novelraw Chapter 75: Wise and Mighty Yu Minglang
Chapter 75: Wise and Mighty Yu Minglang
Jia Xiufang sat on the sofa, after venting, her heart was left with a hollow feeling.
Qian walked over, silently picking up the fruit on the floor. She knew her mother was already considering divorce now.
But what breaks the camel’s back still needs the last straw.
Damn Yu Minglang, if he hadn’t torn up those photos, her mom would definitely divorce without hesitation right now.
People can do anything when they’re angry.
But when Jia Xiufang calms down, asking her to muster the courage again will make her hesitate, even though she’s deeply disappointed in Chen Lin.
Traditional women, family-minded and dependent on husbands with a spirit of dedication, this is a virtue, but also a fatal flaw.
There are 15 million women in the country who married homosexuals, enduring family atmospheres lacking marital life, twisted or even violent, but less than 30% choose divorce.
Most women, even when life is unsatisfactory, are afraid to move forward due to fear of the future, even if someone tells them the future won’t be worse than now; still, no one believes it and prefers to suffer to death in a broken marriage, finding excuses like loving the kids, loving the jerk, unclear property division... many reasons, just not to leave.
Jia Xiufang now, although vaguely understands that her husband is no longer the young man from years ago who exchanged tomatoes with her at the production team, is still indecisive when it comes to divorce.
Qian just wants to use her mother’s current feelings of disappointment and anger to force her to break free from the jerk father.
"Damn Yu Minglang, can’t he be reliable in his work!" Qian muttered anxiously.
It’s all Yu Minglang’s fault! If he hadn’t torn the photos, everything would be settled now.
As soon as Qian finished speaking, she saw a man in green camouflage enter the yard.
"Is the sister-in-law here?"
It was a young guy, and Qian quickly went over to greet him, secretly glancing at the grieving Jia Xiufang, luckily she hadn’t noticed!
She cleared her throat, "I am your sister."
This was a habit from Yu Minglang’s old workplace, where the leaders’ wives were called sister-in-law, and since Yu Minglang couldn’t find the time, he sent one of his men to bring something to Qian.
"Sis, uh, Sister! Lang let me give this to you." The young guy promptly corrected himself, handing over the item.
Qian accepted it, a thick manila envelope.
"Thanks, tired, right? Come in for some water, have some fruit."
"No need, I have to rush back and report, sis, see you!"
Qian saw him off at the door, then returned and opened the bag, satisfied.
She decided to retract her words about him being unreliable.
He’s very reliable, extremely reliable!
"Qian’er, who is it?" Jia Xiufang was feeling weak now.
"This, do you want to see it? Hey, you better not, Mom, I’m afraid you’ll be upset..." Qian intentionally said.
Sure enough, Jia Xiufang was intrigued.
"What is it, give it here!"
"This is about Dad outside, hey! You really shouldn’t look!"
Qian hesitated to speak, but still handed it over.
As she spoke, Jia Xiufang roughly understood and took it, opened it, and what fell out made her heart completely break.
There were photos, a tape recording, signed witness statements, and a house lease contract...
Yu Minglang was really something.
He had promised Qian that collecting evidence had to be legal, so everything here was entirely legal and could be used as court evidence, no problem wherever it was presented.
Qian put the tape into the recorder, and a conversation emerged.
"Sir, is this house yours?"
"Yes!"
"Who did you rent it to?"
"A couple, the man’s surname is Chen, I heard them call the woman Xue. The couple has quite an age difference. The day they came, I noticed they were of different ages and asked a question. They said they met through friends and got married, saying the man was remarried because his first wife died."
Upon hearing this, Jia Xiufang angrily stood up, grabbed the recorder and was about to smash it, and Qian quickly held her back.
The conversation continued inside.
"Are you sure they are renting the house under the guise of husband and wife?"
"Of course, renting my house comes with principles, I can’t allow it to be rented to unreliable people. I asked several times, and the man insisted they were a couple, remarried, first wife died."
The questioner clearly knew how to guide the conversation, kept probing.
"Sir, how did his first wife die?"
"I heard a bit of gossip, she died in a car accident, was hit by a car. He treats this young wife well, always calling her Xue, even set up a little stove in the yard at night to heat foot-washing water for her..."
"Ah!" Jia Xiufang screamed, kicked the sofa, her hands trembling.
Cursing her to die in a car accident!
How vicious is this!
She had never wronged him all these years, bore children, rose early, stayed late by his side borrowing money to build a house, worked like crazy, ate leftovers, bought clothes from the night market, and in the end became someone who ’died in a car accident’?
"Mom, don’t be angry, calm down." Qian quickly poured her mom a cup of water, and Jia Xiufang threw the water onto the floor, covering her face crying out loud.
Qian also admired Yu Minglang, she didn’t know what means he used to get this recorded conversation and materials, but her dad’s actions thoroughly chilled her mom’s heart.
Cursing the original wife to die in a car accident, this was even more impactful than showing her mom pictures of Chen Lin with Qu Xue; his cunningness used here was quite cute, alright then, this divorce was certain.
"Qian’er, my daughter! Tell me, how did I ever wrong him? How could he do this to me?"
"Right, right, he shouldn’t treat my mom like that, he’s not a person!" Qian echoed her words.
Jia Xiufang was crying without image now, hands trembling, looking at the photos.
These photos were not indecent ones that Qian had asked Zheng Xu to take.
The landlord who rented the house to Chen Lin lived in the upper room; Chen Lin and Qu Xue lived in the lower room, facing each other, sharing a yard. When the landlord celebrated the old man’s birthday, they took family pictures in the yard and accidentally captured Chen Lin embracing Qu Xue as the background...
"He never hugged me; I’ve been serving him foot-washing water for years, yet he goes out and serves foot-washing to another woman..." Jia Xiufang was completely despondent.
Men, what kind of creatures are they!
Even the other contents in the bag lost her interest to look further.
Qian looked through each item, photos, witness statements, landlord’s signed transcript, tape recording, these items were enough to prove Chen Lin and Qu Xue were illegally cohabitating, claiming to be married — the evidence for the lawsuit was there, good, they could file today!
The phone rang, and Qian went to answer.
"White Tower Ridge Laundry."
"It’s me." Yu Minglang’s voice sounded on the other end of the line.