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Chapter 743: The Little Singer is Free and Easy (188) (Extra 2)

Chapter 743: The Little Singer is Free and Easy (One Hundred and Eighty-Eight) (Extra 2)

The two of them went out to play for a week before returning with a feeling of unfulfilled desire. Although they still wanted to continue traveling around the world, it was unlikely that they would abandon everything and play for a month or two.

As soon as Chu Tingli returned home, she received a video call from her mother, who said that she was a volunteer at an orphanage and had adopted a 5-year-old boy. The child would provide support for Chu Tingli and her husband in their old age.

Are you kidding me? Providing for her and Shang Ting in their old age? She's only 32...

Chu Tingli was sitting alone in the office, pen in hand, ready to sign. She glanced at her 60-square-meter office, which also had a 30-square-meter small lounge. It looked pretty good, didn't it? When she heard what Chu's mother said, she really wanted to hang up the phone.

Which 32-year-old female CEO expects a 5-year-old child to support her in her old age?

She stood up and walked to the window to overlook the entire city, and at the same time listen to what was going on over there.

On the other end of the phone, Chu's mother called a boy in a soft voice.

"Xiao Le, hurry up and call sister."

"Hello, sister."

Tingli took a look at the child named Cheng Le. He was a well-behaved boy with average looks. Judging from his bone structure, she knew that he would definitely not be a super handsome boy in the future, but he should be able to grow up to be a handsome boy.

It seems that he took her mother's surname Ji.

Her mother is also amazing. Even though she has a daughter and no spouse, she was able to adopt a child.

She smiled and said, "Hello, Xiaole. Xiaole, you can take care of your own family from now on. I don't need you to support me in my old age."

The five-year-old child didn't know much, so naturally he didn't say anything. He just sat in Chu's mother's arms.

Xiaole was just feeling sleepy, so Mother Chu wanted to take him to rest and hung up the phone.

Chu Tingli gave her mother a red envelope of 100,000 yuan and asked her mother to buy Xiaole something he liked.

Her mother was very unhappy. After the boy fell asleep, she called and scolded her, saying that Chu Tingli didn't want to have children herself and was not willing to adopt one. As a mother, she had finally been able to adopt a child, but her daughter still had this attitude.

"Mom, what's my attitude?"

"Who are you sending 100,000 yuan to? It's because your brother is ignorant now, otherwise he would be so sad! Do you still expect him to take care of you in the future?"

Is one hundred thousand too little?

Chu Tingli was speechless. She had no feelings for a child she had never met, and since it wasn't her child, she had no responsibility to raise Ji Le. Besides, a healthy five-year-old who was just starting kindergarten wouldn't cost much. If 100,000 yuan was too little, her mother shouldn't have accepted it!

She doesn't need him to take care of her! She has a husband and the annual insurance premiums are high. She doesn't need this brother to take care of her. Maybe in the future, she will be the older sister who takes care of her younger brother.

Her mother has a unique way of thinking.

She has more assets than she can spend in her lifetime, and she has achieved financial freedom!

"Mom, I have no obligation to support him. Besides, I have money and a husband, so I don't need him to support me in my old age. When he comes of age, I will only be 45 years old, so I'm still young."

Chu's mother said angrily, "Okay, okay, you have money. I will leave all my money to Xiaole! Let's see if you two are happy living in a nursing home!"

"Mom, it's your own money, so you can make your own decisions. I'm not greedy for your money. When he comes of age, you'll be almost 70. Since you've left all your property to him, he can take care of you in your old age. Of course, I will also fulfill my responsibility to support you. As for the future of Shang Ting and I, that's our own business."

"Are you reminding me of my age? I'm only 54! Xiaole came of age at 18, and I'm only 67! Do you look down on my little fortune? Humph, your father is rich, but he's such a shameless old bastard. He wanted to get married when he was over 50, and now his new wife has given birth to a son, but you can't get his fortune!"

"I don't care, whether you give it to me or not."

"You are so noble!"

Chu Tingli covered her mouth and chuckled. "I'm not aloof. Look at the villa he gave me back then. Didn't I accept it? Tsk, the land on that piece of land has increased several times in value in recent years. It's worth a lot! He almost regrets giving it to me. Besides, after father remarried, we rarely interacted with him. Why bring him up and make yourself unhappy?"

"Hmph, I don't want to bother with you. You were born to piss me off." Chu Tingli was also unhappy. After graduating from university, she resigned from the tax bureau and went to S City to work hard. After she became rich, she transferred tens of thousands of yuan to her every month. Now she also receives 100,000 yuan in alimony every month. She didn't care about the harm this mother had done to her when she was a child, the tricks she played on her when she was applying for the college entrance examination, and the attempts to control her life after she started working.

Chu's mother is not yet at the age where she needs support, and she still sends money regularly every month. She has done her best.

She said directly: "I have something else to do, I'll hang up first."

Mother and daughter broke up unhappy.

Chu Tingli felt that people living in the world always have to deal with others. Some people can be directly ignored, but she can't ignore the original owner's mother.

However, the original owner had a bad relationship with her mother, so there was no need for her to interfere. If Mother Chu wanted to raise the child, then let her do it. It had nothing to do with her anyway.