Chарtеr 6: Ноw to Divorcе Withоut a Job.
Jiаng Siye hаd nоt rеturnеd fоr а full daу аnd night.
Не Yang did not аsk about it.
She went fоr аn interviеw аt thе strееtweаr соmpanу rеcоmmended by Lin Тing.
Hе Yang had studied fаshion dеsign and wоn numеrous awаrds during university.
But аftеr mаrriаge, Mаdаm Jiаng сlaimed shе wantеd to teаch her рropеr etiquette, but in rеаlitу, she lооked down on Нe Yаng stаrting as an intеrn at anоther соmрanу, considеring it a disgraсе tо the Jiang family, and rarely аllоwed her to leаvе the house.
It wаsn’t until Jiаng Siye took her out to live separately that things changed.
However, by then she was already pregnant, making it even more impossible for her to work.
The interview went smoothly. He Yang had a portfolio and a keen sense of aesthetics, and even while staying at home during her pregnancy, she kept up with fashion trends.
The HR manager asked her to report to the company next week.
When she returned home, Jiang Siye was unexpectedly there.
The room was unlit, the curtains drawn for some reason. The man was sprawled on the sofa, his long legs stretched out straight. His posture seemed relaxed, yet also as if he were utterly exhausted.
“Where did you go?” His voice was ghostly.
He Yang: “Looking for a job.”
As she said this, she turned on the light and pulled a document from her bag. “I reprinted the agreement and added the fees you mentioned yesterday.”
Jiang Siye slowly sat up straight, his dark eyes cold and fierce.
“He Yang, do you want to get beaten up?”
“Sure,” He Yang said calmly. “If you hit me, I’ll call the police. If we can’t divorce through peaceful negotiation, I’ll file a lawsuit. Domestic violence will be my evidence.”
“…”
Even at a time like this, she was still calmly analyzing things with him, informing him of the consequences.
She looked so obedient, so gentle, yet her stubbornness made his teeth itch.
“Why did you suddenly think of looking for a job?” Jiang Siye stood up. “Out of money? Where’s the card? Did you use up all the cash in the safe?”
He Yang didn’t want to entertain such meaningless questions.
The divorce agreement was placed there, the pen tossed aside. She turned and headed to the kitchen to reheat the chicken soup Auntie had stewed.
She couldn’t bear to waste Auntie’s efforts.
Jiang Siye followed her in. “He Yangyang, you’re eating alone.”
He Yang replied flatly, “Don’t provoke me.”
Jiang Siye placed his hands on his waist, bent over, and tilted his head to stare at her, looking utterly shameless. “I’m provoking you, so what?”
This girl had never gotten angry with him before.
The soup bubbled in the pot, its aroma filling the air.
Even with the scent of chicken soup masking it, He Yang could still smell the strong medicinal odor on him.
As if he had been soaked in a hospital.
He Yang would not ask.
Her curiosity and concern for him had long been worn away by the trivialities of life.
“I can’t do anything about it,” He Yang said in the same tone. “That’s why I want to divorce you.”
She had no way to change her current situation.
She lacked the ability to change anything.
So she wanted a divorce.
Divorce would solve all her problems.
She was answering seriously, but Jiang Siye was infuriated by her tone. “Forget about it!!”
He Yang: “Get out.”
Jiang Siye acted like a rogue. “No, I want some chicken soup too.”
He Yang held back for a moment. “Get out.”
Jiang Siye bent his waist and arrogantly rested his chin on her shoulder. “No.”
He Yang, as if electrocuted, felt her rationality crumble. The ladle in her hand suddenly struck his forehead.
“Thud—”
The sound of stainless steel colliding with bone.
Jiang Siye saw stars, his lips twitching.
It was the first time He Yang had ever hit someone, and she was even frightened by her own actions.
The ladle remained raised in mid-air.
A visibly red patch appeared on the man’s smooth, full forehead.
He Yang turned her face away, forcing herself to stay composed. “That’s how it is. I can hit people.”
“…” Jiang Siye wanted to curse.Damn.
His wife is just so damn adorable!
Turn off the soup pot.
