Aunt Xie opened the door and was somewhat surprised to see Yang Qiaoqiao outside. "Qiaoqiao, what brings you here? Please come in and have a seat."

After Yang Qiaoqiao entered and sat down, she didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Auntie Xie, Auntie, I'll be frank. I came here today because of Fengxia."

"The factory needed to rush to finish this year's spring clothing, so they started production early. When I sent someone to inform Fengxia to start work, I learned about Fengxia's situation."

After considering for a moment, Yang Qiaoqiao asked, "Aunt Xie, Auntie, what are your plans regarding Fengxia?"

Upon hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, Yan Suhua could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Aunt Xie sighed, "What else can we do? Fengxia is already married and has left home. A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; she belongs to someone else's family."

We would like to help her, but we've already talked to the Chen family and made a scene..."

Yang Qiaoqiao knew that Aunt Xie had no intention of letting her granddaughter get a divorce.

Divorce is still not accepted in this day and age.

Since the Xie family didn't bring it up, she didn't say anything more.

Yang Qiaoqiao offered a few words of comfort and was about to leave when the Xie family's door suddenly opened. "Grandma, even though my sister is married, she's still part of our family. We can't let the Chen family bully her like this! I'm going to find my sister right now and make her divorce that Chen family!"

Xie Jiulin clenched his fists as soon as he entered the room and said angrily.

Aunt Xie and Yan Suhua's expressions changed simultaneously.

Yan Suhua even stopped crying.

Staring blankly at her son, she asked, "Jiulin, what did you say?"

"I said, let my sister divorce that Chen guy!" Xie Jiulin said decisively.

Xie Jiulin is eighteen years old and will be taking the college entrance examination this year. His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Xie Fengxia's. Both siblings have single eyelids, small eyes, and not very high nose bridges, but their facial features are well-proportioned, so they look very pleasing to the eye.

Yan Suhua snapped out of her daze and said seriously, "Jiulin, this is an adult matter, not something a child like you should concern yourself with. Didn't you make plans to study with your classmate at his house? Go on your way!"

They haven't mentioned Xie Fengxia to Xie Jiulin since the Lunar New Year.

The worst thing is that the child might act impulsively and do something that could affect their college entrance exam, which could have lifelong consequences.

"I'm not a child anymore!" Xie Jiulin clenched his fists angrily. "Mom, Grandma, I'm eighteen years old this year. I'm an adult, I'm a man! I can't just stand by and watch my sister be bullied by that beast!"

If you don't help my sister get a divorce, I will!

After Xie Jiulin finished speaking, he turned and walked outside.

"return!"

"Kubayashi, come back here!"

Aunt Xie and Yan Suhua called out as they chased after them.

Before long, the two of them dragged Xie Jiulin back together.

Xie Jiulin, still unconvinced, wanted to say something more, but Aunt Xie tapped the ground with her cane. "Alright, Xie Jiulin, you're an educated person. Even if you want to help your sister get a divorce, you need to have a plan. You just rush over there and expect that the Chen family, that bunch of bastards, to let your sister get a divorce?"

Xie Jiulin fell silent, realizing that he had been too impulsive.

But he had just secretly gone to the hospital to see his sister and came back to find her so thin she was barely recognizable, abandoned in the hospital by someone. He just couldn't swallow his anger.

Aunt Xie sighed, "Jiulin, you're all grown up now. We shouldn't have kept your sister's situation from you."

Putting aside whether the Chen family is willing to divorce, have you considered how bad your sister's reputation will be if she does? Is it really certain that the person she marries next time will be better than Chen Qiang?

“If there’s no good one, then my sister won’t marry. I’ll support her for the rest of my life,” Xie Jiulin said stubbornly, raising his head.

"Nonsense!" Aunt Xie frowned and scolded, "You're not going to get married or have children? You're willing to support your sister for the rest of your life, but do you think your wife will be happy about that? Besides, with our house, it's already a struggle for all five of us to live in. Where will your sister live after the divorce? And where will you live after you get married and have children?"

The Xie family now lives in a two-bedroom, one-living-room house. Before Xie Fengxia got married, Yan Suhua and her husband shared one room, while Xie's parents shared the other half, with a curtain drawn between them.

Xie Jiulin slept on a makeshift bed on the living room floor.

What Aunt Xie said were indeed the most practical issues.

Xie Jiulin was in the prime of his life, and upon hearing what Aunt Xie was saying, he immediately replied, "When I buy a big house in the future, there will always be a place for my sister to live. If I can't afford it, then I won't get married. Anyway, as long as I'm here, there will always be a place for my sister to live!"

Hearing Xie Jiulin's words, Yang Qiaoqiao, as an outsider, couldn't help but feel a little touched.

At this moment, someone spoke up: "Auntie Xie, Aunt Yan, actually, with Fengxia's abilities, if she gets rid of the Chen family, that bunch of bloodsuckers, she can not only support herself, but she might also be able to help Jiulin with his studies."

Yang Qiaoqiao told Aunt Xie and Yan Suhua how outstanding Xie Fengxia was.

Xie Fengxia is the most efficient worker in the garment factory, and she has been the highest-paid employee since the factory opened.

Moreover, Xie Fengxia was able to accurately produce patterns from the designs she drew.

Someone like Xie Fengxia could definitely help her support a garment factory.

She originally planned to promote Xie Fengxia to production supervisor and raise her base salary to sixty yuan a month when the project started this year.

Unexpectedly, Xie Fengxia encountered such a thing.

Yan Suhua wiped away her tears again as she listened to Yang Qiaoqiao say these things.

After considering for a moment, Aunt Xie slapped her thigh and said, "My capable granddaughter has no reason to be bullied by the Chen family."

"Suhua, pack your things. When Zhengguo comes back, we'll go to the Chen family and make them get a divorce."

“Mom, we’ve talked about divorce before, but the Chen family absolutely refuses. That bastard Chen Qiang even said he won’t get a divorce, he’ll only be widowed. I’m afraid if we just go ahead like this, he might do something desperate…” Yan Suhua said worriedly.

Aunt Xie's brows were tightly furrowed.

Xie Jiulin, however, looked intently at Yang Qiaoqiao, "Sister Qiaoqiao, can you help my sister think of a way? If you can help my sister get a divorce, my sister and I will repay you by working like slaves!"

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Xie Jiulin with the same attitude she had towards a younger brother.

She couldn't help but smile gently and say, "I came to your house today to help your sister, didn't I?"

She rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, and then told the three members of the Xie family her thoughts.

The three members of the Xie family were shocked and their faces changed when they heard her words.