Actually, Qiann Yan knows that she can't get the money back; she has other intentions.
"Then don't get a divorce. Just hurry up and go out to work."
Jiang Lid is unwilling; he understands that Song Qianyan just wants to enslave him, how could he agree?
Jiang Lid thought and thought, finally coming up with an idea: "How about I don't want this share at home, and I'll live with Little Cong. Little Cong also doesn't need to repay you the money."
Jiang Lid thought well, Song Qianyan offended the child deeply, and in the future, she wouldn't have a son to support her, let's see if she regrets it. He doesn't even care about this rural house, living in the city is more comfortable.
Women are indeed short-sighted.
"Rural houses are everywhere; Jiang Lid you wish," Qiann Yan mocked, "but if you're willing to give up everything in the village, it's negotiable."
Jiang Lid was tempted; he didn't care about anything in the village.
