Jiang Zhaorong's hand trembled slightly as he signed his name.
Then, he closed his eyes as if he didn't want to face it.
Except for him, everyone else looked relieved.
This is especially true for old ladies.
As early as when the Xu family began to decline, she had been urging Jiang Zhaorong to divorce, both openly and secretly, but Jiang Zhaorong had been obsessed with her and refused no matter what she said.
Now that she had asked for a divorce herself, it was perfect. The old lady's lips curled up in triumph when she heard Xu Youran continue, "Please look up the family tree and add your name."
The old lady's eyes suddenly widened.
What did she say?!
"You're dreaming!" She immediately retorted. Even though she didn't like Xu, she had to admit that all of her children were outstanding.
Kang An had just recovered from his injury, Wen Jing had made great military achievements, and Bai Jian was also doing excellent work in the Imperial College, so his future was limitless.
The blood flowing in their veins is that of the Jiang family!
Removed? Don’t even think about it!
"They are all descendants of my Jiang family. Now that you have received this divorce letter, you can go back to the Xu family alone." The old lady's face was full of sarcasm.
Xu Youran sneered, "What a joke! They are all my children. What do they have to do with your Jiang family? Besides, your eyes are blurry. You should first take a look at the divorce letter in your son's hand. Who gave it to whom?"
old lady:"!!!"
Her expression froze as she looked at Jiang Zhaorong, snatched the divorce letter from his hand, read it word by word, and immediately became furious.
The hands holding the paper on both sides were shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease, bloodshot was splashing in his eyes, and he was almost going crazy.
[Hmm, wait, she's not going to tear it apart, is she?]
Jiang Zhiyu stared at her closely, and saw a hint of cruelty flash in her eyes. She was about to tear it apart, but Jiang Zhiyu moved as fast as lightning, snatched it from her hand, and slapped her in the face.
【Evil thoughts! 】
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu snatch it away, a hint of relief flashed in the eyes of the others.
Only Jiang Zhaorong lowered his eyes slightly.
"Are you crazy?! How could you sign something like this?! Since ancient times, has it ever been legal for a woman to divorce her husband?!"
The old lady raised her hand and hit Jiang Zhaorong, feeling very upset.
Looking at Xu Youran standing opposite him, his eyes were full of hatred, as if he wanted to skin her alive.
Xu Yanli frowned.
He stood up from the wheelchair - there was nothing wrong with Xu Yanli's health, but the distance from the Grand Tutor's Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion was still a bit far. Zhiyu said that it would be more convenient to come this way, so he sat down.
He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Xu Youran.
Looking at Jiang Zhaorong and his mother opposite, his eyes were extremely cold.
In front of him, they dared to treat Youran like this. One can imagine how much injustice Youran had suffered in the Prime Minister's Mansion. He didn't know it before, but now he sees it with his own eyes. If Youran can still be bullied by this mother and son, wouldn't he be unworthy of being a father!
"I remember when you asked for Youran's hand in marriage, you vowed to marry her for the rest of your life. Is that right?"
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes flashed: "Yes."
"But now, there is still a Du family in your mansion. From what You Ran just said, you also favored a maid?"
Xu Yanli's words were simply a statement of fact, without even a hint of sarcasm. However, Jiang Zhaorong blushed and lowered his head, saying, "Yes."
"You broke your vow first, and now you're heartless, and You Ran has no intention either. It's only right for her to divorce you."
Jiang Zhaorong bit his lip and held it in for a long time before uttering a single word: "Yes."
Xu Yanli nodded lightly: "Since you know everything, go get the family tree. There is no need to go to the ancestral hall. We are all descendants of the Xu family. Why should we kneel in the ancestral hall of outsiders?"
The old lady and Jiang Zhaorong both held their breath.
After a moment, Jiang Zhaorong sighed and ordered the kneeling servant: "Go and get the family tree."
The old lady next to him didn't dare to breathe.
[Great job, Grandpa! This old lady is a bully who only picks on the weak. When she sees someone who's even slightly stronger than her, she immediately tucks her tail between her legs and becomes her grandson!]
Half a cup of tea later, the servant came forward with the family tree in both hands.
Jiang Zhaorong turned over to his side and looked at his three sons. His eyelids twitched wildly and his heart felt blocked.
Since his daughter was not included in the family tree, Jiang Zhaorong hurriedly made three strokes, signed his name, pressed his fingerprint, and hurriedly handed it to Xu Youran.
Xu Youran was the same as him. Jiang Bojian was still in the Imperial College, so only Jiang Kangan and Jiang Wenjing pressed their fingerprints.
Xu Youran handed the divorce letter and the family tree to the servant and asked him to take them to the Dali Temple.
When everything was settled, Xu Youran's eyes were filled with tears of excitement.
[Yay!]
Jiang Kangan and Jiang Wenjing also breathed a sigh of relief.
"If we're going to break it off, let's do it cleanly. Quickly get someone to pack up and let's go home."
Xu Yanli chuckled as he looked at Xu Youran, then reached out and rubbed her head.
Xu Youran nodded, then turned to Jiang Zhaorong. "I've verified all the accounts. I'll take my share."
Jiang Zhaorong nodded, but the old lady gritted her teeth beside him.
If I divorce her, how can she take anything away?
Thinking of Xu Youran’s previous dowry, the old lady felt quite guilty.
With so much dowry, it was inevitable that she had some bad thoughts at the time. What's more, Xu Youran no longer managed the household and she took over, so she took some of the dowry overtly and covertly.
I just moved a little bit, not much, so she probably didn't notice.
I don't know how much he moved...
Because of this, the old lady felt guilty and didn't dare to speak. She followed Jiang Zhaorong away in silence.
After they left, Xu Youran began to clean up. Jiang Kangan and Jiang Wenjing came forward to help. Then, Jiang Wenjing suddenly stopped.
Ji Tong!
He would definitely not stay in the Prime Minister's Residence anymore, but Ji Tong couldn't follow him into the Xu family either.
Moreover, with Ji Tong's ability, he couldn't leave him alone in Shengjing...
His stagnant movement caught Jiang Zhiyu's attention.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing them all looking at him, Jiang Wenjing put away the cup in his hand and said, "Let me think about what to do with Ji Tong..."
Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand and said, "Don't worry. I have a house outside the capital. If you don't mind, you and Master Ji can live there first."
The house is quiet, beautiful and far away from the crowd.
The key is to stay away from the crowds.
[There's no one here, I wonder what information you can get out of this!]
Jiang Wenjing nodded and asked, "Where did you get the house?"
"I once made a bet with Master He. If I won, he would give me a clinic. But since the emperor had already given me one, Master He gave me a house instead."
A clinic and a house...
When they looked at each other, they could see the worry in each other's eyes.
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