Chapter 80 A bag of banknotes was thrown into the yard; the domineering aunt's greeting gift
Jiang Anchao reacted quickly and immediately stood up, "I'll go out and take a look!"
"Hey! Be careful!" Deng Qiu had just gone through something so big, and now he couldn't help but get nervous when he heard this noise.
"fine."
Jiang Anchao walked outside, walked to the package, kicked it, and found that there was no strange movement.
So he bent down and unwrapped it. Underneath the layers of cloth, a small box was revealed, inside which were stacks of banknotes!
"Deng Qiu! Come quick!"
Jiang Anchao was so shocked he couldn't react, and frantically waved to his wife.
Deng Qiu jogged over, and when she saw the large wad of money in his hand, her smile turned serious.
"This money..."
She hesitated, unable to understand why someone would throw money into her yard.
Soon, the note at the bottom of the cloth bag caught their attention.
Jiang Anchao pulled out the slip of paper, unfolded it, and found a line of words written on it in a flamboyant style:
'This is a gift for my niece; I have to accept it whether she likes it or not—it was left by her aunt.'
Deng Qiu pursed her lips nervously, "It's Miss Ji... We can't keep this money."
She feels like the package is burning her hands now; what does this money mean?
Could it be that Zhizhi is really Commander Ji's granddaughter?
Are they really going to take Zhizhi away? What should we do?
Jiang Anchao reacted quickly, "I'll go out and return it to them!"
He ran outside with the package, until he reached the alley entrance, when suddenly a bright light shone on him.
Jiang An looked up and saw the black sedan appear on the side of the street. He sped up and ran over.
"Miss Ji, your money! Here you go!"
Just as he was about to reach the car, the sedan floored the accelerator and sped away arrogantly, leaving Jiang Anchao with only plumes of exhaust fumes...
The exhaust fumes seemed to be a sign of disdain for his refusal to accept money.
Jiang Anchao: "... ..."
If he wasn't mistaken, he was showing disdain, right?
He glanced down at the money in his hand, then at the departing car. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the Ji family's style of doing things was indeed as domineering and forceful as ever.
He should have thought of this sooner...
Jiang Anchao neatly tidied his wallet and silently went home.
"Dad, where did you go?"
After everyone finished eating, Zhizhi and her mother came out to see Aunt Wen and the others off.
They happened to run into Jiang Anchao, who was returning.
Yuan Tengzhen noticed his preoccupation and asked, "What's in the package? It's not a revenge message from the kidnapping gang, is it?"
"Oh, no."
Jiang Anchao forced a smile and said absentmindedly, "It's a gift from Zhizhi's friend. We didn't accept it before, so she just threw it in the yard."
The stack of money felt burning hot in his hands.
But he couldn't refuse, and he really didn't know what to do.
Yuan Tengzhen thought it was a big deal. "Hey! It's just a token of their appreciation. Just accept it. There's no need to refuse."
Jiang Anchao was speechless.
If it were just a regular gift, that would be fine, but what is this? It's money!
It was stacks and stacks of cash!
How could he possibly accept it without feeling any guilt?
But he can't say it... Sigh, what a dilemma!
Cuiping smiled and said, "Our Zhizhi is popular, so it's normal that people like her."
Zhizhi puffed out her cheeks, too shy to speak.
After chatting for a while, the three families went their separate ways home.
Cuiping walked into her own courtyard into the night. Compared to the lively atmosphere in the Jiang family's courtyard, her house seemed cold and deserted.
The two large rooms were completely separated, and the door on Wang Qingshan's side was locked, leaving it pitch black.
Grandma Li's family lives in another corner of the courtyard, not next to theirs. The two families share a kitchen and courtyard.
The military dependents' home has been quite considerate of her; even after her divorce from Wang Qingshan, she has been able to continue living in the house as a family member.
Being alone ultimately makes one feel much more lonely.
If only I had a daughter like Zhizhi, then she wouldn't be without a companion.
Cuiping's smile turned bitter as she took out her keys, preparing to unlock the door and go back to wash up and rest.
On a dark and windy night, all around was pitch black.
Just as she unlocked the door, she suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps.
She turned around warily, and her eyes widened in horror when she saw who it was. But before she could scream, a rough hand firmly covered her mouth.
"Ugh!!!"
"Shut up!"
The man's voice carried a hint of alcohol, and his eyes gleamed coldly in the darkness.
He dragged Cuiping into the house without any mercy, then kicked the door shut.
Cuiping slammed her head on the bed, feeling dizzy. She bit down hard on the other person's wound, yelling, "Get away! What do you think you're doing! Wang Qingshan, we're already divorced!"
The one who ambushed her was none other than Wang Qingshan, who had been lurking in the shadows for a long time.
He had a bad day in the meeting room, and things didn't go smoothly at work. When he got home and saw the mess in his house, he felt even more frustrated.
Previously, someone would serve hot meals to her, and her clothes would always be washed, folded, and placed within easy reach immediately after she took them off.
Now? Not only is he left to cook for himself, but he doesn't even have someone to warm his bed anymore.
That night, he drank heavily in silence and discovered that Cuiping had gone out to look for the two children but hadn't returned.
He wandered around for a long time before he discovered that Cuiping was chatting and laughing with the Jiang family, looking quite happy.
On what grounds?
These carefree days were initially his.
Now Cuiping has become bolder; not only does she dare to defy me, but she also dares to bring up divorce.
He was indignant and he had to get his revenge.
Wang Qingshan grabbed her hair and pressed down on her, "What are you yelling for? Let me tell you, even if we get divorced, you still have to sleep with me, that's called a marital obligation! Let me tell you, you can still get half of my house after the divorce, sleeping with me is like paying rent. I saw you chatting with that kid Li Zhengyang today, and you two even went to look for the child together, ugh!"
"Since you married me, you are mine in life and in death. Don't even think about marrying another man after you've eaten from my bowl!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to tear at Cuiping's clothes.
Cuiping tried to scream for help, but a woman's strength was no match for a man's. He grabbed a pillow and pressed it tightly against her head, and then she felt a cold sensation in front of her.
No! They're divorced; what he's doing is a crime!
Cuiping kicked and stomped at him frantically. Seeing that she was not cooperating, Wang Qingshan did not hesitate to slap her twice more across the face.
Her head was turned to the side by the blow, but she still clung tightly to her pants, screaming for help, "Help! Grandma Li! Fire! Fire! Is anyone there? There's a fire!"
She knew what would happen to her if she were seen naked like this.
Her reputation may be ruined from now on, and she may never be able to get married again.
She wouldn't even get a second wife for a cripple in his fifties or sixties, but she'd rather die than fall into the trap of that beast Wang Qingshan again!
Zhizhi had finally helped her escape from that hellhole, she absolutely couldn't fall into it again!
Wang Qingshan had already taken his pants off, and fearing that her screams would attract people outside, he hurriedly covered her mouth.
"You slut, what are you yelling about! Let them all come and see your naked body?!"
His insults became increasingly offensive.
The door was suddenly kicked open with tremendous force.
'Bang!'
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