51 What’s Funny?
After that, any mention of Han Binglan in the n.o.ble circle of Xiling City was a joke. Especially later, when she fell in love with Nangong Jue at first sight and began to shamelessly pursue him, doing many embarra.s.sing things, she was completely excluded from the n.o.ble circle.
Even though she had registered her marriage with Nangong Jue last year, Nangong Jue had never acknowledged this wife in public without having a wedding. Therefore, her existence was still a joke.
Now that this joke had finally been abandoned by Nangong Jue, many people felt comfortable.
They just didn’t expect that Han Binglan, who was like a peac.o.c.k whenever she appeared in the past, would appear in such a sorry state today.
That outfit would not cost more than 500 yuan.
“Miss Han, you don’t even have the money to buy a gown? Isn’t this too funny?” Sure enough, someone couldn’t help but ask.
“What’s so funny?” Le Yao turned her head and looked over. Her expression was very serious. “When I came back from the countryside, I didn’t have a single cent on me. My father gave me 2,000 yuan a month as pocket money. He said that girls don’t need to have too much money. Since I was thin and small at that time, I used Han Xueqian’s old clothes…”
Everyone’s expressions immediately turned strange. All the girls present had an allowance of at least ten thousand yuan a month. Two thousand yuan was not even enough for a meal.
“Lanlan, what nonsense are you talking about? How is it possible…” Zhou Yunmeng suddenly had a bad feeling.
“Aunt Zhou, I’m not spouting nonsense.” Le Yao’s eyes widened again. “Later, when I married Nangong Jue, you said that Nangong Jue didn’t lack money and wouldn’t treat me badly. He didn’t need a dowry. Moreover, because my sister didn’t get into university, you had to donate money to get her into school. Dad said that the company’s finances were tight at that time…”
Han Xueqian’s face turned pale. Not many people in the school knew that she donated money to go to school. How dare she say it out loud?
Han Guosheng felt his temples throb even harder. “You… shut up!”
“Dad, didn’t you say that we’re family? Didn’t you say that you dote on me the most? Why did you tell me to shut up? Now that I’ve already signed a divorce agreement with Nangong Jue, I naturally have to come out of Zeyu Garden with nothing on me. However, Sir Jue did promise to give me alimony, but I haven’t received it yet…” Le Yao pouted. “So, I can only come back to spend the money my mother left for me…”
She was actually very curious as to why Cui Na had made a sixteen-year pact. She even suspected that the stupid author, Zixue Ningyan, was a fan of Jin Yong and was too heavily influenced by Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu.
Interest flashed in everyone’s eyes. The tea was piping hot.
“My child.” Zhou Yunmeng couldn’t maintain the smile on her face. “We didn’t even know that you were divorced, and you didn’t say anything… However, this is your maiden home. You can come back and live here anytime…”
“Aunt Zhou, you actually don’t know about my divorce? But Han Xueqian knows about it. She even comforted me a few times in school…” Le Yao’s voice rose. “Isn’t that right, Sister? Your friends even comforted me and said that I was divorced because of my bad character.”
Anyway, Zhou Yunmeng had spared no effort to create an ignorant image for her, so she naturally had to solidify this unpresentable image.