Chapter 269 Supporting Divorce
Jiang Zhizhi looked at Zhou Xiaochuan as if he were an idiot; he had no right to speak.
He reached out and took Fang Hua's hand, gently stroking the back of her hand to signal her not to get agitated or angry.
Fang Hua patted the back of her hand in return: "It's okay."
Then she turned to look at Zhou Chengzhi, her tone calm: "Zhou Chengzhi, there are some things I don't want to repeat myself. I didn't say I wanted to scare you by mentioning divorce. Think about it yourself, all these years, including when you were entangled with that female reporter, have I ever mentioned divorce?"
When Zhou Chengzhi met Fang Huaqing's cold, emotionless eyes, he panicked for a moment and subconsciously retorted, "There's nothing between me and that female reporter. It's all just rumors. She did say some things to me, but I refused them all."
Fang Hua gave a mocking laugh: "Look, if you had explained it this way back then, this matter wouldn't have been a thorn in my side for so many years. Forget it, there's no point in talking about it now."
"I'm bringing this up not because I want an explanation, but because I want to tell you that even after things got so messy, I never mentioned divorce because I thought we could still make it work. But now, I feel like we really can't go on like this."
"I said that day, it's either divorce or you die. Of course, there's also a third option, which is to force me to my death."
Zhou Chengzhi felt his throat go dry, and for the first time, he was somewhat unable to speak. He remained silent for a long time before saying, "Do you really want a divorce? I can handle Li Hualin's matter."
Fang Hua waved his hand: "It's not just Li Hualin, it's far too many things. In all these years, have you ever seen me sick?"
Zhou Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, then remained silent, trying hard to recall what Fang Hua was like in his memory. He remembered Fang Hua as always being very assertive and always going against him.
But it will always be the same: whenever he comes home, there will be a delicious meal, and when he goes to the study, there will be brewed tea.
No matter the time, the clothes are always clean, and even the shoes and socks are spotless.
Therefore, he thought Fang Hua would never get sick or get tired.
Fang Hua smiled and said, "Look, I had a high fever but I still cooked for you. You have no idea that I was being so self-righteous."
"I don't want to serve you anymore, and I don't want to be your maid anymore. From now on, you can do whatever you want, and let whoever you like come to the house..."
It was only at this point that Zhou Chengzhi realized that Fang Hua's talk of divorce was real, and not just a tantrum.
He seemed a bit evasive and quickly changed the subject: "Xiao Chuan, are you going to Xinjiang Province in the next couple of days? Come with me to the office later to get your letter of introduction. Remember to call me back when you get there."
Zhou Xiaochuan was still in shock from their impending divorce when he heard Zhou Chengzhi's words and nodded blankly.
Zhou Chengzhi turned and went to the study, but came out again after circling around. He didn't know what to do. Finally, he picked up his bag and coat and looked at Fang Hua: "Well... it's the end of the year, there are a lot of inspections, and I have to rush back. Whether I can come back for the New Year depends on the situation."
After saying that, he didn't even bother to put on his coat, but quickly put on his hat, grabbed his bag, and rushed out the door.
He walked to the courtyard gate, then turned back, pushed the door open, and poked half his body in, looking at Jiang Zhizhi: "Zhizhi, talk to your mother and tell her not to overthink things."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Hua smashed a rice bowl over his head.
Fortunately, Zhou Chengzhi reacted quickly, closed the door, and ran away.
He was very fast, not at all like someone in their fifties, as if he was afraid that if he was a step slower, Fang Hua would pressure him to get a divorce.
The bowl smashed against the door with a loud bang, shattering into pieces, splattering noodles, soup, and vegetable scraps everywhere.
Jiang Zhizhi was startled, and her first reaction was to look at Fang Hua: "Mom..."
Fang Hua snorted coldly: "Look at him, he just runs away. Just wait and see if I don't go after him."
Jiang Zhizhi was a bit annoyed by Zhou Chengzhi's reaction. When faced with a problem, instead of trying to solve it, he didn't know how to change his behavior when he was in the wrong. All he did was run away. Wouldn't that make people even angrier?
She needs to talk to Zhou Xiye about this later, so that she doesn't make the same mistake.
I got up and got a broom, mop, and rag to sweep up the broken bowls and noodles by the door.
Looking at Fang Hua's expression, Zhou Xiaochuan cautiously asked, "Mom, are you really going to divorce Dad? I think..."
Fang Hua didn't give him a chance to speak: "Go upstairs and pack your things, then go find Zhou Chengzhi. Didn't he give you a letter of introduction? Go find him and take it."
Zhou Xiaochuan pursed his lips and sat there silently for a while before going upstairs.
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Jiang Zhizhi cleaned up the mess, then reheated the remaining rice in the pot and served it to Fang Hua: "Mom, let's eat first, and after we finish eating, we'll go see Teacher Jin."
He didn't mention Zhou Chengzhi again, but he was thinking that if Zhou Xiye came back soon, he should have him talk to Zhou Chengzhi.
At the very least, Zhou Chengzhi needs to know about Fang Hua's situation. He should either get a divorce and live separately, or reflect on his actions and correct his behavior, and treat Fang Hua properly.
Instead of, as it is now, he only comes out to vent his anger once every few days.
After finishing his meal, Fang Hua had a serious discussion with Jiang Zhizhi: "Don't tell Xi Ye about my divorce from your father, and don't let Xi Ye try to persuade him. Also, don't tell him about my illness."
Jiang Zhizhi's little thoughts had just been exposed, and she hesitated: "Mom, if you really want a divorce, you should have a serious talk with Dad."
Fang Hua frowned: "Talk? Talk? He'll only make me furious. Forget it, I have a plan. Let's spend the New Year here first and talk about it later."
Jiang Zhizhi didn't say anything more: "Mom, no matter what happens, you should prioritize your health. Besides, you know Dad's character, so there's no need to get angry over him."
Fang Hua sneered: "Get angry because of him? If I were angry because of him, I would have died of anger long ago. There's one thing I'm still not satisfied with, and that's the money and food coupons that Li Hualin took away."
“So much money, even though he borrowed it himself, if he had saved it, it could have been given to you and Nishino. Why should it go to those leeches?”
Jiang Zhizhi supported Fang Hua no matter what he did: "Mom, if it doesn't work out, we'll have to come back, but we need to find a way. That family definitely won't give it up easily."
However, I don't know if I've used it all up, and if I have, where can I get more?
Fang Hua waved his hand: "Let's not talk about that now. They'll come again anyway. We'll find a way then. Let's go see a doctor first."
As the two were pushing their carts to leave, Zhou Xiye hurriedly entered the room carrying a bag.
Jiang Zhizhi was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You're on vacation?"
Fang Hua, who had remained calm throughout, felt a lump in her throat and tears streamed down her face the moment she saw her son…
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