After Emptying My In-Laws' Home and Divorcing, I'm Pampered to the Skies by an 80s Capital Young Lord

In her previous life, Gu Wanxing devoted her heart and soul to supporting her husband and raising their daughter, toiling like an ox and horse for half a lifetime, only to be killed by her ungratef...

Chapter 229 I Got Married on the 16th

Chapter 229 I Got Married on the 16th

As Zhang Xiumei spoke, she looked up and blinked continuously, for fear that tears would fall.

Gu Wanxing knew that the sisters were divorced in their previous life, but she didn't know the specific reason.

Zhang Anzhu is currently a domestic abuser, but it's normal for him to be well behaved when he's not drinking. It's hard for her to offer any advice, as no one else can offer any opinions on such matters.

Gu Wanxing took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Xiumei.

"Your life is your own. If you feel it's not suitable, I support you."

"Thank you, sister. It's you who gave me the courage to break up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to make the decision."

At first, she just thought that she would not be beaten anymore after the divorce, but the man stayed here last night, and she didn't like anything about him and hated him from the bottom of her heart.

It's the kind of mentality that I can't give in at all. I used to fantasize that if I earned a lot of money, I would have a say in this family, and this man would live a good life even if he only cared about her for money.

Ever since she came to the city, she felt that she would be fine without a man in her life.

Gu Wanxing didn't understand what she was thinking, but she could understand it. The courage that sisters talked about was the money in their pockets. The salary model she gave Qingqing and these sisters was a base salary plus commission.

It wasn't even October yet, and they both had already received a salary of over a thousand yuan each.

"Anyway, I support you no matter what decision you make." Gu Wanxing patted her hand to comfort her.

Domestic violence happens once and will happen countless times. Every time you forgive someone, they will hurt you even more next time.

After her sister calmed down, she asked a most realistic question:

"So kid, what do you want to do?"

"He definitely can't give it to me."

Zhang Xiumei's son's nickname is Dabao, and his real name is Zhang Hailiang. Everyone in the village calls him Liangzi.

"Liangzi has grown up. He will be ten years old after the Chinese New Year."

Gu Wanxing only remembered that he was about nine or ten years old, but much smaller than Gong Ruiyang.

There is no harm without comparison. Gong Ruiyang looked from her shoulders up, and Liangzi was only about 1.3 meters tall.

"Nine years old after the Chinese New Year."

"What about your little girl?"

She couldn't even remember the child's name, but it seemed like he was two years older than Zhao Chao.

"I think I should be able to get Xiaobao. After all, she's young, only five years old. A lawyer came in to buy clothes the other day, and I consulted him. He said that young girls are more likely to follow their mothers."

Gu Wanxing knew that her sisters must have made plans a long time ago, maybe even earlier than she did.

It seems that she always said that she wanted to save money and buy a small yard for her mother's family. I guess she had this idea in mind at that time.

"If you need anything, just tell me. I can't help you with anything else. If you don't have a place to stay after you finish your work, you can stay upstairs. Look at the community behind our store. There's a kindergarten. Xiaobao can go there. You can also try to get an older one. After all, it will be more convenient for him to go to school with you. The educational resources in the city are always better than in the countryside."

Gu Wanxing paused and said, "If you want to sue me and need money, just ask."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiumei's defenses completely broke down. She could no longer hold back and started crying again, covering her face with her hands.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the store at that time. The few remaining customers came to watch the fun, but were persuaded by the clerk to go back and try on clothes. He had a strong ability to control the situation.

Gu Wanxing silently gave the shop assistant a thumbs up in his heart.

"Come on, stop crying. We're in a public place now. It's not too late to cry your heart out after we get divorced."

She is not very good at comforting people, but this time she actually comforted her sister.

Zhang Xiumei felt that what her sister said made sense. As it stands now, the path she has chosen is very long.

After venting, she felt less blocked in her heart than before. She regained her spirit and went upstairs.

"Xiumei, I'm getting married on the 16th."

Gu Wanxing spoke loudly to the sisters' backs.

Zhang Xiumei stopped walking up the stairs and turned around to meet her sister's eyes filled with happiness.

"Then let's close for a day. I have to go."

Zhang Xiumei came back while talking, she was very excited, as if she was going to get married.

"Okay, then we'll close the door for a day."

A clothing store earns at least several thousand dollars a day. If there is no one familiar to watch over the store, it would be better to close it for a day.

When the store was completely empty, the two shop assistants went to buy food.

Gu Wanxing was reconciling accounts with Gu Qingqing.

"Sister, you haven't been to the store since the 1st. Today is the 12th. I've marked the money in this bag with paper to indicate which day's payment it is."

Gu Wanxing took the bag, opened it and took a look, and found that there was indeed a piece of letter paper wrapped in each bundle of money.

"This is our account balance. It's for eleven days, and today isn't over yet."

Gu Qingqing also pushed the account in the notebook to her sister.

"To prevent mistakes, Sister Xiumei and I each keep a copy of this account book. We check the item numbers every night. There are basically no problems."

Gu Wanxing simply flipped through the account book, closed it and put it in her bag.

"Just use a new notebook and I'll just check the amount when I get back."

She thinks very simply: if you don't trust someone, don't employ him; if you don't trust him, don't employ him.

When two people keep accounts at the same time, the probability of error is very small, unless they collude, which is almost zero.

First of all, it is impossible for Gu Qingqing to be sentenced to herself.

Secondly, apart from being a bit of a gossip, Zhang Xiumei's character can also be seen after spending so many years with her.

So she believed in her sisters.

Gu Qingqing went to find a large and sturdy clothing bag and asked her sister to put the money in it. The bag she had casually put the money in was not sturdy, and it would be troublesome if a bundle of money got exposed.

Gu Wanxing did not refuse. Just as the two sisters were pouring money into the bags, Zhang Xiumei came down with the two children, followed by Zhang Anzhu who was already dressed.

"Wanxing has caused you trouble. I will send them away."

"Hey, sorry for what happened just now, sister. It was too hot upstairs, so I took off my clothes."

Zhang Anzhu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Gu Wanxing just nodded slightly as a greeting.

Zhang Xiumei smiled and patted her son on the head: "Call for help."

Seeing Gu Wanxing becoming more and more beautiful, the thin Liangzi bowed politely and said, "Hello, Auntie."

"Xiaobao calls me auntie."

"Hello, Auntie."

The little girl, about four or five years old, was also very polite, but her eyes were a little swollen because she had just cried.

"Are you hungry? Auntie will take you to the fast food street to eat some meat, okay?"

In fact, apart from the ungrateful child she gave birth to, Gu Wanxing still likes children very much.

The two children had different expressions. When Liangzi heard about eating meat, his eyes lit up. The little girl became much shy and looked at her timidly without saying a word, looking a little timid.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiumei looked at Zhang Anzhu. She also didn't want the children to go back with her. After all, she also wanted to.

Stay as long as you can.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Anzhu was staring at the bag of clothes in the sister's hand with shining eyes.

Therein is the payment for the goods.

Her heart sank. "What are you looking at? Go back first. Wanxing said she's treating the children to a meal. You, a grown man, shouldn't go. Think about what I just said to you now, or I'll sue you."