"So you just suspect everything? The slightest rustle of wind or grass, and you think the sky is falling?" Mei Ying frowned and looked at her, "If a family is destroyed, it’s on you."
"Don’t say anything else. Come back with me, we’re getting a divorce tomorrow!" Yang Dahe had reached his limit with her.
He once had a flicker of fondness for her.
He couldn’t forget how devoted she was to his mother in the dead of winter.
He hadn’t forgotten either how she scrimped and saved to send him cured meats while he was in the army.
It was at that time he accepted her, had a child with her, and felt this woman wasn’t entirely useless.
But later, everything changed... As his position rose higher and higher, everything changed...
"No! I won’t divorce!" Feng Chunhua cried out, "Dahe, I was wrong. I apologize to An Hao! I’ll stop making trouble from now on, please don’t divorce me, okay?"
Yang Erxiu also started to cry, "I want my daddy."
"The child is mine. You can’t raise him properly," Yang Dahe said, looking at his son and feeling waves of heartache.
He had neglected his child’s upbringing for so many years; he, the father, was also to blame.
"No! No divorce! I’ll apologize to An Hao." Feng Chunhua cried and wanted to apologize to An Hao, "I was wrong. Please forgive me! I didn’t mean to target you deliberately, I really couldn’t help it."
An Hao, seeing her tears flying in every direction, suddenly remembered the bitterness in her heart after she and Qin Jian divorced in her past life.
She was fortunate to have a lifetime to make amends, but what about Feng Chunhua?
"Sister Chunhua, no one wants to steal your man, the path is what you make it! You want to live happily with him, yet you don’t trust him! All this fuss has ruined the affection! I’ve already said what needs to be said; you really don’t need to regard me as your enemy. I’m tired too, please leave when you’ve had enough," An Hao said quietly, looking at her.
"I ask you all to leave my home! Leave my wife alone!" Qin Jian’s voice came from outside the door, tinged with anger.
He had overheard some of their conversation on his way upstairs.
When he saw Feng Chunhua, he knew she must have been causing trouble for An Hao again.
"Brother Qin." Yang Dahe looked at Qin Jian apologetically, "I’m truly sorry... I..."
Qin Jian pushed through the crowd, came to An Hao, and wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice resolute, "I trust my wife! I also trust my friend! There’s no need to say anything else!"
"Qin Jian..." An Hao held tightly onto Qin Jian’s hand, as if a surge of strength spread throughout her entire body.
Qin Jian looked down at her, and the two communicated silently with their eyes.
Seeing the couple’s mutual trust and unwavering stance, it seemed everyone felt this was truly just a farce.
Having seen enough drama, it was time to disperse.
Looking at Feng Chunhua, Qin Jian said with no intention of sparing her feelings, "Sister Chunhua, you should refrain from visiting my home in the future. It would also be best if you had no contact with my wife. Her vacation will be over soon, and we hope to spend the remaining time in peace and happiness."
"Rest assured! Brother Qin, we won’t cause any more trouble for you," Yang Dahe said, then waved his hand to disperse the crowd. He dragged Feng Chunhua and Yang Erxiu downstairs.
Back at home, Yang Dahe began to pack up the belongings of Feng Chunhua and her son, "I can’t stand another day of this. Now you have two choices. First, take your son and go back to your parents to await divorce notice. Second, we divorce now."
Seeing Yang Dahe was serious, Feng Chunhua fell to her knees with a thump, "Old Yang, I don’t want to go! I won’t leave! I promise this time, no more trouble!"