Several people laughed and chattered as they drove away, very satisfied with the outcome today, truly a joyous occasion for all.
"I’ll treat you all to lunch, let’s have a good meal at Qin’s Restaurant."
"With the little money you have, better save it for buying formula for my nephew. Inviting me to spend at my own restaurant? Aren’t you just slapping my face?"
"I call this keeping benefits within the family."
......
Giggles and joyous sounds came from the car passing by; through the glass, Wang Tianxue’s happy face was clearly visible.
Old Mrs. Yang stomped her feet in anger, "You just let that little bitch take away my grandson like that? How useless can you be, being controlled by a woman. Go get my grandson back now."
Yang Rui, looking at the departing car, fell deep in thought: When did she become so close to Lin Chuxia?
He never heard her mention knowing such a friend.
Yang Rui was sure, without Lin Chuxia, Wang Tianxue would never have gotten custody of Xiao Long.
Tang Lili was also in a good mood today, with that little brat out of the way, couldn’t her future days be however she wished?
Moreover, she now had the two hundred yuan Lin Chuxia promised her tucked in her pocket.
Seeing the reaction from Yang Rui and Old Mrs. Yang, Tang Lili scoffed internally but still thoughtfully took Yang Rui’s arm.
"Brother Yang, are you regretting it?"
Yang Rui regained his composure and shook his head without hesitation, "Why would I? I was just thinking about our future. I’ll redecorate the house and then come ask for your hand in marriage."
He understood too well the kind of person Wang Tianxue was—a woman with a tough personality.
Since she knew about Tang Lili, their marriage was definitely untenable.
He had already prepared himself for the divorce.
But why did he feel so hollow inside after it truly happened?
It must be his attachment to his son.
But no matter, there are always more women, and there can be more sons.
.........
At noon, Lin Chuxia reserved a private room to celebrate Wang Tianxue regaining her freedom.
Old Mrs. Jia was also invited.
Although her son worked there as a manager, Old Mrs. Jia seldom visited the restaurant, not wanting to interfere with her son’s work. This was the first time she dined as a customer in the restaurant and in a private room no less.
Jia Liang didn’t call for a waiter and served them himself, respectfully handing over the menu.
Lin Chuxia handed the menu to Old Mrs. Jia first, "Auntie, what would you like to eat? I’ll read it out for you."
Old Mrs. Jia was still admiring her son in this role.
After raising him for over thirty years, this was the first time she saw him so properly dressed while working.
His respectful, considerate, and polite demeanor was exactly like something out of her dreams.
Hearing what Lin Chuxia said, she was pleasantly flustered, "Oh, no need, I won’t pick, I’m fine with anything, you guys order."
"Don’t say that, since Brother Jia is serving us, you must pick something."
Lin Chuxia smiled and glanced at Jia Liang.
Jia Liang chuckled, "Mom, since Mr. Lin insists, why not choose something? Don’t you like fish? The restaurant has boiled fish, braised fish, squirrel fish—choose whatever you’d like, after all..."
He glanced at Lin Chuxia, "the boss is treating today."
Old Mrs. Jia laughed heartily, glancing at her son, "Do you have to speak like that? Well then, I’ll have the braised fish, I like that."
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