C4 Hate of Humiliating His Wife

So what if he knew her in Lijiang? She did not remember or know him at all, nor did she have any contact with him after that.

Every day as we walked along the street, we would pass by countless people. We had long forgotten all about those unfamiliar faces. Is it because one of them occasionally remembers us that we have to pay for it?

It was a conspiracy, a dragnet... No sooner or later, if she had a marriage certificate, she would officially become "Mrs. Jiang" after the fait accompli.

He did it on purpose!

Plotting and scheming.

How vicious could one be to hate someone?

It was more painful and humiliating than killing her.

But before that, she didn't even know him, so there was no way she could have any deep grudges against him.

It was already late in the night. He slowly stood up, dressed elegantly, with a gentle smile on his face. "Darling, if Jiang Fang really doesn't want you anymore, I don't mind letting you be my bed companion for a short time …"

She rushed to fight him, and he strode off, smiling ruthlessly as he went.

Jiang Family.

Qiao Xiaomai's body froze just as she reached the door to the living room. If looks could kill, she would have died hundreds of times over.

"Stop!" Qiao Xiaomai, you are not allowed to take even half a step into our Jiang Family. Our lawyers have drafted the divorce agreement, and the details are in the process of being perfected. Roll... Get out of here... "You are really annoying, but you have already pissed me off …" He drank his wine every day, he had never been hit so hard before... You humiliated him, you disgracefully humiliated him … "Damned woman, if anything happens to my son, I'll fight you to the death …"

Madame Jiang's voice was sharp, her expression hideous, and her gaze disdainful. It was as if she was looking at an extremely dirty cockroach.

Qiao Xiaomai had one foot in the door and the other outside the door, so she couldn't step in nor retreat. She said in a trembling voice, "I just want to see a line …" How is he? I called him and he wouldn't answer … "

"You still dare to call him? Shameless... Get out... "Get lost, get out …"

Qiao Xiaomai's gaze turned to her father, Jiang Heng, who was in a meeting outside the house the day of the incident. Qiao Xiaomai was still holding onto her last hope as she pleaded, "Dad, you're an old friend of my dad. I've watched you grow up. Please give me a chance to explain …"

Jiang Heng's face turned ashen and he coughed dryly.

"Mai, you child, I really don't believe that you would do such a thing …"

Old Jiang's mother sharply interrupted him, "Old Jiang, don't listen to her flowery words. She's full of lies and has no sense of shame. She harmed our son … "Get lost …" She rushed over and pushed at Mac. "Get out of here …"

Qiao Xiaomai could not resist anymore. She was about to step back when a big hand stopped her at the door. She laughed heartily. "Why are you angry, uncle?"

Everyone in the room looked at the man who had followed them.

With a wave of his hand, he inadvertently put his arm around Qiao Xiaomai's shoulder. Under the gazes of everyone who was about to eat, he casually broke the deadlock, "Uncle, Aunt, I came specially to apologize to you on behalf of Mac. Actually, why are you angry? At most, they would get a divorce right away. Why should they worry about not getting a better wife? Isn't it? I'm sorry about Mac, too. I can only say that I couldn't help but make a mistake that all men in the world would have made. Mac and I fell in love five years ago. It was just a coincidence that we were separated for so long. This time … Sigh … I don't know how to apologize to you … So, I'm ready to take responsibility for Mac... You can inform the lawyers that Mac won't take a dime from your Jiang Family, and she'll leave confidently and unrestrainedly. After that, I'll naturally take responsibility for everything she does …

"You shut up."

"Madame Jiang, why are you angry?" What have you lost? When you get divorced, Mac had nothing to do with your family. Why do you have to be mad at yourself for her? "

Madame Jiang was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.

She screamed, "Scram..." You dog and dog, get out of my way... Roll... Of course we won't give a dime to this bitch... "Get lost …"

The door slammed shut, almost bumping Qiao Xiaomai's nose.

The big hands that were hugging her had already let go, and her voice was filled with the gentleness of a criminal. A scorching breath entered her ears, "Mac, don't worry. The divorce papers will be out very soon, they won't give you a single cent!"

He laughed arrogantly.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't even have time to stop him before he had already left with large strides.

It was a long, shady veranda with French parasol trees that blotted out the sun on both sides. She walked for a while, but she felt weak, and the sky above her was obscured and dark.

She barely managed to lean against a wutong tree as she lowered her head to look at the large patches of yellow leaves beneath her feet. Ah, in the blink of an eye, autumn would arrive.

Someone was honking behind her, and she didn't look back until the car slowed to a stop beside her. She looked up blankly as the window rolled down and her face was haggard. After not seeing them for a few days, Jiang Yiyi's beard was unshaven, his eyes were sunken, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. The elegant man of the past had become sloppily slovenly, and she, was the main culprit.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

He walked down and stood directly in front of her, his eyes filled with confusion.

"One line …"

He didn't answer, just handed her a document bag.

A man who had been unduly humiliated was too polite not to slap himself like his mother.

Inside the bag was the divorce agreement.

"Mac, sign it."

She took it, took it out, signed it. His hands were calm and steady as he did all this.

There was no point in speaking any further.

This was the only way to wash away the shame of the innocent.

Please believe that no matter how despised and despised the female protagonist of the portraits is, as long as her husband or boyfriend can shake her off, the mockery they receive will no longer exist.

Take off the green hats, they are all good men.

But what about the men who give people green hats?

For some reason, this world only mocked the man with the green hat. A man who puts on a green hat is often thought of as capable.

Qiao Xiaomai understood that she had no other way out. The prey that fell into the trap could only save itself. No one would give any more help.

She decided to let the group regain their dignity, so she decisively signed.

When Qiao Xiaomai finished writing, she handed it over, declaring that they had broken off all ties.

Pah pah pah pah.

Someone clapped.

The man with sunglasses rolled down his window and said in an extremely frivolous and rude tone, "Alright, you don't have to worry about Mac. I'll take care of her in the future …"

Jiang Fang's eyes turned red with anger. He clenched his fists and rushed over. The luxurious sports car almost brushed past him as he arrogantly left.

Yi Xiangxi didn't want to fight with him, so he avoided it.

From far away, his voice came, "Jiang Fang, don't be so obedient. You've already given me Mac's pure body, don't tell me you still want to stay behind with the shoes I'm wearing? "Hahaha …"