Chapter 1 Divorce, I want 100 million

No woman can walk away from her husband's phone with a smile.

Yu Yan had been married to Xiang Jingheng for three years, and Xiang Chu was three years old. She never imagined that in their mouths, she was just "that woman".

On her WeChat screen was a group photo that Gan Xiaoxing had sent five minutes earlier, which she had accidentally clicked on.

In the Western restaurant, Gan Xiaoxing's slender arms embraced Xiang Jingheng and Xiang Chu, kissing Xiang Chu's face until it was distorted.

Xiang Jingheng and Xiang Chu both laughed very happily; at least they had never laughed like that in front of her before.

Open the voice message.

Gan Xiaoxing's voice was cheerful and bright: "Xiang Jingheng, Xiao Chu is so incredibly cute! I really want to have one! Thank you for letting me experience the joy of painless motherhood tonight! *kiss*"

Yu Yan's eyes stung, and her fingers rolled upwards, feeling icy cold.

Since Gan Xiaoxing returned to China three months ago, her husband and son, who used to barely speak a few words to her, have become unusually active, and Xiang Chu has gained a new "godmother".

Gan Xiaoxing is sunny, enthusiastic, and bright. She is Xiang Jingheng's childhood sweetheart and also Xiang Tai's goddaughter.

Xingxing: "Oh dear, is it inappropriate for me to keep going to your place for meals? After all, you're married now. Although we've been best buddies since childhood, I'm still a woman, so I need to avoid any appearance of impropriety! If I go too often, your wife will start to have a problem with me."

Xiang Jingheng: "No. You can come. She's a good cook; I'll have her make a few more of your favorite dishes."

...

Xingxing: "Xiang Jingheng, I'm craving your son again! Yu Yan is amazing, how did she raise her child so well? He's clearly a child who grew up in a loving family!"

Xiang Jingheng: "My mother takes care of the children. She has an unpleasant personality, unlike you who are more outgoing. I don't have any feelings for that woman, you know that."

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Xingxing: "Little Chuchu! Did you miss your godmother? I missed you so much today I cried! I bought you the latest Ultraman toy, it's so cool!"

Xiang Chu: "Thank you, godmother! My mom is very poor, and I never ask her for anything because she can't afford it. Dad said you're a PhD in chip research, which is amazing! Unlike my mom, who just plays around and can't do anything."

Tears streamed down my face without me even realizing it.

Yu Yan's body trembled uncontrollably, and her stomach cramped. She covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom to dry heave.

It turns out that when you're extremely heartbroken, your heart and stomach will tremble together.

The pain was excruciating.

She washed her face with cold water and looked at herself in the mirror, dressed in her pajamas and with a sallow complexion. She felt completely unfamiliar with herself.

Before her parents went to Antarctica for scientific research, they watched her register her marriage with Xiang Jingheng, thinking that they had found a golden job as "Mrs. Xiang" for their daughter. Little did they know that after she married into the Xiang family, she was no different from a maid.

A domineering mother-in-law, a troublesome sister-in-law, a cold husband who hangs his arm around his childhood sweetheart, and a humble and powerless woman.

Nowadays, even sons call their godmothers more affectionately than their biological mothers.

Yu Yan returned to the bedroom and looked at her husband and son, who were sleeping soundly and peacefully after being cared for while they were drunk. Her heart was already numb with pain.

After her parents passed away, they became the most important and closest people to her in the world, but all her efforts over the years were worthless in their eyes.

In the end, I only moved myself.

Yu Yan wiped away her tears, turned on her computer, and drafted a divorce agreement.

Regarding the division of property, she decided to have a serious talk with Xiang Jingheng.

After all, she couldn't have worked for free as his wife and nanny for the past three years.

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The next morning, the mother-in-law entered their bedroom without saying a word and picked up Xiang Chu.

Yu Yan hadn't slept all night, and her complexion looked terrible.

Mrs. Xiang thought she was giving her the cold shoulder. "What kind of look is that? What, can't I enter your room? This is the Xiang family home. You need to know your place. Don't you understand any manners?"

What kind of well-mannered mother-in-law would enter her son and daughter-in-law's room every few days without even knocking?

Let alone a wealthy mother-in-law, anyone with any manners would not do such a thing.

Therefore, good manners are not limited to those from wealthy or poor families, but only to individuals.

This time, however, Yu Yan did not offer a frantic explanation, nor did she try to please her mother-in-law as cautiously as before. She simply looked at her mother-in-law calmly.

Xiang Jingheng was woken up and opened his eyes unhappily, asking what was wrong.

Mrs. Xiang glared at Yu Yan, scolded her son for a few things Yu Yan did wrong, and then carried away Xiang Chu, who was complaining of being hungry.

She talked about Yu Yan for so long, but Xiang Jingheng and Xiang Chu didn't say a word in Yu Yan's defense.

It's like they've gotten used to it.

Yu Yan used to feel wronged, but now she is only numb, because she no longer has expectations, so she will not be disappointed.

“Mom is an elder. No matter how uncomfortable you are, you shouldn’t give her a hard time. If you have any complaints, come at me. As children, the most important thing is to be filial…”

While getting dressed, Xiang Jingheng turned his back to her and lectured her.

"Let's get a divorce."

Yu Yan's voice suddenly rang out behind him, causing Xiang Jingheng to pause in his buttoning motion, thinking he had misheard.

He turned around, frowning, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Yu Yan raised her head, her gaze cool and firm: "I said, Xiang Jingheng, let's get a divorce."

Upon seeing the divorce agreement, Xiang Jingheng's usually cold and composed face cracked slightly, and his expression changed.

"Don't joke about divorce."

With a cold face, Xiang Jingheng threw the divorce agreement that Yu Yan had been writing all night into the trash can, not even bothering to look at it. "I know you are very sad about the passing of your parents-in-law, and I understand that you are in a bad mood, but there is a limit to how much you can act recklessly."

He put on his suit and handed the tie to Yu Yan, as if he were mercifully giving her a way out.

Yu Yan didn't take the tie, nor did she help her husband with his clothes and shoes before he left the house as usual. All of this made Xiang Jingheng uncomfortable and dissatisfied.

"You should still take a look."

Yu Yan looked at the trash can: "In the divorce property division, I should be able to get at least 100 million. Xiang Chu is still young, so I will have custody. This will not affect your remarriage."

Xiang Jingheng's brows furrowed suddenly. "Yu Yan, are you crazy?"