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"Lin Jianwei, why are you pretending to be noble? If you hadn't tried so hard to please grandpa three years ago and forced me to marry you, do you think I would have looked at you more?" Li Yanzhou's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Since you have no interest in me, then sign."

Lin Jianwei's expression remained unchanged and he pushed the agreement forward by half a minute.

Li Yanzhou looked her up and down, "You have been submissive and swallowing your anger for the past three years, isn't it just to let me look at you more? Why, now you are playing hard to get?"

He sneered: "Tell me, what do you want? Apart from consummating the marriage, I can consider everything else."

As long as you stay on your toes and continue to be a good guise.

"You should compensate me."

Lin Jian raised his eyes slightly: "Back then, my parents felt sorry for me and were afraid that the Li family would look down on me. They didn't ask for a cent of the betrothal gift, but instead gave me a lot of dowry. In the past three years, my dowry has basically been spent on you and your Li family. You have to pay me back every penny of this money."

Li Yanzhou is just an ordinary clerk in the government department, and his monthly salary is only thirty-eight and a half yuan.

Looking at him again, he was wearing a brand new cadre uniform and a Shanghai brand watch.

Usually, I always like to party with those so-called friends to show off and rush to pay for the bills.

Which part of this money did not come from Lin Jianwei?

Not just him, but his parents, younger brothers and sisters, and even Qiao Shuyao, Lin Jianwei paid a lot of money to please him.

She paid for almost all of the family's expenses, large and small.

Even though the dowry was all gone, her brother felt sorry for her and often gave her money in private, for fear that she would be wronged.

"Also, I took care of your daily life for three years, and you didn't give me a penny in salary. Even according to the minimum standard, hiring a nanny costs ten yuan a month. Three years, a total of three hundred and sixty yuan."

"Including the dowry I spent, the total is five thousand three hundred and sixty yuan."

"Lin Jianwei!" Li Yanzhou slammed the table, "I gave you face, didn't I?"

"Yanzhou, please speak nicely."

Qiao Shuyao limped up and stood up to smooth things over, "Weiwei, don't take it to heart. Today Yanzhou will be confused if he cares, and he will get angry. Don't worry, I will teach him a lesson later..."

"No need." Lin Jianwei interrupted directly: "After I divorce him, he will be yours. You can teach him whatever you want, even if he is dragged to bed and trained, it has nothing to do with me."

"Lin Jianwei! Keep your mouth clean! Don't tarnish Shuyao's reputation!"

Li Yanzhou was angered by her explicit words. He raised his hand and slapped Lin Jianwei in the face.

In the past, it was not like he had never touched Lin Jian slightly. Every time she would just cry and dodge, never daring to resist.

However, this time, instead of hiding, Lin Jianwei grabbed his wrist and gave him a loud slap in the face with his backhand!

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