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Chapter 3767

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"What do you think?" Zhu Lingling widened her eyes as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"I, I, I, I … I really don't know what's going on."

Gao Ran really didn't know what was going on with his wife. He even suspected that Lingling had gotten a new chapter too early.

"If you don't know, then forget it. Let's settle the car …"

"Hey … Honey …"

Gao Ran really didn't want his luxury car to die for no reason, so he wanted to explain.

When Zhu Lingling walked past him, she grabbed his collar.

"A T-shirt costs more than 3,000 yuan. I was so nice to you before … Don't wear this Burberry. I went to the supermarket today and bought you a lot of Jeeves and Nadia …"

Gao Ran: "…"

"Oh yeah, and your leather shoes. You work overtime all day, and you don't need to wear handmade Italian shoes. What a waste. You can wear the ones I bought wholesale from Taobao. They cost 98 yuan a pair. I bought you ten pairs. They'll be enough for you to wear for a while."

Gao Ran: "…"

"Also, the cigarettes you smoke, don't be so high-profile outside. Otherwise, if some attentive media takes photos of you and spreads it, won't your reputation be ruined? In the future, just change it to seven yuan."

The cigarettes were also changed from 35-yuan to 7-yuan … Gao Ran felt like the sky was falling. Yes, the sky was falling.

"Honey, you don't want to live with me anymore, right?"

"If you want a divorce, I'll agree. But I'll give you the house, the car, and our son … You'll leave with nothing."

"Why?" Gao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Why? Don't you know what's going on? "Zhu Lingling raised her voice with her hands on her hips.

"What do I know? Lingling, stop messing around. It's the middle of the night … I'm starving. Cook me a bowl of noodles, good girl."

"Good girl my ass … Cook yourself if you want to eat noodles. I'm not your nanny. I'm not going to serve you …"

Zhu Lingling waved her hand …

He picked up Gao Ran's bag and took out his wallet …

She took out his credit card right in front of him …

"Honey, I've already given you my salary card … Aren't you going to keep my credit card?"

"You have a cafeteria at work and a car to drive back and forth. What's the point of having so much money?"

"Then I'll cheer you on …"

"Here, gas card." Zhu Lingling seemed to have prepared for this. She threw a gas card on the coffee table.

Gao Ran was speechless.

"Then I'll buy water outside when I'm thirsty …"

"I'm sending you a WeChat red packet now. From now on, your monthly allowance will be 500 yuan."

With a ding, Gao Ran received a WeChat transfer of 500 yuan to his phone.

She raised her head and looked at Zhu Lingling's expression. She really didn't seem to be joking …

"Honey, I'll tell you …"

Before Gao Ran could finish his words, Zhu Lingling turned around and entered the bedroom, slamming the door shut.

He was left in the living room, dumbfounded.

At this moment, Gao Boyuan got up and went to pee.

Seeing his dad sitting in the living room, looking like he had lost his soul, he felt very sympathetic.

He walked over and patted Gao Ran's shoulder with his chubby little hand.

"Dad, did you do something wrong to Mom?"

"I …" Gao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Last month, I secretly bought more than 200 yuan of Mobile Legends behind your mom's back. Does that count?"

Gao Boyuan was speechless.

"Anyways, if you did something wrong, you should go and apologize. Otherwise, your bad luck is just beginning …"

After speaking with deep meaning, Gao Boyuan walked toward the bathroom.

Gao Ran was speechless.

While he was in a daze, Gao Ran's phone rang again.

"Chief Gao, are you resting?"

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