Grandma Xiao returned from outside and was helped into the house by Uncle Tang. Seeing that her third and fourth sons had come back safely, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then the old lady asked, "I heard you ran into Yebai?"
"No." Xiao Shuzhu shook her head, "Yebai has been too busy to meet with us."
Xiao Shuju quickly added, "Mengjin must be with Yebai. Without him, we wouldn’t have known how to explain things to Mengjin."
"I didn’t expect that child to have such good feelings towards Yebai. They never mentioned it themselves before." Grandma Xiao was surprised by Zhao Mengjin’s unexpected closeness to Xiao Yebai.
Following this, Xiao Jianming told the second son to take the third son up to the room, leaving the third daughter, Xiao Shuju, downstairs.
Earlier, when Xiao Shulan’s gaze swept her way with unease, Xiao Shuju already felt that something had happened, which she had yet to hear about.
Xiao Jianming looked at his third daughter calmly and said, "I had Uncle Tang inquire about it. Lin Jiale had filed for divorce from you earlier, did you sign the divorce agreement?"
"I did." Xiao Shuju seemed surprised that her father was asking about this, pouting her lips, "Dad, that bastard, yes, I admit I was blind before, but I didn’t expect that you were just as blind as me. From the very beginning, his marriage to me was a scheme against me and our Xiao family, plotting meticulously—"
"You’re saying he was after our Xiao family’s wealth, aren’t you?"
"Isn’t that the case?" Xiao Shuju questioned, puzzled.
Xiao Jianming let out a sigh and said to his third daughter, "Do you really think that such a reason alone makes sense?"
The third daughter’s mind, lacking as it was in complexity, couldn’t think of any other reason. But the question Xiao Jianming raised was not without merit. Thıs content belongs to 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
It seemed somewhat unrealistic for Lin Jiale to want to swallow up the Xiao family’s fortune in one gulp since she was the third child, not the first. By marrying her, he had only become the son-in-law of the Xiao family’s third daughter.
"He had seen your mother before. Do you know under what circumstances he met your mother?"
"Under what circumstances?"
Xiao Shuju was genuinely surprised, suddenly realizing that she knew nothing about Lin Jiale’s past.
"It seems he was seeking a favor from your mother. Then, your mother said she wouldn’t handle any of it and told him to find me. I never met him back then, and I don’t know who he turned to for help afterward."
"What kind of favor did he need from my mother, to borrow money?"
"It’s possible; when he was young, like that Wu someone he later took in, he wasn’t very wealthy, but he had ambitions to fulfill."
Hearing her father say so much, Xiao Shuju felt that she had lived her past days with Lin Jiale in vain; she didn’t understand this man at all, even though they had been together for such a long time.
That a husband and wife could end up sent a chill through Xiao Shuju’s heart. It was a good thing the marriage was over.
The one who ultimately persuaded her to sign the divorce papers was Zhao Mengjin. It happened after an unfortunate encounter with Lin Jiale at the train station, on the train, when Xiao Shumei spoke to her.
"My eldest sister told me this, ’At this point, the amount of money doesn’t matter anymore. Doesn’t it disgust you to still be tied to that scoundrel by a piece of paper?’ I thought about it, and she was right. At that time, Dad had an accident, the company was in trouble, and I suddenly woke up. No amount of money matters more than people."
Having heard the third daughter’s self-criticism, Xiao Jianming finally revealed the news to her, "He died in a car accident."
Xiao Shuju blinked, "You’re saying he’s dead?"