Zhu Xinyan had indeed willingly signed the prenuptial agreement to marry Su Yukan and lead a comfortable life. In fact, many couples in the circle of the wealthy clearly had such agreements about property distribution before marriage.
Not only did the males do this to ensure the safety of their assets, but many times the females also did so to protect their own property, as usually, the men and women in this circle who married were both powerful.
In simple terms, this meant, "you worry I covet your property? I’m worried about you eyeing my property too!"
Since everyone had the same reservations, everything was clearly detailed in the prenuptial agreements. This avoided disputes during a potential divorce, and during the marriage, there was mutual benefit and cooperation for a win-win situation...
Su Lu felt ashamed when she talked about it, as her own marriage had indeed been of this nature.
Furthermore, her prenuptial agreement with Gu Xin had been over ten pages long, with every clause clear, so the divorce was processed smoothly without any disputes. Potential issues had been addressed in the agreement before the marriage.
As someone who rose from being a mistress, Zhu Xinyan naturally didn’t have particularly advantageous terms in her prenuptial agreement.
At that time, all she wanted was to marry Su Yukan and lead a wealthy life, so despite knowing the agreement wasn’t in her favor, she still signed it.
She was young then, always believing that once married to him, Su Yukan would naturally treat her well and provide for her.
Over the years, Su Yukan had indeed treated her well, providing her with the best for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Although he didn’t give her much in terms of assets, she still led a good life.
Overall, with that prenuptial agreement in place, it would be easy for Su Yukan, if he wanted, to leave Zhu Xinyan with nothing during a divorce.
Zhu Xinyan collapsed to the ground, shaking her head continuously, "No, no... Old Su, you misunderstood, you must have misunderstood!"
In his current state, Su Yukan could not clarify things with lengthy discussions, but he could still speak single syllables, and he glared at Zhu Xinyan, his eyes red with anger.
Then, he uttered a syllable, "Leave!"
Zhu Xinyan shuddered, tears streaming down her face.
Su Jiao lowered her head, her hair falling over her cheeks, hiding her expression.
Quickly, Zhu Xinyan reached out and grabbed her, "Jiaojiao! Don’t just stand there, please plead with your dad!"
Su Jiao shook slightly from her pull, but she remained indifferent, as if shut down.
Su Yukan did not speak again; he just gave Lawyer Zheng a look.
Lawyer Zheng nodded and continued, "Ms. Zhu, just sign here, and on the nearest working day, please go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to process the divorce. The cash in your account and your current properties will remain unchanged."
Zhu Xinyan shook her head incessantly. How much was that? She had about a million in her account, no small sum to ordinary people, but for someone used to living well, it wouldn’t last long.
And she only had two apartments in not-so-good locations and two shops.
"No, no. I won’t sign, I won’t get divorced, I don’t agree!" At this moment, Zhu Xinyan could no longer care about losing face, nor did she care that this was in front of Su Zhe and even Su Lu, whom she once despised.
Zhu Xinyan cried out, "Old Su, I’ve been with you for thirty years!"
Su Yukan couldn’t even be bothered to glance at her.
He was always , cold-hearted. Although he had some pity for his late first wife, he still had an affair during the marriage.
He didn’t have that much affection for Zhu Xinyan; if she had been honest, he might have continued living with her.
But her betrayal was something Su Yukan would not tolerate.
Seeing him silent, Zhu Xinyan turned to Su Zhe, pleading, "Su Zhe, Su Zhe! Please talk to your dad!"
Su Zhe didn’t have much to say; he just felt that this kind of farce was quite ridiculous.
The later developments actually had little to do with them.
In the end, Zhu Xinyan did not sign the divorce agreement, but that was no longer important. Lawyer Zheng declared on the spot that Su Yukan would file for divorce.
In short, from the tone of it, Su Yukan had made up his mind, and the divorce was certain.
Su Lu found it uninteresting.
She raised her hand and lightly scratched the tip of her nose, speaking in a subdued voice, "Well, thank you for Mr. Su’s kind offer, but I won’t be needing that property. I don’t need it that much."
She looked toward Lawyer Zheng, "Should I give up the share of the property Mr. Su left for me—abandon it or gift it?"
Su Lu didn’t know how to classify the property since Su Yukan was not dead yet. "Anyway, I don’t want it."
Su Jiao, who had kept her head down all this time, finally couldn’t help but raise it slightly; she looked at Su Lu with a complex gaze.
Su Jiao didn’t understand, and she had never understood why Su Lu could always be .
So calm, as if nothing mattered, as if she didn’t care about anything.
In the past, she always thought Su Lu was ’putting on a brave face’—pretending to be nonchalant when she actually cared deeply.
But over time, Su Jiao could gradually tell that Su Lu wasn’t just ’putting on a brave face’; she genuinely didn’t care.
So, Su Jiao would feel very angry, angry at Su Lu.
She would think, why? Why can Su Lu be so indifferent?
Su Jiao was like a child with a beloved toy, wishing all other children envied her toy. Yet, Su Lu’s indifference gave Su Jiao a sense of defeat, and the more she felt defeated, the more hostility she harbored.
She increasingly felt that Su Lu was just putting on an act. You’re just pretending, right? You actually care, don’t you?
But as time passed, Su Jiao gradually realized that Su Lu truly didn’t care.
So, she felt even more defeated.
But at least she still had her beloved toy, and it didn’t change her affection for the toy just because Su Lu didn’t care about it.
But today, Su Jiao found out that this beloved toy was stolen.
It was bought by her mom through lies to her dad—it was never truly hers.
Her father was furious and wanted to reclaim the toy and share it with Su Lu.
This was her treasured toy, and Su Lu... didn’t even want it.
Of course, Su Lu didn’t know about Su Jiao’s thoughts; she didn’t even notice the gaze Su Jiao had cast her way.
Su Lu glanced at her watch, "Then that’s all for now. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."
"Oh, I also thank Mr. Su for his kindness." At the same time, a male voice came through the door—it was Zhao Tong’s voice.