The next morning, Ye Zhaoyu went out and saw Qin Zichuan standing at the door.
“I agree to the divorce. Come to the family compound on Sunday noon, and we'll tell my parents together. Then I'll draft the divorce application.”
Qin Zichuan looked deeply affectionate, his eyes filled with reluctance and heartbreak, yet he still decided to grant Ye Zhaoyu's wish.
Ye Zhaoyu felt a little disgusted. She had just gotten out of another woman's bed, and now she was being looked at with such a disgusting gaze.
"I understand. I have to go to class now, so I won't keep you any longer."
After finishing her sentence, Ye Zhaoyu hurried off to class, afraid that she would throw up all the breakfast she had just eaten.
"Ye, you're here. This is the spot I reserved for you."
When Ye Zhaoyu's classmate Lin Jun saw her come in, he quickly invited her to sit down.
"Thank you, I prefer to sit in the back." Ye Zhaoyu said politely and sat down next to a female classmate in the last row.
"You're very popular," the girl next door said with a smile.
The girl had short hair and liked to wear leather jackets. Despite being a cute girl, she gave off a cold and cool vibe.
Ye Zhaoyu was her deskmate for a semester, and all she knew was that her name was Ming Yanxi.
“You’re not bad either,” Ye Zhaoyu replied with a smile.
Ming Yanxi is very beautiful, but she is not the same type of beauty as Ye Zhaoyu. Many people pursue her, but she has rejected them all.
"I heard the school is going to send people to the United States to study for five years. Do you want to go?" Ming Yanxi asked Ye Zhaoyu directly.
The School of Computer Science has three spots available, and the school prefers married students to go there. This way, after graduation, they will be more willing to return to China to contribute because their families are here, and they will be less likely to be bribed.
Ming Yanxi made this choice when everyone's academic performance was roughly the same.
Ming Yanxi couldn't say that this approach was wrong, after all, sending a student abroad to study involves sacrifices, and it's impossible to do something for the benefit of another country.
Such screening is also to avoid the greatest loss.
“Go, you should be among the spots.” The two of them were far ahead in the Computer Science department.
"I'm not sure, we'll have to wait for the final list." Ming Yanxi was uncertain.
Computer technology in China is still in its infancy, so studying in the United States offers a better chance of success.
"Don't think too much about it, just wait for the spots to be announced." Ye Zhaoyu didn't know what to say, her spot was a sure thing, and no one could take it away from her.
She has the best English, the best learning ability, and can also handle two courses at the same time. Considering all these factors, her spot cannot be changed.
Going abroad to study is for next year, so there's no rush. We can discuss it again when Mom comes back at the end of next year.
Sunday noon.
Ye Zhaoyu arrived at the family compound with the things given to her by Qin's mother.
"Zhao Zhao, you're here. Please have a seat." When Qin's mother saw Ye Zhaoyu arrive, she knew she was there to discuss the divorce, but she still greeted Ye Zhaoyu with a smile, showing no sign of anger.
"Aunt Qin," Ye Zhaoyu called out, sitting down on the sofa and avoiding Qin's mother's outstretched hand.
Qin's mother wasn't embarrassed at all and sat on the sofa not far away.
"Aunt Qin, my father has something to do and can't come over, so I'll handle the divorce myself. I wonder where Comrade Qin is right now?"
Ye Zhaoyu sat down and saw that only Qin's mother was at home. She was wary, but she remained relaxed on the surface.
When Qin's mother heard Ye Zhaoyu's blunt words, she was a little annoyed by her.
These days, when discussing business, everyone first drinks a couple of cups of tea and exchanges pleasantries before getting down to business. But she's still so uncouth, coming straight to the point as soon as she arrives.
"Zichuan won't be here for a while. Let's have some tea and wait for him." Qin's mother forced a smile, but in her heart, she couldn't help but want to tear Ye Zhaoyu to pieces.
This person is so low-class, yet she has the nerve to look down on her son and insist on getting a divorce.
Looking at Qin's mother, who was enduring the insults, Ye Zhaoyu couldn't help but sigh, "A master of ninja." Then she smiled brightly and said, "In that case, let's wait a bit."
Ye Zhaoyu took a sip of tea and sat quietly. Qin's mother wanted to start a conversation, "Zhaoyu, what have you been busy with lately?"
"I'm in school," Ye Zhaoyu replied casually.
Qin's mother knew she was studying, so if she answered like that, the conversation wouldn't continue. She had to change the subject, "I heard you opened a clothing store in the south?"
"Really? I didn't know that. Who told you? I'll go ask her." Ye Zhaoyu asked Qin's mother curiously.
If Qin's mother wanted to see something, she couldn't very well say that Lin Zhizhi had told her, since the shop wasn't under Ye Zhaoyu's name and the money hadn't passed through her hands.
Otherwise, we could use this to swindle her money.
They dared not touch the black market in Beijing, where the circulation of goods was a result of the authorities turning a blind eye. The higher-ups intended to open up the economy, so making a scene would be pointless. On the contrary, it might bring good fortune to Ye Zhaoyu and promote her as a role model.
Qin's mother tried to come up with a few more topics, but Ye Zhaoyu managed to kill them all.
When Qin Zichuan got home, he saw his dear mother's face, which was almost unable to smile.
"I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting."
Qin Zichuan took out two divorce application forms without any hesitation.
"It's alright, Aunt Qin is very interesting, we're just chatting," Ye Zhaoyu said with a smile, looking at Qin's mother.
They've already schemed against her, how could they possibly let this whole family off the hook? They'd just have to extract some interest from them.
"You..." Qin's mother wanted to say something, but Qin Zichuan pulled her back, and she swallowed her anger.
It's fucking funny; it's funny to watch her rack her brains for topics.
"That's good. We'll fill out the forms and submit them on Monday and wait for approval."
Qin Zichuan still looked at Ye Zhaoyu with affectionate eyes, a tender gaze that sent shivers down one's spine.
Ye Zhaoyu took the things and quietly filled them out.
After filling in all the information, he said, "That's fine. This is the betrothal gift from the Qin family. I brought it with me, and I haven't touched it or a single penny of the money."
Ye Zhaoyu handed the application to Qin Zichuan, and then took out all the things that Qin's mother had sent and returned them to Qin's mother one by one.
"Aunt Qin, could you please check the items to make sure there are no problems?"
"No need, I trust you." Qin's mother didn't want to count the items.
"No, let's check it carefully! It'll be better if there are any problems later and they can't blame it on me," Ye Zhaoyu insisted.
"I said I don't need it, and I won't blame you if there are any problems later." Qin's mother was genuinely a little angry.
"Then I'll ask someone else to come and take inventory," Ye Zhaoyu said, heading out to fetch someone.
"Okay, I'll count them." Not wanting to be laughed at, Qin's mother had no choice but to comply.
While Qin's mother was taking inventory, Ye Zhaoyu took two photos.
"Why are you taking pictures?" Qin's mother looked up at Ye Zhaoyu when she heard the sound of cameras clicking.
"I'm keeping this as evidence to prevent you from falsely accusing me of not returning the betrothal gifts."
Ye Zhaoyu said matter-of-factly.
Hearing this made Qin's mother even angrier; she really did want to do that.
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