Xu Xun almost suspected that he had drunk too much and was hallucinating.
Where did Chu Lingling, who was begging not to divorce her yesterday morning, go?
Xu Xun glared fiercely at Ding Ming: "Is it because of him?"
He didn't believe it at first.
No one understood Chu Lingling better than him.
He was her everything, her whole world. Of course, he wasn't that heartless. He planned to contact her secretly after everything was ready. Although he could no longer be her legal wife, he would still take good care of her for the rest of her life.
It's absolutely impossible for her to have another man overnight.
But given the current situation, one can't help but have doubts.
“Xu Xun, you are no longer the son-in-law of the Chu family, and my sister is no longer the daughter-in-law of the Xu family. Who she likes and who she marries is up to her.” Chu Jinjin was very satisfied with this effect. She could not kill him because of the law, so she would destroy his heart. “Even if a woman of the Chu family remarries, I can’t say that ten thousand families will seek her, but there will always be a hundred families.”
Chu Jinjin took out a small piece of silver and casually tossed it to an older woman watching the commotion, saying meaningfully, "After all, we have so much money at home that we could never spend it all in several lifetimes—don't you think, auntie?"
The silver coins were only a few coins, but they fell from the sky and were enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary family for several days.
The auntie shuddered and said righteously, "Of course, Miss Chu, with your qualities, if you just asked, countless young talents would be vying to marry you."
Ding Ming quickly chimed in, a jealous look on his face, and warned, "Auntie, how much is there?"
The woman, unaware of the true nature of their relationship, thought she had said something wrong and gave an embarrassed smile: "I can't compare to you, young master."
Ding Ming was satisfied and wanted to follow Chu Jinjin's example and throw money at people, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Xu Xun's face was ashen.
He suddenly recalled the scene of his proposal, which was truly comparable to a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge.
Chu Jinjin impatiently reminded him, "Hurry up and pack your things, or don't blame me for reporting you to the authorities without any mercy."
Xu Xun nodded numbly. Just as he turned around, a plump old lady walked out. Despite her age, she was still very pretty, wearing a lake-green dress and her black hair bun was decorated with gold flowers and white jade.
Xu Xun bowed respectfully: "Mother."
Chu Lingling instinctively wanted to bow, but was stopped by the quick-witted Chu Jinjin.
With the domineering air of a matriarch, Madam Xu said, "What I'm hearing is that someone wants to kick us out. Who is it? Is it you, Madam Chu?"
Under the current laws, filial piety is the most important virtue, and it is a serious crime for a daughter-in-law to insult her parents-in-law. The mother-in-law's authority is greater than heaven.
Chu Lingling's body trembled slightly, a result of years of psychological trauma and conditioned reflexes; she was terrified of her mother-in-law.
There were some things she dared not tell her mother, nor her sisters.
I was afraid they would worry.
Xu Xun was alright, although he gradually stopped loving her as much after marriage, which was normal, as it's inevitable to get tired of living together all the time.
But her mother-in-law was a nightmare from the moment she entered the house.
She considered her son a treasure, a dignified seventh-rank official with a bright future, while she, no matter how rich, was still just a merchant's daughter. Once her son was promoted, no amount of money could she not earn.
In short, Chu Lingling married into a better family.
Chu Lingling understood that whenever there was a problem between her and her mother-in-law, no matter the reason, outsiders would always point fingers at her.
A good daughter-in-law should not cause trouble for her husband.
Chu Jinjin stood calmly between the two and sneered, "I find you two to be more ridiculous than the other. The house was my eldest sister's dowry, and you divorced her, yet you can't explain yourselves back to each other."
Xu's mother narrowed her eyes: "And who are you?"
Chu Jinjin straightened her back: "I am your ancestor."
Chu Lingling: "......"
The onlookers: "..."
Chu Jinjin shrugged sheepishly, momentarily forgetting that this wasn't the apocalypse.
Of course, she had already kept it, otherwise she would have slapped him long ago and made the old bastard call her "Dad."
Xu's mother had a son who was a seventh-rank military officer and had married a wealthy daughter-in-law. Over the years, her figure had grown taller and taller, and she had established herself as a noblewoman. When she was scolded to her face, she immediately became angry and her true colors were revealed: "You lowly servant, you ill-mannered bitch, Ah Jin, slap me!"
Ah Jin is her personal maid and a distant relative. Known for her fierceness, she has been her capable assistant over the years and has slapped the faces of countless people.
Old Ajin shrank his neck, looking embarrassed: "Madam, she, she is Madam's sister."
She wouldn't dare slap him.
The Xu family didn't understand, but she understood perfectly well. Without Chu Lingling, the Xu family was nothing, penniless.
"Son, didn't you hear her insulting her mother?" Xu's mother felt utterly humiliated that she couldn't even order a servant around in public. She gritted her teeth in anger, "Go and slap her face!"
Others might not dare, but my son can.
The son was a seventh-rank military officer in the Military Affairs Department, responsible for maintaining order.
Chu Jinjin was eager to try.
He was practically shouting, "Come on, hit me!"
No matter how satisfying it is to scold someone, it's not as satisfying as to slap them.
Xu Xun: "......"
He hadn't witnessed Chu Jinjin hitting anyone himself, so he didn't really believe it. He couldn't trust hearsay; at most, Chu Jinjin only knew a few martial arts moves.
But he didn't want to take action.
Taking action would mean there would be absolutely no possibility left between him and Chu Lingling.
Xu's mother was furious: "You wretched child, don't you listen to your mother?"
This is using a big label to intimidate people.
The dynasty highly valued filial piety above all virtues. For example, during the imperial examinations, no matter how good one's grades were, if it was discovered that one was not filial to one's parents, one would not be accepted.
Xu Xun gritted his teeth: "Miss Chu, please apologize."
Chu Jinjin crossed her arms, deliberately provoking him: "What if I don't?"
Xu Xun subconsciously replied, "Then don't blame me for not remembering our past friendship."
Chu Jinjin immediately replied, "Nobody cares about your past relationship."
Xu Xun: "......."
It seems like we have no choice but to take action now.
Do you really think you're invincible just because you've learned a few kung fu moves?
Xu Xun gradually grew angry. Even though he had remained stagnant at the seventh rank for many years, he still possessed the arrogance of a military general. He casually assumed a starting stance and said indifferently, "In that case, please enlighten me, Miss Chu."
He had the air of a great general, but unfortunately he encountered a female killing god from the apocalypse who had no rules whatsoever.
Xu Xun felt a gust of wind, and his muscles tensed up instinctively.
Then it got too late.
Even the dignified chieftain of Black Eagle Mountain Stronghold suffered a setback, let alone a mere military officer like him who had been emptied out by wine and meat.
Chu Jinjin showed no mercy and slapped her hard: "This slap is for my sister. She risked her life to give birth to a son and a daughter for you, and used her dowry to support you and your whole family. You are not only ungrateful, but you also do such a despicable thing."
Xu Xun was completely stunned.
Half of his face was numb, and he tasted a sweet, metallic taste of blood in his mouth.
Chu Jinjin grabbed his collar to prevent him from falling, then turned to his other cheek: "This second slap is for your mother. Do you know what your mother has done all these years? Do you know how much money she spends every year?"
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