Middle-Aged Divorce, I Married into a Wealthy Family and Became Famous Online

Zhou Chunhua had been married for over twenty years when her husband cheated on her.

She began to reflect: Was she not virtuous enough? Was she not thoughtful enough?

No! It was because...

Chapter 125 Good, good, good, none of them take her seriously anymore.

Looking at Su Mu's mocking smile, Xu Xiuzhen realized that all the mistakes were because of Su Mu's appearance.

If it weren't for Su Mu, her daughter-in-law would still be Zhou Chunhua, who always obeyed her.

I wouldn't be treated like that myself.

Nanxing would never have become the unfilial person he is today.

It's all her fault!

"Heh!" Su Mu sneered, "Take a good look while you can. Next time, you might not be so lucky."

After saying that, Su Mu turned and left with the child in his arms.

Even the nanny only glanced at her before chasing after Su Mu and leaving.

At this moment, Xu Xiuzhen realized that after this incident, her status in the family was no longer as high as Su Mu's.

This is undoubtedly a very serious problem, meaning that from now on, she will not only lose her voice in this family, but even her basic quality of life will plummet.

No! Absolutely not!

This family's surname is Liao, and Su Mu is merely an outsider who married into the Liao family. This home belongs only to her and Nan Xing!

After calming down, Xu Xiuzhen slowly got up and staggered out of the room.

Just then, my phone beeped with a text message notification.

She took it out and looked at it, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground.

Ignoring the pain in her knees, she got up and began searching for Liao Nanxing.

Finally, they found the person in the backyard.

She took out paper and pen and wrote: Nanxing, why did you transfer all the money away at once?

Liao Nanxing didn't even glance at her, brushed her hand away, and continued scrolling through her phone.

She quickly typed again: Son! Mom's asking you a question! What do you mean by transferring the money? You don't actually trust your own mother, but instead believe that heartless little bitch Su Mu, do you?

Liao Nanxing still did not respond.

Xu Xiuzhen was so angry that she raised her hand, wanting to slap him hard. But the next second, she remembered the scene of her being choked and pulled her hand back.

Turning the page, it reads: Son, you must never be bewitched by that little vixen! In this family, the two of us are the real family; that little slut Su Mu is nothing but an outsider!

How could you not even trust your own mother, but instead trust a stranger? Didn't Mom tell you? She's so much younger than you, you should be more careful!

You're foolishly handing over all your savings to her now. What will you do when you get old and she's at the peak of her sexual desires, if she runs off with your money?

Mom has always told you since you were little that no one in this world will treat you as kindly and wholeheartedly as your dad and I! Listen to Mom, hurry up and get the money back.

Just as he was about to hand it to Liao Nanxing, Liao Nanxing suddenly stood up.

Xu Xiuzhen thought Liao Nanxing was going to find Su Mu, but unexpectedly, Liao Nanxing turned around and walked towards the garage.

She dropped the paper and pen and grabbed Liao Nanxing.

"Ah? Ah, mmm mmm mmm..."

"Mom! I can't even cool my own porridge with a fan, how can I have time to care about your petty affairs?" After saying that, Liao Nanxing struggled to break free from the old lady's hand and strode towards the garage.

A short while later, Liao Nanxing drove out of the garage and left home.

Watching Liao Nanxing drive further and further away, Xu Xiuzhen collapsed to the ground, feeling utterly desolate.

She only got up slowly and walked towards the gate after the car was out of sight.

However, as before, when she placed her finger on the fingerprint lock, the door beeped a few times before indicating that the fingerprint had not been registered.

Xu Xiuzhen's eyes widened, and she placed her finger on it again. The light turned red, and the mechanical voice still indicated: Fingerprint not registered.

After trying seven or eight times, Xu Xiuzhen finally realized that it must be that little bitch Su Mu again!

She pounded on the door.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

However, there was no response from inside, and the lights in the nanny's room went completely out.

At this moment, Xu Xiuzhen was like a dog that had been kicked out of its home by its owner, utterly pathetic.

"ah……"

He looked up to the sky and wept bitterly.

She regretted it; she really regretted it.

If she had known Su Mu was this kind of woman, she should have aborted the child in Su Mu's belly and told her to get as far away as possible.

In the late autumn night, a cold wind swept through.

Wearing only a sweater, Xu Xiuzhen was shivering from the cold.

She took out her phone and dialed Su Mu's number.

The message that came through the phone was "The phone is switched off."

She dialed Liao Nanxing's number again, but he hung up on her immediately.

Xu Xiuzhen huddled by the doorway, constantly sending WeChat messages to Liao Nanxing, but she never received a reply.

Xu Xiuzhen, whose eyes were swollen from crying, saw a familiar name on WeChat—Zhou Chunhua.

After thinking about it, she still sent a WeChat message to Zhou Chunhua.

【Chunhua, it's me. I'm locked out, Nanxing isn't home, and I can't get through on the phone. Could you come and help me?】

After sending the message, Xu Xiuzhen saw that it was already 1 a.m. on her phone.

She was afraid that Zhou Chunhua was asleep and wouldn't see her message, so she directly initiated a voice call.

She only felt relieved after the other end hung up, and waited for Zhou Chunhua's reply.

She thought that Zhou Chunhua, being divorced in middle age, would definitely find it difficult to remarry. She took this opportunity to extend an olive branch to Zhou Chunhua, hoping that there might still be a chance to bring Zhou Chunhua back.

As long as Zhou Chunhua is willing to come back to this family, she has plenty of ways to make her son divorce Su Mu.

However, she waited and waited, sneezing one after another, but still didn't receive a reply from Zhou Chunhua.

She thought it might be because it was too late and Zhou Chunhua was still half asleep, so she edited another WeChat message.

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