"Zhou Wei, look at yourself, what part of you resembles Xiao Le's mother?" Liang Xiujie's tone grew colder, his hands clenched into fists. If she weren't a woman, if this weren't outside the courthouse, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist slapping her.

“No matter how much you deny it, I am still Xiao Le’s biological mother. I carried him for ten months and gave birth to him with great difficulty,” Zhou Wei said, pointing her finger at Ni Tianzhen. “Do you think this woman truly loves Xiao Le? Xiao Le isn’t her biological son. After she has her own children, how much care will she have for Xiao Le? When you’re busy with work, how much care will you give Xiao Le? You say I’m selfish, but I think you’re blinded by this woman!”

She had barely finished speaking when she heard a loud slap. She covered her cheek and looked at Liang Xiujie in disbelief. He hadn't hit her when he discovered her infidelity, and she had almost never seen him get angry since she met him. Now, he had lost his temper after she had only said a few words to this woman.

"Have you said enough? You don't need to stir up trouble in our family. Xiao Le is six years old this year. He has already learned how to tell who is sincere to him and who is selfish and only thinks of himself." Liang Xiujie didn't want to get entangled with her anymore. In just a few years, she had become so repulsive. He didn't want Xiao Le to see his own mother like this.

Ni Tianzhen loosened her grip on Xiao Le's arm, took Liang Xiujie's hand, and gently shook it, indicating that she wanted to leave. She didn't want Xiao Le to stay in such a scene, as it wasn't good for the child's mental health.

Liang Xiujie looked down at her, grasped her hand, pulled her up, and then picked up Xiao Le with one hand, preparing to leave.

"Liang Xiujie! How could you do this to me! Have you forgotten your vows?!" Zhou Wei shouted hysterically as she watched the family of three walk away.

Ni Tianzhen felt her husband pause, and she stopped as well. She saw him turn his head, look directly at Zhou Wei with an open and honest gaze, and say in a deep and cold voice, "Those vows weren't made to you, they were made to my wife. What are you now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wei swayed slightly.

Yes, those were wedding vows, vows for her, his wife. But she is no longer his wife; she is now just his ex-wife. She has long since lost the man who was once so good to her.

"Let's go," Liang Xiujie said softly, shaking Ni Tianzhen's hand.

Ni Tianzhen grasped his hand in return and got into the car with him.

Zhou Wei swayed and then fell to the ground, watching them drive away. It was summer, so why was the cement ground so hard and cold?

As Liang Xiujie drove, he saw Xiao Le asleep on Ni Tianzhen's lap in the back seat. His expression softened.

"Don't you think I'm too hard-hearted?" That was his true feeling. He didn't care if Zhou Wei thought he was cold-hearted; he cared about Ni Tianzhen's opinion.

"Uh, why do you ask that? I don't think you said anything wrong." Ni Tianzhen looked at him in the car mirror and asked with slight surprise.

Liang Xiujie felt relieved, but still said, "You don't need to take her words to heart. Xiao Le understands. He can tell right from wrong."

“Yes, I know.” Ni Tianzhen tugged at the towel on Xiao Le’s stomach and said to Liang Xiujie, “Let’s turn the air conditioning up a bit.”

Seeing her taking care of her son, Liang Xiujie smiled faintly. He was very lucky to have married such a kind and gentle woman.