“Tomorrow morning at nine o’clock, go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce procedures.”
According to the final clause of the agreement, the person who initiates the divorce first has no right to property distribution and must leave with nothing.
Gao Yuan nodded, “Yes, President.”
Gao Yuan called Jiang Wan, but she did not answer the phone.
After a while, Gao Yuan remembered that the president had previously instructed him to install a surveillance app on his phone to track Jiang Wan’s location.
Opening the app, a green marker soon appeared on the map.
The location showed that Jiang Wan was actually in a hotel.
When he relayed this information to Sheng Lianjue, Sheng Lianjue’s expression became inscrutable, devoid of any emotion.
…
After He Sui left, Jiang Wan called Lin Qiuhe.
She was staying in a hotel with her child.
Jiang Wan went to find her.
Lin Qiuhe was preparing milk for the child. The hotel room had a damp, musty smell, with a corner of the floor peeling up and insects crawling along the walls.
Lin Qiuhe shot Jiang Wan an annoyed look, “What are you doing here? This rundown place might dirty your delicate shoes, young lady.”
Jiang Wan lowered her head, “…I came to persuade Sister-in-law to go back. I hope you won’t divorce Brother because of these matters. Nian Nian is still young… For the sake of the child, if you have any anger, just take it out on me alone. Mother is already planning to sell the house to repay the debts. Once the debts are cleared, Brother won’t have to go to jail. You and Brother… can start over. Everything will pass.”
“What! Selling the house!” Lin Qiuhe’s emotions instantly flared up, “That old hag, even if I divorce Zong Wangchuan, half of that house belongs to me. Thinking of selling it to pay off his debts? Hah… impossible!”
Lin Qiuhe quickly put the child down, grabbed a bag, and started packing her things.
It seemed she was about to return to Wuchuan to stop her foster mother from selling the house.
Jiang Wan pleaded with her, “Sister-in-law, Mother has no choice. The family owes so much money now, and we still need to treat Brother’s illness. He has cancer. Without money, Brother will die!”
Lin Qiuhe: “What does his death have to do with me? If you can’t afford to raise a child, don’t get married. You’ve made me and my child suffer.”
“There’s no room for discussion about the divorce. Get out of my way.”
Lin Qiuhe was strong. She picked up her bag with one hand, held the child with the other, and left the hotel directly.
Jiang Wan chased her to the doorway, “Sister-in-law, you can’t leave. Brother and Mother both need you. I beg you, please reconsider, okay?”
Lin Qiuhe suddenly stopped and looked at her with a cold sneer. Seeing Jiang Wan’s delicate skin, she looked every bit the pampered young lady. Even though they were only a year or two apart in age and had grown up in the same village, Jiang Wan always got the best of everything.
Jealousy reddened Lin Qiuhe’s eyes, “Fine, I won’t divorce him, but only if you kneel on the street and beg me.”
Jiang Wan clenched her fingers tightly in her palm, “If I kneel, will you not divorce Brother?”
“As long as I’m happy, I might change my mind.”
“Alright, I’ll kneel!”
On the bustling street, Jiang Wan lowered her gaze, bent her knees, and knelt on the ground, uttering each word slowly, “I beg Sister-in-law, please stay.”Lin Qiuhe laughed heartily with satisfaction, “Everyone, come and look! See, this is the renowned Mrs. Sheng of the capital, now kneeling for me right on the street.”
“Hahaha… Jiang Wan! I never thought you’d have a day like this!”
Passersby captured this dramatic scene on camera.
But how could anyone believe that the person kneeling was actually Mrs. Sheng?
And… that was the Sheng family!
Wielding immense power, the entire capital had to heed their influence.
To claim she was Mrs. Sheng, the speaker must have been out of their mind.
On the street, a black Rolls-Royce was parked across the way, two pairs of eyes watching everything unfold…