Otherwise, Yang Xiaogu could easily become a rural woman completely dependent on Hu Aimin again, and eventually fall into a situation where she could be manipulated by Hu Aimin at will.

Hu Aimin was so fearless because he held all the economic power in the family.

He made money in business and started having affairs with other people.

Now he doesn't give Yang Xiaogu a single penny, and Yang Xiaogu can't do anything about it.

If Yang Xiaogu were to personally witness Hu Aimin's doting affection for Luo Xiaoyan and her son...

Yang Wanwan felt that her idea was too cruel, and after thinking it over, she remained silent.

At 11:30, Hu Youjin said to Yang Wanwan, "Wanwan, I'm going upstairs to ask my mom to go to the hotel to check on things."

"Why?"

“I’ve thought about it. My mom has to face reality. My dad has a new son now, there’s absolutely no way he’ll come back. Even if he did, I’d find it disgusting. So, my parents have to get a divorce. But, my mom, she still has feelings for my dad. Only when she sees with her own eyes how good he is to that woman will she give up.”

"I agree. Let's go upstairs and call Auntie."

"Wanwan, this is a family matter, you don't need to go."

"How could I not go? You forgot? I said before that we should have a proper celebration."

Hu Youjin smiled gratefully and took Yang Wanwan's hand.

"Wanwan, thank you. You gave me a lot of courage to face Uncle and Brother Qingqiu. I believe my mom will have the courage to face them too."

Yang Xiaogu was already hesitant, but after Yang Wanwan and Hu Youjin exchanged a few words, she reluctantly followed the siblings out of the rented room.

Hu Aimin held his birthday banquet at the New Century Hotel, the best hotel in the county.

A huge inflatable ball was placed at the hotel entrance, with the words "Celebrating the 100th Birthday of Hu Aimin and Luo Xiaoyan's Son" written on it. Beautiful hostesses stood at the entrance, and Hu Aimin and Luo Xiaoyan, dressed in fashionable clothes, were joyfully greeting the guests while holding their child.

Yang Xiaogu only glanced at it, and her legs immediately went weak, and she couldn't walk anymore.

The three people were standing on the other side of the road.

On the other side of the road, people were coming and going, and congratulations could be heard all the time.

On this side of the road, people were coming and going, and many of them looked at Yang Xiaogu, who was being supported by Yang Wanwan and Hu Youjin, with curiosity.

Yang Xiaogu looked haggard and thin, with tears streaming down her face.

She opened her mouth again and again, but couldn't utter a single word.

Even after Hu Aimin and Luo Xiaoyan went into the hotel to entertain the guests, Yang Xiaogu still couldn't take a single step.

The three of them stood opposite each other for a full half hour. Yang Xiaogu's face was as pale as a sheet of paper before Hu Youjin finally said softly, "Mom, you've seen it all clearly, haven't you? Mom, you should divorce him."

Yang Xiaogu nodded, her frail body trembling, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wanwan, Youjin, let's go back."

Yang Wanwan hailed a taxi, and the three of them got in.

At the hotel.

Hu Youjin's grandmother, Zhao, was overjoyed. Looking at the guests filling the room, she smiled from ear to ear: "Good, that's good! Xiaoyan is a good daughter-in-law. Aimin used to be so poor, but after meeting our Xiaoyan, his business prospered. This proves that the other woman was a jinx, while Xiaoyan is a star."

Old Hu gently nudged Zhao under the table and whispered, "What does this have to do with Xiao Jia? Don't be like this."

Zhao glared at him, "What do you know?!"

Old Hu sighed and fell silent.

He had long since lost all say in this household.

Luo Xiaoyan's mother, Liu Hui, looked down on Zhao Shi completely, finding her yellow teeth utterly repulsive. But this was the mother-in-law her daughter had chosen, and today was such a special day, so although she disliked Zhao Shi, she returned Zhao Shi's obsequious smile with a faint one.

Then, she turned her gaze to her husband, Luo Jianshe, the deputy director of the planning bureau.

Luo Jianshe also disliked the Zhao family.

It's all because of that little devil Xiao Yan, who insisted on getting involved with Hu Aimin.

He only had one daughter, who was bright and clever from a young age, excelled in her studies, and was also very eloquent. Unfortunately, she was unlucky; her first husband passed away without leaving her any children.

Luo Xiaoyan was depressed for several years and never remarried.

He wasted his life like this until his thirties, becoming a laughing stock.

One day, she suddenly said that she had taken a liking to Hu Aimin and insisted on marrying him, even if Hu Aimin was not divorced, she would still have his child. What could Luo Jianshe do?

Fortunately, Hu Aimin was good-looking and a shrewd businessman. He didn't get rich by taking advantage of Luo Xiaoyan, as Liu Hui claimed.

Hu Aimin is quite capable.

Luo Jianshe then nodded and agreed to his daughter's unreasonable request.

It's because he only has one daughter, Luo Xiaoyan.

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Back in her rented room, Yang Xiaogu fell ill.

The illness lasted for a week.

Yang Wanwan and Hu Youjin would come to take care of her for a while during breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Yang Wanwan also asked Zhu Ling to take care of Yang Xiaogu, and Zhu Ling's salary and commission were paid according to the normal working hours.

Yang Xiaogu was able to get out of bed after lying down for a full ten days.

After this illness, Yang Xiaogu, who was already as thin as a sheet of paper, became even thinner.

After resting for a while, in mid-October, Yang Xiaogu told Yang Wanwan that she wanted to work in the shop.

Hu Youjin worked for a few days in September and received seventy yuan.

I only worked for four days, and I had to run around several times during that time.

Yang Xiaogu was planning that if she could complete the full month of maternity leave, she should be able to earn four or five hundred yuan a month.

Of course, this requires her to put in some effort to sell the clothes. Otherwise, she'll only get a guaranteed minimum wage of 350 yuan.

Zhu Ling already received 1,000 yuan in income in September.

Yang Xiaogu made up her mind and started going to work a few days later.

Yang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

She weighed the two copies of "The Story of Consort Yan" in her hands, looked at the letter sent by the publisher, and pondered.

After its release, "The Legend of Concubine Yan" achieved excellent sales results, and Yang Wanwan has received more than 20,000 yuan in royalties so far, which is a considerable income.

The publisher commissioned her to write her next book.

She is quite busy now and doesn't have much time to write books, so she has only agreed to publish a 500,000-word book, with the deadline for submission being the end of June next year.

After placing the book on the bookshelf, Yang Wanwan began to think about opening a garment processing factory.

This was an idea she had from the beginning, but she was unable to put it into practice due to a lack of funds.

To compete with the Lin family, simply opening a clothing store won't suffice; we need to offer original products.

That's a garment factory.

She has tens of thousands of yuan in savings, but that's not enough to start a factory.

Therefore, she needs to take out a bank loan.

However, she is not yet eighteen years old. She will turn seventeen at the end of September, and will still have a year before she becomes an adult.