as she had imagined. Instead, she felt a sense of loss, as if she had lost something important.

Upon hearing this, she angrily bit her lip.

"Dongyang, why do you look so happy?"

That's what I meant.

Ning Dongyang shrugged: "What can I do if I'm unhappy?"

"If I'm unhappy and I have to resort to crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, will you give up on that thing... Sigh, I'm just swallowing my pride. What you see is only a forced smile; you don't see my broken heart."

Jiang Liluo leaned against Ning Dongyang: "You can make a scene."

Huh? Ning Dongyang was stunned by her train of thought.

He took a deep breath of the refreshing fragrance and picked Jiang Liluo up in his arms: "What are you doing? I'm going to make you laugh—"

Jiang Liluo realized that after Ning Dongyang hugged her, she had no strength to resist at all.

She can't do this, she can't do this.

If things continue like this, she'll forget about Brother Jibo.

Brother Jibo will be magnanimous, right?

(2455 words omitted this time.)

Jiang Liluo fell silent.

Ning Dongyang is preparing for the lottery draw.

I've bombed numerous groups, plus the emotional support provided by Jiang Liluo. I now have 958 emotional points, enough for 9 more draws.

Ding--

[I won a small red envelope.]

Ding--

[I won a small red envelope.]

Ding--

[I won a small red envelope.]

Ding--

[I extracted a bit of the essence.]

Ding--

[I extracted a bit of the essence.]

Ding--

[I won a small red envelope.]

Ding--

[Skill obtained: Catching a blade bare-handed.]

Ding--

[I extracted a bit of the essence.]

Ding--

[I won a small red envelope.]

Nine draws yielded five small red envelopes, three points of the essence, and a skill for catching a blade barehanded.

Open the red envelope first; your luck shouldn't be bad.

After all, he was really enjoying touching it.

Touch the small red envelope.

Ding--

[A Supreme Black Card account ending in 9527 has received a balance of 572180 yuan.]

Not bad, not bad, almost 600,000.

Ning Dongyang happily continued touching the small red envelope.

Ding--

[A Supreme Black Card account ending in 9527 has received a balance of 197001 yuan.]

Ding--

[A Supreme Black Card account ending in 9527 has received a balance of 818 yuan.]

Oops, my luck has suddenly turned bad!

That won't do.

Concentrate and calm your mind, and good luck will come.

Touch the small red envelope.

Ding--

[A Supreme Black Card account ending in 9527 has received a balance of 881193 yuan.]

Touch the small red envelope.

Ding--

[A Supreme Black Card account ending in 9527 has received a balance of 864416 yuan.]

Haha, I'm so happy to have found this money.

There are three more fundamental points. What should we add?

With a thought, the panel appeared.

[Host: Ning Dongyang]

[Mood value: 67]

Lifespan: 25/87

[Original Point: 3]

【Height: 186】

[Physical Fitness: 11]

【Strength: 11】

【Speed: 12】

【Mental Power: 11】

Appearance rating: 89

[Skill: Mystic Eye, catches a blade barehanded.]

To do anything, you need a good body and good physical condition. Well, two points of physical condition, one point of speed.

After adding the source points, I looked at the panel floating in front of me again.

[Host: Ning Dongyang]

[Mood value: 67]

Lifespan: 25/87

[Original Point: 0]

【Height: 186】

[Physical Fitness: 13]

【Strength: 11】

【Speed: 13】

【Mental Power: 11】

Appearance rating: 89

[Skill: Mystic Eye, catches a blade barehanded.]

Ning Dongyang glanced at his ex-wife, whose face was streaked with tears. Sigh, in this situation, there was no way to share joy again.

[Emotion +9.]

Jiang Liluo quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look at him at all, and even her breathing became weak.

Just then.

The cell phone rang beautifully.

Jiang Liluo answered the phone, her voice soft and sweet: "Qingke."

A sweet voice came from the other end: "Sister Li Luo, I'm back."

"Oh dear, filming is so tiring, I've lost so much weight from starving outside. I suddenly really want to eat my brother-in-law's cooking, Sister Li Luo, I want to come over to your house for dinner tonight."

Jiang Lilu laughed and said, "You little glutton!"

"Okay, I'll have your brother-in-law go buy groceries right away, and we'll make you an extra meal tonight."

On the other end of the phone: "I'll hang up now."

I hung up the phone.

Jiang Liluo looked at Ning Dongyang and said in a pleading tone, "Qingke is coming, Dongyang, could you...?"

Speaking of Shangguan Qingke, Jiang Liluo's best friend, Ning Dongyang had a good impression of her.

"Cooking is no problem, the problem is you have to pay extra!"

"I almost forgot, you don't have much money on you right now..."

He jogged over to his room, retrieved a sheet of white paper and a pen, and handed them to Jiang Liluo: "Here, write an IOU first."

Jiang Liluo stared at Ning Dongyang as if she didn't recognize him, and said with a wronged expression, "You cook a meal for me, and you still want to charge me?"

"You just bullied me!!"

Ning Dongyang chuckled: "One thing at a time."

"The past is the past, and the present is the present."

"Don't feel wronged. I cook for you personally, and not just anyone can afford to eat like this. I won't charge you much; with my skills, one meal costs 100,000. Isn't that an incredibly reasonable price?"

Jiang Liluo picked up the paper and pen and said defiantly, "I'll write."

[Emotion +8.]

After carefully putting away the IOU written by Jiang Liluo, Ning Dongyang smiled with satisfaction: "I can cook for you every day from now on, as long as you pay me."

Jiang Liluo turned her head to the side: "No, I can't afford it."

"Who spends 100,000 on a single meal?!"

As Ning Dongyang put on his clothes, he laughed and said, "You can subscribe for a month or even a year."

Jiang Liluo felt like she was being teased.

For some reason, she forgot what she had said before the divorce at noon: that Ning Dongyang should move out in seven days.

It seems they don't want him to move out and want him to stay here indefinitely.

Brother Jibo will understand her, right?

Immediately following Ning Dongyang's question, he asked, "How much is an annual subscription?"

Ning Dongyang reached out and pinched her chin: "Ten million."

"Jiang Liluo, you need to work hard and make money, otherwise you won't even be able to afford food."

[Emotion +6.]

Jiang Liluo looked up: "When I make a lot of money, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life, and you'll cook for me for the rest of your life."