As the afternoon drew to a close and Lu Zhiwei was extremely busy, a phone call came from Shuiyun Bay Villa.
The call was made by Aunt Chen. Her voice was frantic: "Madam, something terrible has happened."
"Don't call me 'wife' anymore. From now on, I'll be the one paying your salary. Just call me Miss Lu."
"Okay, Miss Lu."
Lu Zhiwei calmly operated the computer, not even looking up: "What happened?"
"Madam Shen has come to our house, and she brought a lot of people with her. She came in a very aggressive manner and told me to call you back immediately." Aunt Chen held the phone, glancing nervously at Jiang Jingyu sitting on the sofa.
"Okay, I'll be right back." After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhiwei handed over the remaining work to her assistant An Yang and went to get her car keys.
The Maserati was parked in the yard. Lu Zhiwei tidied her appearance and attire, and walked into the villa with an air of haughtiness.
I had just reached the door.
With a bang, a blue and white porcelain vase smashed against the door.
Broken porcelain shards were scattered all over the ground.
Lu Zhiwei roughly guessed what was happening inside, pushed open the door, and resolutely stepped forward to go in.
Jiang Jingyu leaned lazily on the sofa, pointing out the whole scene in the living room, "Smash it all! Smash it all! These are all my son's things, she won't be able to take a single one away."
The bodyguards she brought spared no effort in moving and smashing the treasures in the curio cabinet and the tea sets in the living room.
When Jiang Jingyu saw Lu Zhiwei return, her tense face flushed with anger. She immediately stood up and said, "You've been married to my Mo'er for three years and haven't even given birth to a single egg. How dare you take our family's 1 billion yuan and this wedding house? Lu Zhiwei, do you have no shame?"
Having been Shen Jinmo's full-time wife for three years, she never overstepped her bounds in serving her elders, always treating everyone in the Shen family with utmost respect.
But her filial piety did not earn her the slightest bit of kindness from Jiang Jingyu.
“Aunt Shen, it’s not that I don’t want to have children, it’s that Shen Jinmo simply doesn’t want them.” As her mother-in-law, Jiang Jingyu couldn’t possibly be unaware that she had been taking medication.
"You've been flattering and seducing him for so many years, why hasn't he had a child with you? It's all because you're incompetent, who else can you blame?" Jiang Jingyu's harsh and sharp words pierced Lu Zhiwei's heart.
She, who was usually quick-witted, was unable to refute him.
She's right. It's because she's incompetent that Shen Jinmo wouldn't even give her a child.
But why should a woman's value in a marriage be measured by whether or not she can have children?
“Your son has someone else he likes now. I’ve broken things off with him completely, so please stop bothering me.”
“I will deal with that woman myself, but you are no better. As a member of the Lu family, you have been lurking by my son’s side for so long, and I never knew you were so well hidden. It’s fortunate that you didn’t have a child with him. If you had, I would have strangled the child immediately. Your father killed his father, and the children of the Shen family will never be allowed to have the blood of the Lu family flowing in their veins.” Jiang Jingyu’s eyes were bloodshot, and she had lost control of her emotions.
She grabbed a glass from the table and slammed it into Lu Zhiwei's face.
Lu Zhiwei instinctively shifted her body, but the glass still hit her forehead and shattered on the floor with a crash.
A bump instantly swelled up on her fair and smooth forehead, and the pain spread.
Lu Zhiwei gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
Faced with the deep-seated feud between the two families, who would care that she simply liked Shen Jinmo back then?
The fact that she is now being misunderstood and resented is indeed her own fault.
If only she hadn't been so attached to this marriage that should never have started.
Everyone will be fine.
The crystal chandelier overhead shone on half of Lu Zhiwei's face.
The redness and swelling on her face, which had been splashed with water, were now even more noticeable under the light.
When Jiang Jingyu saw that she was injured, instead of calming down, he became even more aggressive.
Noticing the red marks on her face, he couldn't help but mock her: "Oh, it seems someone has already punished you on behalf of Heaven. You're so disliked wherever you go. No wonder my son doesn't want you."
Lu Zhiwei lowered her eyes and pointed to the door: "I'm not a hundred-yuan bill, I don't need everyone to like me. As for Shen Jingmo, I'm the one who doesn't want him anymore. You've smashed and hit enough today, can you get out now?"
"Shouldn't you be the one getting out of here? This is the property of the Shen family. Why should it be given to a liar like you?"
“This is what I deserve. If you are not satisfied with the current division of property, you can have Shen Jinmo file a lawsuit in court.” Lu Zhiwei was exhausted and felt like she had no strength left in her body.
"There's no need for all this trouble. Once you sign this property transfer agreement today, you'll have nothing to do with the Shen family anymore, and I won't need to see you again." Jiang Jingyu took out the transfer agreement she had prepared earlier from her bag and threw it on the table.
at the same time.
A black Rolls-Royce pulled into the yard.
After getting off work, Shen Jinmo stepped out of the car, dressed in a sharp suit, tall and elegant.
When Aunt Chen saw him, she excitedly ran down the steps: "Mr. Chen, what brings you here?"
Shen Jinmo glanced at the magnificent European-style villa with a deep look in his eyes: "Just passing by."
The Shen family's old residence and the Shuiyun Bay villa are located in the south and north respectively, so it's impossible for them to pass by each other.
He just got used to driving back here, to this home he'd been returning to for three years.
"You're just passing by. Your mother came and smashed a lot of things inside. Now she's forcing your wife to sign the house transfer agreement..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jinmo's expression changed drastically, and he quickened his pace, rushing into the villa's hall.
The huge living room was littered with debris.
Their wedding photos were smashed on the ground, defiled and pulverized step by step with footprints.
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