Jiang Qiaoqiao lived a glorious life, only to be killed by her own mother and adopted daughter on her fortieth birthday. Her three brothers helped dismember and bury her remains.
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Xie Jiulin and Xie Fengxia had no choice but to agree.
The Civil Affairs Bureau is indeed not open yet, so you can't complete the divorce procedures even if you want to.
"You know you can't complete the procedures now, so what are you doing here? Get out! My sister doesn't want to see you!" Xie Jiulin chased Chen Qiang out directly.
"Waaah..." Xie Fengxia couldn't help but cover her face and cry.
Xie Jiulin panicked a little, "Sister, don't cry! That scumbag agreed to the divorce, you have a long and happy life ahead of you!"
Yang Qiaoqiao walked into the ward at this moment and said to Xie Fengxia with a smile, "Yes, Fengxia. Jiulin is right. Now that you've gotten rid of that rotten family, you'll have a good life ahead of you. I'll keep your job at the factory for you."
"I was thinking of promoting you to production supervisor when you go back to work, so you and Yangyang could help me manage the factory!"
Xie Fengxia immediately stopped crying, her eyes red and filled with disbelief as she looked at Yang Qiaoqiao, "Sister Qiaoqiao, I..."
Xie Fengxia couldn't help but cry again as soon as she spoke.
She immediately struggled to get up, wanting to kneel on the bed and kowtow to Yang Qiaoqiao.
Yang Qiaoqiao quickly pulled her back, "Fengxia, what are you doing? Lie down properly."
"Sister Qiaoqiao, thank you, thank you so much. I, Xie Fengxia, will work like a slave for the rest of my life to repay your kindness," Xie Fengxia said, wiping away her tears with immense gratitude.
Yang Qiaoqiao laughed and said, "Why are you thanking me? If anyone should be thanking someone, it should be me thanking you. Last year, as soon as my factory was set up, I went to Beicheng. The factory owes a lot to you."
You haven't been back to work these past couple of days. No one in the factory knows how to make patterns, so they've forced Zhou Yang to learn on the job. You need to get better soon; the factory can't do without you.”
Xie Fengxia's eyes, which had been somewhat dim just moments before, lit up completely in an instant. She nodded emphatically, "Sister Qiaoqiao, don't worry, my injuries are almost healed. I'll be able to go back to work at the factory in a couple of days."