70s Spicy Wife Makes a Fortune After Divorce

Yang Qingheng was deceived of her money and affection by a scumbag man in her past life, ending in a miserable fate. Upon rebirth, she kicked the scumbag to the curb, grabbed her money, and顺便 doted...

Chapter 30 Song Hengjue's Strange Feelings

"My only daughter is married to you, what's wrong with taking some food? Do you want our whole family to starve to death?!"

Song Hengjue looked coldly at his father-in-law and mother-in-law and said in a low voice, "You want grain? Fine, we'll talk about it when Yang Qingheng comes back."

Given that woman's blindly filial nature, she'll definitely force him to give the grain to the couple today. Then he can take the opportunity to bring up divorce. If she's willing to divorce, he can give her parents the grain today, and secretly give her a large sum of money.

"Tsk, a grown man can't even make a decision on something this simple, what a waste." Gao Xiao'e looked disgusted, but was secretly pleased.

It's good to listen to her daughter. That brat Yang Qingheng listens to her the most. When the time comes, she can take whatever she wants.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingheng sneered and walked in: "Mother, you're quite something, coming to my house to ask for grain today."

"You brat, how dare you talk to your parents like that?" Gao Xiao'e's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but remembering her purpose today, her expression softened a little. "Qingheng, your parents really have no other choice. We've raised you for so many years, you wouldn't be so heartless, would you?"

Yang Qingheng replied coldly, repeating her words: "Mom and Dad, the brigade only distributes so little grain a year, it's not enough for any family. What will we eat if you take it away? Are you so heartless as to starve your daughter to death?"

Yang Qingheng remembered clearly how these two humiliated her and swindled her money after she broke her leg in her previous life. In this life, they would not take a single penny from her.

"Yang Qingheng, what do you mean? You've only been married for half a year and you've already learned to side with outsiders, not even caring about your parents anymore. I would have rather given birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to you." Gao Xiao'e never expected her usually obedient daughter to say such a thing.

She always helped Yang Qingheng when she came to ask for grain before, but now she dares to rebel? Has she grown too big for her britches?

He took off his shoe and was about to hit her with it: "You slut, I'll beat you to death."

"Watch your mouth, or get out of here." Song Hengjue clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, and shouted as he shielded Yang Qingheng behind him.

Yang Qingheng poked her head out from behind: "Pah! You people who sell your daughters don't even deserve to talk about parents. You think you're something special just because I call you Mom and Dad? If you want to put on airs, then spit out the bride price first."

Eight hundred yuan for a bride price? They really dare to ask for that! There's no one like that around here. And now they even dare to ask for grain. They're shameless.

If they hadn't been so outrageous in demanding so much money, her relationship with Yao Ying wouldn't have been so strained from the start.

"You! You!" Gao Xiao'e trembled with anger, yelled, and pounced on him, "If I don't loosen your skin today, I'm not a Gao today!"

Song Hengjue kept a close eye on her the whole time. As soon as he saw her move, he quickly protected Yang Qingheng and forcefully snatched the shoe sole from Gao Xiao'e's hand and threw it away.

It's... still quite far, outside the courtyard, there's no trace of it left.

Yang Qingheng looked up at her mother's face.

Gao Xiao'e's face turned ashen. She glanced outside and then pointed at Song Hengjue, trembling. For a moment, she seemed unsure whether to curse him first or pick up her shoes.

If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, Yang Qingheng would definitely have burst out laughing.

Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, Song Hengjue felt a strange unease.

This woman has always been submissive and even ingratiating towards her family, so why is she being so assertive this time?

He even suspected she had mind-reading abilities, and that she knew what he was thinking!

"Yang Qingheng, do you, as her daughter, have to be so cruel?" Yang Qiwen tapped his pipe, his cloudy eyes burning with intense anger.

Yang Qingheng's body trembled involuntarily. In the past, whenever he made this expression, she would definitely be beaten or scolded, so she never dared to make him angry. But now she was not afraid. She hated him and wished she could kill him!

If it weren't for them, she and Song Hengjue wouldn't have had such a hard life in their past lives!

She looked at him coldly: "You said it yourself, a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. From the time you insisted on marrying me off to that idiot in Damu Village in order to earn a dowry for Yang Cheng, we have had no relationship whatsoever."

Yang Qiwen trembled with anger: "Yang Qingheng, he is your own brother, the only heir of our Yang family. What's wrong with doing something for him? You have to make a fuss about this, right? Fine, if you're so capable, then don't go home and ask your brother for help when you suffer grievances outside. I want to see how your husband's family will treat you without your mother's family."

"Incense offerings?" Yang Qingheng couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this word. "You haven't met Yang Cheng's precious girlfriend yet, have you? Your family's incense offerings are probably long gone."

"How can you talk about your own brother like that?" Yang Qiwen flew into a rage at the mention of his son, and raised his pipe as if to strike her hard.

Song Hengjue's temple throbbed, and he roared, "If you dare to lay a hand on me today, I'll call the police immediately. If you want to try prison food, go ahead and do it."

Yang Qiwen gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Yang Qingheng, and stormed off with a dark face.

Gao Xiao'e followed closely behind, still feeling uneasy as she recalled Yang Qingheng's mocking manner.

"What do you mean by 'that bitch'?" Does your son's girlfriend have some kind of health problem?

Yang Qiwen was also unsure of what to do. He took a puff of his pipe and said, "Hurry up and have Xiao Cheng bring his girlfriend back to meet us. If she's suitable, we'll finalize the deal."