Chapter 183: Something’s Wrong with Her Brain

Song Qingtian shook her head, looking very obedient.

“If I can’t learn from the big shot, learning from my daughter is fine too.”

Ling Hanyu wasn’t angry enough to die—he was just amused.

“Don’t you want it?”

“I was just saying it casually.”

After finishing her words, Song Qingtian became serious: “I want financial independence. Let’s sign an agreement: my money is mine, your money is yours. How about that? I won’t bring up divorce again—unless you’re the one who wants a divorce. What do you think?”

Aunt Chen stood across from them, watching in confusion. She couldn’t understand how the young mistress, ever since losing her parents, had suddenly turned over a new leaf. How could someone change so drastically?

Not only had she secretly learned a lot of things, but she also kept wanting to leave her husband. Such a transformation was something even someone like her couldn’t achieve.

Let alone Song Qingtian.

But there’s no greater sorrow than having one’s heart dead.

When a person changes this much, there must be something hidden that others don’t know about.

Aunt Chen felt sorry for Song Qingtian. Such a huge change must have been caused by the sudden news of both her parents passing away.

It was just too sudden!

“I don’t think so. Bring me the more than ten million you just accepted, and I’ll manage it for you.”

Song Qingtian’s face instantly turned icy, and a hint of arrogance showed in her eyes.

She smiled faintly: “Then let’s get a divorce.”

Ling Hanyu’s face went completely cold.

Song Qingtian looked at Ling Hanyu, presenting her with a choice: if you don’t agree, then we’ll get divorced.

She couldn’t even come up with a reason to argue.

Ling Hanyu’s eyes were as cold as ice: “Don’t even think about it.”

Ling Hanyu shifted his position and turned to the side.

Song Qingtian leaned against the side, utterly silent. Aunt Chen felt helpless—without her parents’ protection, no matter how strong she was, she still couldn’t hold on.

After sitting for a while, Ling Hanyu turned around to look at Song Qingtian. She had her arm pressed against the sofa backrest, lying there deep in thought.

Ling Hanyu asked, “Is money really that important?”

“My parents are important too, but they’re gone now.”

Song Qingtian had been preparing herself for this moment for a long time—she’d been waiting for Ling Hanyu to turn around and ask her.

When Ling Hanyu did turn around, her eyes were already red.

Ling Hanyu’s face was tight: “It’s like I’m your father’s killer!”

Song Qingtian turned her head away, staring off into the distance, lying silently on the sofa.

She was waiting for Ling Hanyu to agree.

After sitting for a while, Ling Hanyu called out, “Come here.”

Song Qingtian got up and moved over to Ling Hanyu’s side—so obedient, something rare.

In Ling Hanyu’s memory, since Song Qingtian first brought up divorce, she had never been this compliant.

Seeing Song Qingtian approach, Ling Hanyu pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her as they locked eyes.

“Stop trying to pull this stunt on me—trying to scheme against me?”

Ling Hanyu grabbed Song Qingtian’s chin and gave it a little shake.

Song Qingtian’s heart sank—she could even tell just by looking at her!

Sure enough, being a despicable scoundrel is truly terrifying!

Song Qingtian pushed Ling Hanyu’s hand away: “Let’s get a divorce. We can even live separately—as long as we’re not together, I’ll accept it. I’ll give you ten million; I don’t want any of it.”

Ling Hanyu’s hand froze. Song Qingtian wanted to leave, but Ling Hanyu had her trapped.

Song Qingtian stared at him without saying a word. Ling Hanyu tightened his grip: “Try bringing up divorce again!”

“I’m serious!”

Song Qingtian still wanted to leave.

Ling Hanyu’s face grew cold: “You really want a property agreement?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I’ll give you your parents’ estate.”

“Fine, take it—surely it’ll be useful for you. I’ll give you ten million too.”

Either way, Song Qingtian didn’t want it anymore—she just wanted to give it to Ling Hanyu.

Ling Hanyu’s face remained cold: “Am I really short of that much?”

“It’s not a small amount.”

Song Qingtian replied indifferently.

Ling Hanyu chuckled bitterly: “In my eyes, that’s just a sesame seed.”

Song Qingtian lowered her head and stayed silent, a furrow between her brows.

Original female supporting character, look at what kind of person you like—getting a benefit and still acting innocent!

Clearly, it was Song Haichao who helped him; otherwise, how could he be where he is today?

Now he’s saying things like this—what else could it be but ingratitude?

Song Qingtian was speechless. How could the original female supporting character like someone like this? Her brain must be broken!

“What’s wrong?”

Ling Hanyu pinched Song Qingtian’s chin, forcing her to look up.

Song Qingtian lifted her head, ready to leave.

Ling Hanyu tried to stop her, but it was no use.

Aunt Chen came over: “Someone’s here.”

“Go take a look.”

Ling Hanyu ordered, and Aunt Chen went to check.

Song Qingtian had already left. Ling Hanyu watched her go upstairs and called out, “They’re here for you—why are you leaving?”

Song Qingtian stood at the door: “No need to invite them in. They’re here about Song Yinyin anyway. Tell them I’m not in a good mood—let’s reschedule.”

With that, Song Qingtian went upstairs, feeling terrible!

End of Chapter 183: Something’s Wrong with Her Brain