After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan pushed the card with 20 yuan to the center of the table, and then silently waited for the other party to make a decision.

Liu Zhiyuan didn't speak, but just stared at the old card on the table, looking somewhat dazed.

"Isn't this the bank card I used to pay my tuition when I was in college?"

"You still have this card?"

In an instant, Liu Zhiyuan seemed to be lost in a memory.

He reached out to grab the card on the table, but just as his fingertips were about to touch it, he recoiled as if he had been electrocuted.

Liu Zhiyuan had a very tough time during his university years.

Although the Liu family encouraged him to go to university, they did not provide any financial support. On the contrary, the family's major expenses had to be covered by Liu Zhiyuan, who was still studying at the time.

Liu Zhiyuan's tuition fees mainly depended on scholarships and subsidies for students from impoverished families, while he earned his living expenses through part-time work.

Whenever scholarship payments are delayed or subsidies for students from impoverished families are late, he has no choice but to borrow money from Peter to pay Paul, finding various ways to make ends meet.

He met Lan Yujuan during the most difficult and desperate time of his life.

Lan Yujuan voluntarily lent him her living expenses and lived frugally herself.

Later, after the two got together, Liu Zhiyuan started taking on part-time jobs one after another, and his earnings gradually increased.

Many college couples break up after graduation.

But Liu Zhiyuan didn't mention breaking up. Instead, on the day of his university graduation ceremony, he gave her his card and made a vow:

Yujuan, I swear, I will be good to you for the rest of my life!

I'm willing to stay in Beijing with you and work hard together. From now on, all the money we earn will be yours to manage!

We'll stay in Beijing to work, we'll buy a house in Beijing, and we'll travel the world together...

The past is still vivid in my mind, but now, everything has changed.

Liu Zhiyuan's voice began to choke, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Yujuan, do you really have absolutely no lingering feelings for me? Not even the slightest bit?"

Lan Yujuan looked at him and shook her head, her eyes calm and firm.

"no."

She unscrewed the bottle cap, took another sip of water, paused for a moment, and then continued:

"Liu Zhiyuan, putting aside our relationship, I think you are quite capable and have a lot of pride."

"In other words, if you hadn't been abandoned by Li Jiaojiao and your work hadn't gone smoothly, you would never have come back to me."

"Why waste each other's energy like this?"

"We're both under thirty this year. We have a long future ahead of us. If we start over in a different place, anything is possible."

The ex-husband sitting opposite her began to frequently change his sitting posture, clenching his fists and then relaxing them, and then unconsciously clenching them again.

He turned his head to the side, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye with his thumb, then lowered his head and looked down, saying to himself with a self-deprecating smile:

"If you truly don't care about me at all, why are you giving me this money?"

"You went to all this trouble, dressing up like this specifically to try and persuade me?"

Lan Yujuan did not evade the question and answered frankly:

"Regardless of the past, from a biological point of view, you will always be Xiaoman's biological father."

"She's still young and doesn't understand things yet, but she'll grow up eventually."

I sincerely hope that you will get better and better.

"At least when Xiaoman grows up, even if you are not close or familiar with her, at least don't become a stain on her life."

If she had a choice, Lan Yujuan would not want her beloved daughter to have a father with a bad reputation who is a deadbeat.

Liu Zhiyuan raised his hands, covered his face with his hands, and pondered in a low voice.

After a long pause, he finally let out a long sigh and turned to look at the lawyer:

"Alright, let's do as she says!"

After leaving the coffee shop, Lan Yujuan felt refreshed and rejuvenated, as if she had been reborn.

Before parting, Liu Zhiyuan looked at her deeply and whispered:

"Thank you for your suggestion, I will consider it carefully."

The two then parted ways in front of the coffee shop.

Lan Yujuan never expected that this scene would be witnessed by someone.

She had just returned to the residential area and hadn't even entered the building when Old Mrs. Qin walked towards her.

Where did you go just now?

The old lady, with a stern face, pressed on with a deep voice.

Lan Yujuan looked up and noticed that behind the old lady was a man dressed in a suit and wearing sunglasses, who looked like both a bodyguard and a driver, and was quite conspicuous.

At this moment, Lan Yujuan was unaware that the old lady had witnessed her and Liu Zhiyuan leaving the coffee shop one after the other.

Hearing this, she was somewhat puzzled, but smiled calmly and replied:

"Grandma, I went out to take care of something."

"You've been waiting here specifically to see Chen Mo?"

The old lady pursed her lips and stared sharply at her:

"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you."

When Lan Yujuan was swept by that gaze, her heart began to race for no reason, and even her scalp tingled.

She mustered her spirits and, ultimately out of respect for Chen Mo, reluctantly invited the Buddha statue upstairs.

Just as the man in sunglasses was about to follow, the old lady waved her hand impatiently and said:

"Don't follow me, go wait for me in the car!"

The man in sunglasses paused, looking troubled, and said:

"Madam, Secretary Qin personally instructed me to stay close to you, just in case..."

The old lady immediately retorted angrily:

"He told you to follow me outside. Now I'm going upstairs, is that outside?"

"Do you want to follow me, or are you trying to drive me crazy?"

The man in sunglasses panicked when he saw the old lady start to get angry, fearing that he would upset her and make her sick. He was caught in a dilemma.

Seeing this, Lan Yujuan gently advised:

"Grandma, how about this?"

"Let him come upstairs with us. I'll get him a chair and a cup of tea, and he can wait for you in the aisle, how about that?"

The old lady didn't say anything, glared at her, and then walked towards the elevator first.

Lan Yujuan breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly followed.

She knew in her heart that the old lady had tacitly approved.

After returning home, Lan Yujuan served the old lady hot tea and then turned to go into the kitchen to wash fruit, trying to delay the process as much as possible.

While she was making tea, she sent a message to Chen Mo, telling him that the old lady had arrived.

"Stop busying yourself!" the old lady said sternly from her sofa.

"Come here, I have something to ask you."