Hearing this, Liang Weijun felt a pang of guilt. Suddenly, he realized—what does this mean? His wife knew? When did she find out?
If she had known all along, why didn’t she make a fuss? She hadn’t shown any unusual behavior until now!
Thinking of Yang Xiulan, who had already run away, that vain, materialistic woman would never come back.
He straightened his back and scolded sharply:
“Gu Hehua, stop making trouble, alright?”
“Life is already like this—what more do you want to make a scene for?”
“Creak~~”
Liang Yuanjun had just opened the courtyard gate when he saw the Red Armbands had arrived. Before he could say anything—
Li Zhijiang, standing outside, waved his hand and raised his voice:
“Search! Don’t leave an inch unchecked!”
At his command, the twenty Revolutionary Committee members rushed into the courtyard.
Seeing this, Liang Yuanjun immediately knew his father had been reported by an enemy. He didn’t stop them.
Instead, he glanced at the keys in his hand and the family house.
When Li Zhijiang and his team reached the main hall, they saw it empty. Li Zhijiang realized that the valuables had probably been moved.
Still, he raised his voice:
“Search thoroughly! Don’t leave any corner unchecked!”
Hearing this, the twenty members rushed into the other rooms.
Gu Hehua saw it wasn’t Yang Xiulan who had come, but she couldn’t feel happy at all.
The arrival of the Red Armbands had far graver consequences than Yang Xiulan’s.
“This—what are you—?”
“What are you doing???”
“You can’t do this—”
Liang Weijun, standing nearby, realized he was done for. He glanced at his wife and coldly said:
“Gu Hehua, I’ll divorce you. The children stay with you; I leave with nothing.”
Hearing this, Gu Hehua understood he was arranging for the worst, and she knew he would face consequences for his actions.
After a moment’s thought, she nodded gently:
“Alright, let’s divorce.”
Seeing his wife nod, Liang Weijun finally exhaled in relief. He had wronged her in the first half of his life; he couldn’t harm her any longer.
He looked at his children:
“I’m cutting ties with you. From now on, you follow your mother.”
Liang Yuanjun, Liang Yuanchao, and Liang Jingya, hearing this, knew their father couldn’t escape this time.
They nodded slightly and whispered:
“Alright, we understand.”
Li Zhijiang, standing nearby, naturally heard everything. He understood Liang Weijun was trying to protect his family.
He didn’t say anything—after all, Liang Weijun hadn’t yet been convicted. Wanting a divorce or to sever ties was legal and reasonable.
Soon, the twenty Revolutionary Committee members returned. Leng Jiazh approached Director Li Zhijiang, lowering his voice:
“Director, the bedroom is empty—everything has been moved.”
Next to him, Luo Ziye whispered:
“Director, the room I searched is also empty. It must have all been moved together.”
Shangguan Yu hurried over, lowering his voice:
“Director, mine too… this—”
Li Zhijiang didn’t need to hear more—he understood. He glanced at Liang Weijun and Gu Hehua, then raised his voice:
“Director Liang, Director Gu, do you need me to present evidence?”
“There should be evidence at the cotton mill or at Yang Xiulan’s home in Mao’er Hutong. Shall I explain the rest?”
Li Zhijiang’s lips curled slightly, a cold smile forming as he stared at Liang Weijun and his wife.
A friendly reminder:
“Ah, I forgot to tell you—the woman, Yang Xiulan, is already over a month pregnant, and it’s twins!”
“Before we arrived at your home, she stopped me halfway and reported that you two were selling national artifacts.”
Hearing this, Liang Weijun finally understood. Li Zhijiang had heard him arranging things earlier, but hadn’t stopped him—he had let him act freely.
“Buzz—”
Gu Hehua’s mind was spinning from the news. That woman was pregnant… with twins. That damned woman actually reported her and Liang Weijun!
How dare she? Didn’t she fear public humiliation? Didn’t she fear punishment?
Seeing Gu Hehua’s expression change constantly, Li Zhijiang poured salt in the wound:
“You have many questions, right?”
“Today I’m in a good mood—let me answer them for you.”
“Yang Xiulan did a good deed reporting you. Since she’s pregnant, the organization won’t punish her.”
“At most, she’ll be confined at home for life—she can’t leave the house.”
“As for the twins, she will raise them herself. Any other questions?”
Actually, Li Zhijiang hated Liang Weijun the most—he had planned to enter the Revolutionary Committee to expose himself and Yang Xiulan, making that vain woman pay for her greed.
He had wanted her to suffer for him. But unexpectedly, Yang Xiulan was carrying his children and reported him.
Li Zhijiang closed his eyes, then opened them, looking at Gu Hehua.
Raising his voice:
“Wife, I’m sorry. If there’s another life, I’ll work like an ox or horse to repay you.”
Li Zhijiang noticed Liang Weijun was ready to die, and signaled Leng Jiazh.
Understanding the signal, Leng Jiazh struck Liang Weijun unconscious.
“Bang—”
Dust rose from the ground at the impact.
Gu Hehua watched her husband fall, unmoving, as if looking at a stranger.
She looked at her children and raised her voice:
“Yuanjun, Yuanchao, Jingya, quickly go to the newspaper and sever ties with us.”
“Then sign up for rural work. Never return to the capital. Live a safe and happy life, and forget these incompetent parents of yours.”
She paused, her gaze changing:
“Before you leave, go pay respects to your maternal grandfather!”
The three siblings understood—this was something their mother had told them years ago.
Reluctantly, they said:
“Mom, we understand. We’ll follow your instructions: sever ties and sign up for rural work.”
Li Zhijiang waved his hand:
“Hurry up! It’s almost noon.”
With that, the twenty Revolutionary Committee members escorted Liang Weijun and Gu Hehua out of the Liang family home.
The three siblings, seeing their parents taken away, felt no sadness. They quickly left home, heading out.
After Liang Yuanchao closed the gate, the three siblings ran straight to the newspaper office, knowing they had to sever ties, sell the house, and sign up for rural work before their parents’ charges were finalized.