He Yang turned around to find a pot holder to carry the pot, but Jiang Siye had already expressionlessly grabbed the handle and carried it out.
He directly placed the pot on top of that stack of divorce papers.
He Yang glanced at the now-voided agreement, then shifted her gaze to the man’s face.
Jiang Siye lifted his eyelids to glance at her: “If I didn’t put something under it, what if the table got burned?”
He Yang reached out and dragged the pot over to her side.
She didn’t leave a single drop of soup for him.
Even her tantrums were soft and gentle.
Jiang Siye propped his chin with one hand, a faint hint of pleasure softening the corners of his eyes and brows.
As long as she was willing to eat, that was good enough.
“Where did Sister Zhang go?” he asked casually.
He Yang: “A family member is sick, she took a few days off.”
Jiang Siye: “Just take a break from work for now, focus on recovering your health.”
He Yang: “If I don’t work, how will I get a divorce?”
“…” Jiang Siye felt a surge of anger flare up instantly, “We’re having a conversation, why are you bringing up divorce?”
He Yang: “I want a divorce.”
“Marriage requires both parties’ consent,” Jiang Siye said, half-amused and half-irritated, “Do you think divorce doesn’t? I don’t agree!”
Even the chicken soup in his mouth lost its flavor.
He Yang said seriously, “Then I’ll file a lawsuit.”
Jiang Siye leaned back in his chair and calmly replied, “Go ahead.”
He Yang nodded.
Jiang Siye stared at her for a moment, incredulous: “You’d really do it?”
He Yang nodded again.
Jiang Siye’s gaze was fixed intently on her.
After a long pause, he uttered, “Your aunt is about to retire, and your cousin just got promoted to team manager. Your job isn’t settled yet, is it?”
“…”
He Yang heard the threat in his words.
This man.
This detestable, despicable man.
Her mind seemed to turn to mush, waves of dizziness washing over her. He Yang’s eyes gradually grew moist.
Jiang Siye’s heart softened: “I was just joking, don’t take it seriously. I promise the things you mentioned before won’t happen again, okay?”
He Yang felt as if all the strength had been drained from her limbs.
Before, she had worried that her divorce might affect Lin Ting and Jiang Xiao’s relationship, but she never imagined the situation could turn this bad.
Her mother and aunt were right—when choosing a man, you must find one you can divorce properly.
Not like her, stepping into an abyss with no way to climb back out.
He Yang stumbled dazedly toward the guest bedroom.
Jiang Siye frowned and blocked her path: “Where are you going?”
He Yang weakly replied, “Separate rooms.”
“…”
He Yang: “You always go out in the middle of the night, it disturbs my rest.”
Jiang Siye gave a slight, ambiguous smile but didn’t stop her further, allowing her to enter the guest bedroom and lock the door from the inside.
He was indeed used to being reckless.
And used to being indulged.
He was accustomed to controlling everything, not letting things take their own course.
With the housekeeper absent, Jiang Siye cleaned up the kitchen, used a stew pot to schedule tomorrow’s nourishing soup, and casually made a few small wontons to cook for He Yang’s breakfast.
She wasn’t particularly picky, but she did enjoy soupy dishes.
After finishing these tasks, Jiang Siye took a shower in the master bedroom.
Then, carrying the key to the guest bedroom, he brazenly opened the door.
He Yang was startled, her eyes wide with alarm: “How did you get in?”
Jiang Siye held a tray: “You need to take your nutritional supplements and milk.”
He Yang grew frantic: “Who said you could come in!”
Jiang Siye remained unmoved: “When I’m not home, it’s one thing, but when I am, I definitely want to sleep holding my wife.”
He Yang: “Jiang Siye!!”
“…” The man’s charming, flirtatious eyes lost some of their mischief, replaced by a touch of tenderness, “Call me ‘husband,’ and I’ll drive you to work next week, okay?”
He Yang felt a chill run through her entire body.She didn’t even mention which company she went to.
Nor did she say whether she got the job.
Jiang Siye actually even found out that she starts next week.
What a terrifying man.
This… dog she once loved to the point of life and death!