Chapter 203

Although she also hated the girl named Ling Wei talking to her in that tone, she was more concerned about the 10000 yuan thing that Ling Wei said.

Chen Derong is an acute person. Once she decides to trace the matter to the end, it will be solved quickly under her acute person.

When she opened the door, she was the first to turn on the light.

Looking at the empty home, I don't know why, at this moment, her heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of powerlessness. Throw away the car keys and bags in her hand, she closed the door and lay on the sofa.

Once I lay down, I didn't even want to get up.

She took out her mobile phone and logged into her mailbox. She deliberately made herself endure to read this email at this time.

Before that, she actually gave Jiang Wenchao a chance.

If Jiang Wenchao was at home before she opened the email, she would not have time to read it. After missing it, she might not pursue it any more.

However, the cold villa, the dark home, all these make her heart uncomfortable.

Lying on the sofa, she was paralyzed, but she had to raise her hand to read the e-mail. When she saw the e-mail about Jiang Wenchao's consumption records over the years, her eyes suddenly turned red.

She worked hard to earn the money, stubborn but stubborn to marry him, for what in the end?

He spent a lot of money outside day after day for whom?

Looking at the consumption record displayed on the mobile phone, she laughed and cried.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she was very sad.

Jiang Wenchao's consumption shown in this email is not eating and drinking outside, but constantly transferring money. Over the years, the accounts he transferred are different, but it is obvious from this email that he will change several transfer accounts every three to five years.

Look at the phone carefully.

Chen Derong found that Jiang Wenchao kept only one record of transferring money to the same account.

Other accounts are maintained for at most one year.

Whose and who are these accounts? The answer is almost self-evident.

Flip the mail to the bottom.

Chen Derong suddenly sat up from the sofa.

Her eyes widened, she choked in her throat, stretched out her hand and covered her mouth which was about to cry out.

Tears on such a broken line like words fell on her palm.

Her blurred vision could not erase the names she had just seen.

Women's names are so different from men's names.

What I didn't expect is that while Jinling Pavilion found out Jiang Wenchao's consumption records over the years, it also found out whose account he spent, and listed his name and account number one by one at the bottom of the email.

At last, she found Jiang Yao's mother's name and account number.

I made a careful comparison.

She was surprised to find that Jiang Yao's mother's bank card account number is indeed the only one Jiang Wenchao has kept making money every year, but the amount of money is the least.

From more than ten years ago until last year, it was only played once a year, and each time it was just a scattered registration fee.

In the early years, the money was still valuable. Just a few hundred yuan was enough for Jiang Yao to study for two years.

Later, Jiang Wenchao began to pay for Jiang Yao's mother.

The record is up to last year.

Looking at the empty villa, Chen Derong finally cried for the first time after so many years.

Cry for her dead love.

Crying for her distracted husband.

Cry for her own youth.

Chen Derong is suffering alone.

For the sake of her daughter, she will keep these secrets.

But in the face of Jiang Wenchao, I'm afraid she can no longer be so generous and calm!

Jiang Meng, who is far away from Chengdu Medical College, is absolutely impossible to know what happened to his mother.

After being enlightened by Zhang Peng, she completely understood what Zhang Peng meant by the plan, so after returning to her bedroom, she started to do it for the first time.

Money, she has!

Compared with the general family, now her living expenses can be regarded as generous.

When others are taking the living expenses of 12000 yuan, Jiang Meng has already taken the living expenses of 10000 yuan.

Rao is so, she wants to buy a new mobile phone or something, but she still wants her mother to buy it for her.

After all, the cost of living is your own.

Among the girls who share the same bedroom with Jiang Meng, two of them once went to find Jiang Yao with Jiang Meng. However, the last time Ling Wei appeared for Jiang Yao, they also experienced it personally.

"Mengmeng, why did you suddenly give us money. So much back? " A girl in a school uniform touched a stack of money on her desk and could not help counting it. However, after counting the stack of money, she was silly.3000 yuan?

Three thousand? That's their living expenses for two months.

"Of course, all of you have been so kind to me in the same bedroom for such a long time. Originally, I wanted to invite you to dinner, but now I find that it's better to give you money than to invite you to dinner. With this money, you can buy some clothes you like, so you won't have no money to spend in the future, will you?"

Jiang dreamt that he still had a little brain at this time.

I know to tell them the origin of the money in a more euphemistic tone.

"What do you mean, Meng Meng? You gave it to me as well as to her."

This time it was another girl.

She and Jiang Meng are also good friends of a faction. Of course, during this period of time, they have been following Jiang Meng.

"Well, you two have a family of 3000, and I'll buy you food. Today I want to tell you something. Do you remember Ling Wei? "

Jiang Meng said Ling Wei, and now the two girls' faces changed.