Fated to My Billionaire Husband

“No need. I will transfer the shares that grandpa gave me to you when the time comes. I will also leave you that 10 million, just hide this from grandpa please.”

Was she too high-minded, not wanting anything, or simply not interested in his stuff?

Ruan Tianling suddenly felt very annoyed.

He put the check into her hand and said coldly, “You have to take this. I don’t want people outside saying that Ruan Family is stingy!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say anything. Take your check back, I am not accepting it.” She put the check back on the bed and was preparing to leave with her suitcase.

“You!” Ruan Tianling’s face turned pale with anger.

That damned woman, they’ve come to the point of divorce and yet she still didn’t know how to compromise!

“You stop right there!” He grabbed the check and yelled at her.

Jian Yufei ignored him, picked up her suitcase and walked out of the room, then went downstairs.

As she descended the stairs, the butler came forward and asked her respectfully, “Miss, do you need any help?”

“Uncle Zhong, you can just call me Yufei from now on, I am no longer the young mistress of the Ruan family.”

“Alright, Miss Jiang it is.” Uncle Zhong was still as gentle and friendly as ever, not showing any change of attitude.

Jian Yufei sighed slighly, Uncle Zhong had been serving grandpa for decades. Even as a butler, he was able to gain everyone’s respect, he did have his own capabilities.

She smiled and gratefully replied, “I don’t need any help, Uncle Zhong, please take good care of grandpa after I leave. And also, take care of your own health.”

“Miss Jiang, do take good care of yourself as well,” Uncle Zhong answered gently with a smile.

“Yes.” Jiang Yufei nodded with a smile.

Ruan Tianling, watching from upstairs at her reluctant farewell to Uncle Zhong, became even more furious when he thought of her attitude towards him earlier.

But he didn’t let it show on his face as he descended the stairs with a solemn expression.

Uncle Zhong greeted him, then went off to attend to his own matters.

Jian Yufei paid no attention to his presence as she sat down on the sofa with her suitcase.

She was waiting for the divorce certificate that Lawyer Huangfu was bringing. Once she had the certificate, she would leave the Ruan family instantly.

“Slam!” Something was thrown onto the coffee table in front of her. It was her passbook.

Ruan Tianling said indifferently, “Since you want nothing, take your stuff and leave. Don’t leave your money here in Ruan House, our Ruan family scorns your petty amount.”

Jian Yufei’s gaze stayed on the passbook for a while. She didn’t say anything and simply took it with her.

Inside, there was 4 million; 2 million was pocket money given by grandpa, the other 2 million was she earned herself.

Since Ruan Tianling didn’t want it, she might as well take it. After all, this money wasn’t his.

He looked somewhat pleased when she grabbed the passbook.

He sat across from her, his gaze landed on the teapot, and he suddenly said, “Make me a cup of tea, I will give you a thousand.”

Jian Yufei was taken aback, then she understood why he said that.

She once told him that if he wanted to drink her tea, it would cost him a thousand per cup.

She had long forgotten about it, but unexpectedly he still remembered.

“I don’t take your money.” She stood up and went to the kitchen, got out some of the best oolong tea, and made a cup of it.

Walking out with the teacup, she put it in front of him and said: